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I'm not really sure what came first, the desire to travel or the desire to write a blog but I figured I'd to both so here we go. I'm currently still at home and actually haven't left yet but wanted to share some pre trip excitement plus taking note of what I'm imaging is ahead of me and us cause I'm taking wazza too. The excitement side of things is like Christmas and getting a new puppy and a new car all on your ...
... near York dressing up as the various princesses and singing for kids parties, playing games etc. What is so bizarre about that (besides the obvious!) is that we had been talking to Katja yesterday about doing this very thing in Perth. This woman will be a great contact if Katja does choose to pursue this.
We are now in the Chunnel- I don't want to think about that too much!
Bye for ...
... We got the tube home and walked down our street and had tea at an English Pub. We ordered Nachos and a hot spud. The nachos here was weird. It was just corn chips with melted cheese and 3 tubs – tomato salsa, guacolmole and sour cream. That was pretty ordinary! Anyway, we've come back to our hotel to have DELICIOUS brie... Ruby reckons it's the best she's ever had. Soft pillows tonight as well so heres to another day in London!
Denice & Ruby
... We all had lunch, and then Mum and Julie went scarf-shopping in the market. Dad and I headed for the pub and watched perhaps one of the more dull games of football (Arsenal 1 WBA 0) and sunk a couple of pints. Win-win for everyone. At the conclusion of the game, we trained it back closer into town and Julie and Mum went into Liberty of London to do more shopping. Dad and I went to the local Irish pub and caught the first half of the evening football ...
God we were totally dominating that dance floor- it was just like power ballads and so we were totally going for it! We met up with a group of nice guys who were also out to look ridiculous and so we danced and fooled around with them until closing time when one of them asked for Katie's number- a lovely Irish man named Maurice (yes people are actually called that...)
So from just a few casual drinks to a huge night at Walkabout... what a night!