Well Here I Am!

The first post!

Well, what to recount. Whew!

So I hopped on a British Airlines Boeing 777 and soon embarked on my journey across the great and historic Atlantic. I found myself in an aisle seat in the 4th class of this supreme airliner behind the fully reclined seat of an elderly lady. Luckily, I had the good fortune to sit next to a real live Brit! A British couple in fact. The guy was extremely gregarious thankfully, and our discussion of cultural differences (ranging from music, the superbowl and even the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air rap) allowed the next 6 hours to pass rather easily. After that though, he retired, and I was left awkwardly smushed by the elderly lady. (I'm actually exaggerating the severity of my plight, but that's so this will be more interesting). Anyway, I arrived on a drizzly, 45 degree London morning and began a misadventure of traversing our luggage up and down numerous flights of stairs (I've no idea how the handicapped survive in this nation). Me and two fellow Aggies were fortunate enough to encounter this together. Unluckily, one of our colleagues was female and she packed quite liberally for this trip. Often, two of us would take the flight with our luggage, then one would return to help her with her's whilst the other lingered to watch the already transported luggage. This leap frog lasted from the Gatwick Express to the Victoria Station to the South Kensington station.

To which, we eventually arrived! And how glorious! Lamborghini's, Ferrari's, Porsche's, Lexus's, and such like. Good heavens! and little shops, British accents, double decker buses, and cold air. We also made our way to my room.

Dang. Well I tried uploading a picture, but I think it's too big to work properly. I'll have to resize them before I can get them on here right. Well, before that, I need to go to bed. It's 11:05 here. oi!

Talk to you later chaps!