London Calling...

Wow. 3 days.

I am very excited for this trip and have no idea what will happen. Perhaps some dashing Brit will take a fancy to me and take me on long walks through Hyde Park while we philosphize about the poetry of Lord Byron and his ilk. Then we'll have tea.

Whatever. More than likely the first couple days will invlolve me stumbling around London fighting jetlag and the ensuing hallucinations that may come with it. I'll end up in some pub crying in my Guinness with some old guy named Chester who will regale me with stories about his life as a Sea Captain in Liverpool. Whereupon I will stumble home to my hostel but end up at some slovakian place where I will promptly lose a toe.

awesome.