Flew out of Boston at 7:05pm on Monday the 29th. Irene, you may have been annoying and caused a lot of havoc, but you didn't mess with my flight, which in turn makes me joyful. relatively uneventful flight. 6.5 hours long. i think i slept for maybe, 20 minutes? it was awful. tried to watch a film, failed three times to concentrate long enough to actually watch it. i'm sure that water for elephants and no strings attached are great films but my concentration levels were slightly down. arrived in london at 6:25am their time. which translate to 1:25 EST. i was, for the first time in my life, one of those people that gets met at the airport by a person with a sign. well, me and the other people that were flying into heathrow as well... but whatever. we were driven to the classiest hotel i have ever been too. in a mercades bus with everything on the wrong side! the wheel, the gas, the shifter. i had forgotten that they drove on the opposite side of the road, which actually almost got me hit by cars a couple of times when i looked the wrong way before crossing... whoops. but i fought jet lag all day tuesday. i can proudly say that i went without sleep for well over 24 hours. from 7am monday until 10:3opm tuesday. that is how long i went with no sleep. it got really REALLY hard towards the end. it gave you a headache, made you feel gross. jet lag is no fun. but fighting jet lag actually turned out to be the best thing ever cause when i woke up wedneday morning i was ready to explore. which is of course, exactly what we did. between tuesday and wednesday we literally crunched in enough things to fill probably at least a week of vacation! we went to the gardens by Princess Diana's old castle, saw the Albert Memorial, went to Westminster Abby, ate yummy food. Went out to an irish pub and made friends with the waiter shaine and the bartender ben. finally collapsed for the night at around 10:30 and have no recollection of my head even hitting the pillow!! tuesday was another jam packed day. got up, had a tour of london on a bus with an amazing tour guide, she knew everything! saw buckingham palace, (the queen was out of the country, which of course ruined all my plans of meeting her...), saw westminster abby, saint paul's cathedral, london bridge, big ben, parliament, the tower of london, pretty much, everything it felt like. after that, we ate lunch at a delicious little market place, and went to the tower of london!!! it was pretty awesome. thank god for my stupid id for reducing the price! got to see a trebuchet in action, lots of gory torture devices, all the queens jewels, an awesome royal guard, the place where anne bolyen got beheaded. overall, it was fairly awesome. from there, we went to the london eye, some girls wanted to go on, but after seeing just how far we would actually have to walk, we went back to the Tube. once on the tube again, took it up to King's Cross Station, which, to any person who has read Harry Potter, means a lot. we found, and as i like to imagine, went into, platform 9 and 3/4. it made my day. so much joy. from king's cross it was a long ride back to the hotel where we were meeting everyone for dinner. we found this amazing pub in Pickadily Circus that was literally four levels with a bar on the bottom and middle layer. this is where i had a london classic of fish and chips. it was quite good, the chips, or fries as they were pretty much, were good enough. me and kait split a plate which actually turned out to be a wise idea as it was literally an entire fish... we walked around for a little while before deciding it would probably be wisest to head back to the hotel as we had a 5am wake up call to head back to Heathrow airport for our flight to Lyon!
and there ya have it, that was my time in london, it was amazing! i enjoyed practically every minute other than the jet lag. it is definitely worth visiting again sometime soon! but now, here i sit in my hotel room, typing away, while most of you are still at work of just getting out of school or sport practice. i must say the time difference is a royal pain for trying to coordinate calls. dad, if you're reading this, we should plan a Skype date! to the rest of you, have an excellent thursday afternoon, i am about to take a shower in a france shower. which pretty much means it's tiny with no shower curtain and i have to hold the water spout above my head. come back later this week for some london pictures and some of my first shots of grenoble!!! from what i've seen so far, it looks amazing and i cannot wait to explore tomorrow!! Bonne nuit!
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