Sunday, December 6, 2009

The London Chronicles: Part 1

Alright, so I've been really bad about keeping this up-to-date lately, but that's all about to change. So when we last left our heroine she'd just returned from Suffolk and went as Jesus to the Rock. The rest of her week had passed on as normal, the tunnel on Thursday after going Scottish Reeling, nights out at the Tythe, the usual list of entertainment. And then Friday came...

I can't do my whole blog like that, its gonna drive me crazy. Anyway, on Friday Naomi and I went to Kemble to catch a train to London Paddington Station where we caught, get this...the TUBE! to get us closer to our hostel. And as your guide to everything typical and american touristy-like over here in Jolly Ol' England I cannot hide the excitement of my first ride on the London Underground. Once we were off the Tube and start our search for the magical Hostel we were to be staying in we managed to get lost. And I don't mean "we took a wrong turn lets turn around and go back" lost, I mean we got lost as in "Bejing...that's right next to London correct?" sort of way. We spent three hours trying to find our hostel in Kensington and spent two of those three hours walking every street in Notting Hill and the third hour was spent trying to figure out the bus system...which we failed at. But we did eventually find and it was just hostel a bed to lay my head on.

We called it a night pretty early as we were going to start our day by 9 AM and had to be up at 8. Although we were woken up in the middle of the night when someone staying on the top bunk fell to the floor, while this would seem to be rather amusing to anyone who it didn't happen to the fact that it was 3 am was not amusing...to anyone.

Now the first day we went to Starbucks to plan our route for the day and determine where we were going to start. We then headed off to the tube station...once again I was an excited American! We decided to go the to Musem of Brands first, which as its name implies was all about brand names and their development through history. It was actually quite interesting and we had a good laugh at the fact that we felt the need to whisper, even though the only people there was Naomi and myself.

We fought our way down Portobello market, which was packed, and went to Subway for lunch...and I was extremely sad to realize that the greatest Subway sauce is only available in my little corner of Iowa...not even just the world but it's not available in the whole of Iowa. Gosh I really miss dill spread. When I return home...after my Mexican buffet...because i miss real mexican food as well...I'm getting a Subway sub with extra dill spread.

Next stop was the Tower of London and it was really quite cool. I saw the crown jewels and the armour of Henry the VIII and I saw what I believe to be the worlds largest ravens. They were gigantic!

We ended our tours with a trip to Madame Tussauds. The queue to look at a bunch of wax statues is amazingly long, it took us 45 minutes and we went during the "slow" part of the day. It was good however. I got to see lots of famous people, have dinner with George Clooney, almost be run over by a giant disco ball with Indiana Jones, gave Steven Speilburg ( I know i can't spell and I can't be bothered to look it up right now) some advice on his movies, kissed Orlando Bloom...and several others as well, and I rocked out with Miley Cyrus.

Day 1 in London done and we headed to the hostel to try and find somewhere for dinner. We ended up going to this restaurant and ordered pizza. It was lovely except that the olives where not pitted...that was rather annoying. But I kept my leftover for dinner the next night when we would be on a train. We called it another early night and this time no one fell out of bed.

The next day we decided to just "look" at places, and of course it decided to rain and we had to carry all of our luggage with us once we left the hostel. It was probably not the most pleasant of days but I got to see all the London sights. We went to Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, the London Eye (although we didn't ride it), all the places you'd expect to see on one of those expensive tourist trap bus tours, but instead of 25 quid we paid 5 quid for an all day Underground ticket.

Soon it was time to return to campus and watch some Top Gear. Top Gear, for those who don't know, is not just an amazing show but also a major social event at the RAC.

I know there isn't much detail this week but I also told you I've been way behind at keeping it updated so I've forgetten some things.

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