Sheffield Hilton

... people look more scary when they walk like they have some weird limp??) She stands up and is swagger walking over to me and the first thing she says is WHAT YOU THINK YOUR SO TALL- had I not been freaking out that she was going to touch me with her disgustingness I probably would have laughed but instead I was backing up like no tomorrow! Yelling at her to GET AWAY FROM ME you crazy *****! Get away GET GET and seriously i look around and NOONE is helping ...

... roommate and her boyfriend, Danny, lives with her. They are a cute couple and I think Rosie will become one of my new favourite people. Meg is the other friend I met and she's hilarious. We stayed in and drank wine and ordered Chinese. It was really fun and I'm sure the first of many fun nights in that house I will be a part of. Friday we got up and went to town so I could find one of those hats that covers your ears with the strings that hang down on the ...

... for our last night there.  The Brewmaster was the pub that we went to when we first arrived in London on June 11, 2007.  We found it only fitting to head back for a drink and a little (a lot of) reminiscing on our last night on this trip.   As we are writing this we are on our flight back home.  Although we are EXTREMELY excited to get home, we are a little sad to leave the continent that has given us so many fantastic memories, incredible experiences, and of ...

... hatten, war es nun soweit. Die letzten Kisten wurden auf den Dachboden geschleppt, unser Gepaeck kunstvoll im Auto verstaut und das Haus im Schnelldurchgang gesaeubert. Eine ganze Woche hatten wir zum Packen gebraucht. Dabei sollte alles mit, was zur anstehenden Hochzeit von Eva und Robert, zum eventuellen Winterurlaub im kommenden Januar, zum Einkleiden in Deutschland ueber Weihnachten und bei ...

... low 50's only to arrive for the swelling of a freak heat wave and my sweaters just won't cut it and I'm running out of options.) I brush my teeth, throw on some jeans and my last non-winter top and book it out of the hostel. It is beautiful outside. We're talking mid 70s, light breeze, clear sky, bright sun- perfect. I cannot spend this day in museums. I cannot do that to this marvelous day. I decide that the itinerary will get over being tossed to the curb ...

... 150 + years. As for location you just can´t beat it. Just a very easy walk to everything important and if walking is not your thing a tube (subway) and train station hub are literally right next door. After the tour we went a few meters down the street and had lunch at the King´s Arms, a very small pub with just a handful of tables and wonderful fish & chips. Our next stops were Buckingham Palace, St. James Park which took us along a beautiful path and ...

... s tard (2h du matin !), et malgré les efforts de Tom, pas beaucoup d'alcool (ses colocs ne sont pas trop bougés pour ça) mais ça va finalement, on croise des gens (dont des frogs) avec lesquels on trippe et on se marre bien, avec ou sans ballons remplis de laughing gas.... Audrey s'en va à 4h du mat, un bus à chopper pour rentrer en France (!!) et la soirée se termine...

... the first London NewsAgent. I was taken aback...unprepared to see the assortment of Haribos! Tangfastics, Starmix, GoldBears, kids supermix, Fizzy Colas, footballmix, milkymix, dollymix, jelly babies...the list goes on and the variety is just simply mind boggling. It quickly became apparent that I had to try them all. Now, it would be just to consider my Haribo devotion as part of anyone's necessary cultural experience abroad. However, it came to my attention in ...

... the ball in passing. You can only stay in certain portions of the court depending on your position; the court is in 3 sections. The balls were unique as well. There was no scoreboard so you don't know who wins until the scorekeeper tells the referees at the end. There were girls vs. girls and ...

It has been pointed out to me that I omitted a starting point for my trip so here it is, an entry for Sheffield, England, just to make the map a leedle bit prettier....or should that be Manchester, seeing as that was my first airport, or London Heathrow as that's where I left the country? Oh decisions decisions....