Place Number 1: Fort Collins
The flight there was pretty interesting...I got on the plane in Seattle and this: http://www.komonews.com/news/local/80202167.html is what happened on it. Yay my luck. Anyway, the reason for this trip to Colorado...
I visited Tim! It was really fun, even though for the first day I was left home alone while he went to work. At least I had the dogs and Harry Potter to keep me company. We went and saw Whit too! And, be jealous, we had a Jurassic Park marathon, where we discovered that we could probably make a Mystery Science Theater 3000 more entertaining than the current one. We also went glow golfing. And as much as we told Tim it would be lame, it was actually pretty fun. I met Tim's friend Anthony, who came to see him from Australia, and we gave him his first taste of Taco Bell. Which he was pretty excited about. In all, it was a really fun trip, I just wish I could have stayed there longer.
Place 2: London
I got into the London Heathrow Airport at around 9am. After getting through customs and getting my baggage, I discovered that the hotel shuttle that I thought was free was, in fact, 4 pounds. Which was 4 more pounds than I had with me. So after wandering around the airport with 2 50 pound bags, I finally got some money, got on a shuttle, and immediatly almost had a break down. I think it was mostly a lack of sleep...I finally got to the hotel, checked in, and tried to go to sleep, but I was hungry. So I went on a little adventure, and you know what I found? Absolutely nothing. Finally, I met a little old man, or really almost ran him over going through a door, and I found out something exciting. He knew where North Bend was! Not only that, but he knew about Twede's, said that he really liked the outlet mall and the view of the mountains from it, has been to Roslyn many times, and told me 5 different routes from Seattle to Spokane! Then he helped me find food. He's my new best friend.
The next morning, I decided to take my sightseeing trip to London. So I ventured out, on my own to catch a bus to the underground station, and I made it! All by myself. Once I got to London, I decided that the best thing to do would be to walk, so I got to see everything. Makes sense, right? WRONG. About 10 miles later, the tour busses were looking really good, and about 15 miles later, I thought my legs were never going to work again. But, after looking at my pictures today, I'm thinking my plan was a good one. Here is a link to my Facebook album for London:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=184903&id=501203437&l=3baa317dd8
Today, I woke up at about 5, which is what happened yesterday too (apparently my jet lag isn't as controlled as I thought). My flight wasn't until 2, so I tried to entertain myself as long as I could with the TV, but I could only watch so much British Children's television, so at about 8, I finally just went to the airport. I actually got lucky with this decision, as I was moved to an earlier flight...4 hours earlier. Since this was way earlier than I told the person picking me up, I ended up getting a taxi that she paid for, and let me tell you, sitting on the left side, and driving on the other side of the road...Scary. The Taxi driver was really nice, pointed out all of the important things in town that I might need, and now, here I am. Sitting in my room, freezing my butt off because the heater doesn't work very well. Yay!
Here is the view from the balcony of my apartment.
The start of a great experience.
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