Rachel and I just left London, England. It was a lot of fun. We spent most of the day walking and doing the typical stops. Big Ben, Westminister Abbey…you know stuff like that. A few realizations after being there for the second time.
1. People in the UK are generally nicer people. People give you directions, chat with you when you’re stopped somewhere and even yell at you if they see your Canadian patch that we so conveniently sewed on our backpack.
2. Everything is ridiculously expensive.
3. It was 4:30 in the morning when we checked in for our flight to Ireland this morning, and Rachel and I watched the bar area fill up while a large number of people grabbed pints of beer. 4:30 in the freakin morning. I understand Ron so much better now.
4. We followed our 800 page Europe book an hour out of our way North of London to a restaurant called New Culture Revolution. The mounds of food that we got for the same price as our crappy lunch earlier that day in downtown London, that made us happy.
5. We had to have walked 20 km yesturday with our backpacks weighing in at 20 pounds and 30 pounds. My Crocs are holding out well and so are Rachel’s anti-blister socks.
6. Sleeping on airport floors sucks.
Today we start Ireland. It’s raining and we are sharing a room with Rachel’s sister Danielle and her husband Aaron, a girl we met on the bus and who knows who else. We just spent £7 on a crappy breakfast something you could get for $3 in Sarnia. We’re loving it though. Rachel still loves me and I love her even though we lost her baggage on the flight from New York and I’m singing annoying songs every few minutes. A good afternoon/night sleep should do us well.