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12:30PM MINNEAPOLIS AIRPORT
I am at the airport now, sitting in between a Burger King and a Caribou. There is also a “Sushi” and a WOK and ROK. Yep… the name of the fast food place is “Sushi.” Not the most original name, but since it’s an airport, I’ll let it slide. I made it through security and check in just fine. It seems that you don’t even need your eticket. You just slide your passport (which is tricky because they don’t really explain how to swipe it) and your itinerary pops up. I then went to the security checkpoint and I did not set off the alarm. The only thing I messed up on was that I put my entire computer bag in the box, but I was not supposed to include my power cord. It all worked out. Now I’m just waiting for my boarding time. 1:30PM is when I board and 2:00PM is take-off. I guess I’ll write later. At this point I can’t post. I’m just writing in word and I’ll post later. (The airport thinks I am going to pay for wireless internet. That just won’t happen. Happy flying for me.
4:16 PM CHICAGO AIRPORT
I just found out that my 5PM flight to London has been pushed back to 6PM. Not the worst thing in the world, but a bit annoying. It will hopefully help me sleep on the plane, but I’m not keen on hanging out in the airport for a longer amount of time. I just ate a bagel, because the sign advertised a Cinnabon (which for some reason I desire because they look good when you’re young and I never got to have one then, however I’m sure that they smell better than they taste and cannot possibly live up to the hype that my mind has created). The Cinnabon is not here though. I don’t understand why its advertised, but I’ll again (much like “Sushi”) let it slide due to the fact that this is an airport where they can charge 3$ for water. On my first flight, I was able to hang my suit and bring my bag onboard. I met a few nice people and we chatted about our plans in London. I met a girl from Litchfield. She sat two seats away from me and is currently sitting behind me while we wait for the plane. I’ve just been milling around the airport at this point. I have a good hour before I board my plane. I am sure I have more to write, but I’m losing interest in doing it, so I’ll write more later. I hope I can sleep on the plane.
3:40PM LONDON (9:40AM in MINNESOTA)
I just returned from my walking tour of the area around my flat. I’m living in King’s Court with six other guys. We have two bathrooms and one of them is really confusing. I’ll get to that more later, but I should start from the beginning.
We boarded the flight from Chicago to London at 6:30PM. An hour and a half late, but it wasn’t that big of a deal. I got on and found that the plane had three rows. My seat had me placed in the middle of the center row. Not the best set up, but I was by some nice people. However, I was lucky and a flight attendant noticed my long legs and offered me a seat up front (in my section). It was still pretty uncomfortable, but just fine. I have a few notes about it though. In the plane, we could watch a number of different shows and movies. I watched a couple episodes of the Office. However, I strolled my little touch screen over to the movies and it had a section labeled “classics.” One movie was in this category and it was “The Fugitive,” featuring Harrison Ford. I know he was just in Indiana Jones, but there is no way anyone can consider “The Fugitive,” a classic. Also, the food was not as bad as I thought.
We arrived at 8AM in London Heathrow Airport. I got to know a girl named Ruth. She’s a history major from Augsburg. The bus trip was fun. We finally got to check out the architecture of the city. It was odd getting used to the cars driving on the other side of the road. I will note that nearly every car here is either a BMW, a Mercedes, or a Volkswagon. Then there are random bunches of Hybrid Toyota Prius’ around. We finally arrived at King’s Court and I received my keys and found that our flat is pretty decently sized. We have a kitchen, common room, three bedrooms, and two bathrooms. I took a shower (no water pressure) and ventured out on my first walk with one of my roommates.
Thad and I headed out to find a way to change my $150 to pounds. We walked down Prince Albert Rd. and turned south on Baker St. Down there, we tried a bank, but they advised me to go to a post office where the exchange would be better. We found a post office and I exchanged my US dollars for British Pounds. It is hard to conceive that a US dollar here is worth nothing. Thad and I then hit up a small restaurant. We bought some chicken wings and beer and had a decent first meal. We then attempted to get back to our flat, but got lost in Regent’s park. We got back to our flat just in time to go on the walking tour (we had just taken a long ass walking tour of our own making). The walking tour was boring, and now I’m sitting here with my flat mates watching awful British TV. We have five great channels (sarcasm). That is the end of my first entry. I’m tired.
9:38PM LONDON
I’m exhausted after a full day and then being brought to the BAR… not pub… by my roommates. I don’t regret it… but I wasn’t much impressed with Stella.