3, 2, 1...London

Well, I made it to London in one piece. Right now my body thinks it is 4am, the rest of London disagrees. I have a whole day ahead of me.

For the record, in the 3 short hours I have been in this airport, I have: 

- managed to get screwed by the exchange rate.

- paid 8 of my hard earned dollars on ONE successful phone call home to my dad.

- gotten no service on my  retarded expensive new "world edition" cell phone.

- paid almost $10 for an hour of internet--I will use approximately 20 minutes of that time.

I figure, if I'm going to get screwed, I may as well make a blog entry out of it, so here I am, live from the benches of Heathrow airport in London.

Some pics from the journey:

More to come...