My trip began two days ago. The jet lag only had me for an afternoon, and hasn't slowed me down a bit. What has slowed me down is the case of Carlsburg and bottle of Bacardi Gold we drank last night.
Johnny, a roommate from university, took us in from the cold, gave us dinner, and got us pissed-drunk. We played Karaoke until 4am.
I flew into Heathrow airport on Sunday at 1:30pm, caught a shuttle to Gatwick airport, and met Robyn at a near-by boarding house in Horley. A reunion and a pub dinner later, I was ready for sleep (having been denied that luxury on the plane).
The pub we visited was 700 years old, and used as a boarding house for monks from the adjacent 'ye old six bells' church.
Some free time on Monday morning allowed for a quick trip to London, which we hit like a hurricane. Starting at London-Bridge train station, we borrowed a map from a bus tour salesman, and struck out on foot (too cheap for bus tours). Saw the London Bridge, Tower of London, St. Paul's Cathedral, Royal Court of Justice, Trafalgar Square, Big Ben, Parliament, and Westminster Abby. 
Back onto the train for Horley from the London-Victoria station three hours later. Photos were taken on the fly, so please forgive the blur.Today, we're shaking off the hangover and catching a bus to Bristol and Bath to see what we can find there. Possibly some sort of Henge.. made out of stone.
More to follow
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