Blogs from Camden Town, Greater London, England, United Kingdom, Europe - page 6

DAY 1 So I hopped on an American Airlines red-eye flight from NYC to London's Heathrow airport. Dinner was served on board, but it was already 1am, so I declined. I knocked out most of the way and pleasantly woke up to smell of coffee & crossaints that I couldn't pass up. When we landed it was already 11am in the morning -- which was 5 hours ahead of NYC. Talk about jet lag. Ahhh, after 6-hours we landed on European Soil. The weather wasn't much different from when I left Rochester - gray, cold, & and it looked like it had just rained. Bummer. Anyway, got my bags and made my way to the "Tube" or Underground (subway) Picadilly Line to Kings Cross station in Central London to meet Shah, my first international Couchsurfing host. ... read more

Hello everyone! Welcome to my travel blog! This is my first entry on my brand new travel blog - I hope, the first of many! In exactly one month from now I will be on my way to Heathrow with my bicycle all packed up in a bag and my panniers squished into a pink sports bag. I will be saying goodbye to my family and setting off all by my little self on my adventures! The count down has begun!!!! I will write more soon. At the moment, I have to get back to work (only 13 days left in the office...). Laura xxxx... read more

The following is a direct transcription of a page dated 6/19/08 bearing the title "Airlines does beez A-Holes" I believe myself to be a reasonably bright fellow, well those who know me know my ego allows nothing in the way of reason when it comes to my smarts, but I think you catch my drift. Anyway, as bright as I am, I am constantly amazed at the depth of my ability to be stupid. "How?" Well, today I got burned by my old nemesis, the fucking airlines. Now, those amongst you of reasonable intellect who have met me are aware that I am slightly taller than the average guy. My slight frame requires me to sit in exit rows or bulkhead seats on flights to avoid kneeing the chair in front of me for the legnth ... read more

It must be said upfront and with emphasis. I LOVE London. I have no idea what it is about the place, and I haven't spent much time here, but for some reason I just love the place. There is something about the combination of chaos and history and beer and sandwiches (have I mentioned the sandwiches, prepackaged and awesome). I decided to do some cultural shit and check out the British Museum. Where do I start. The Rosetta Stone... Well, it certainly is a stone. That is undeniable. Yep, a fucking stone. That's about all I can say about that one. The rest of the place was actually really cool. It was like stepping into Iron Maiden's Powerslave album cover. Very cool. Egyptian shit, damn that is impressive. (I think it's time to shift gears here, ... read more

So...today we went to the infamous Harrod's department store. We bought cheese and apple danish and a breakfast roll for Scott. At the pizza counter, one of the chefs was tossing dough as he sang from a well known operatic aria. It was most impressive, seeing as none of us can even properly toss pizza dough! We mapped our way to the "toilette por homme" and Hunter found it to be quite fancy, especially for department store. We left Harrod's and travelled down the street to a tavern. Down the stairs we were directed. We entered the restaurant and the talking inside immediately stopped! WEIRD!! It was filled with a LOUD group of French. I sampled my first taste of "bangers & mash" (sausages & mashed potatoes). Good enough to have again. Hunter had a sampler ... read more