London's City Airport was great actually - it's smaller and things went much faster than they probably would have at Heathrow. Some people tried cutting in line at immigration, and this one guy berated another for cutting, which everyone was secretly very happy about. The damn guy never moved back, though. Some people did...
The trains were soo crowded - it was rush hour - and I was about to pass out or become impregnated by someone if I had to ride for a few more stops. But, I got to Russell and Peter's, we had a delicious chicken dinner and chatted for the night.
From Europe 2009 |
We all went out to Phoenix, a pub that was very loud due to a bachelorette party in the back room but I had my first alcoholic cider (not bad!) and I got a shrimp and clam salad for dinner. It was not bad either - the clams were itty bitty ones - I had never had those before.
From Europe 2009 |
Philippe headed back to his hotel and Russell and Peter and I watched the voting results for the Eurovision contest. Norway won...
Jose should be getting from Paris sometime soon, and we'll all go to the London performance of Agrippina.
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