Leaving London

We are getting ready to leave London. We went to the Tate Modern yesterday which Jack and I both really loved. It was a bit exhausting to do it one day however. We crossed the bridge to visit St. Paul's but were not permitted to enter as it was Sunday and we are not catholic.**Correction: Anglican, thanks Bill. Now I feel even worse for the woman wearing that butch priest getup.**
Jack is FIRED as the Time Master as we woke up this morning at 3:30 instead of 6:30 and had three hours to kill before breakfast or anything else opened. Looking back, I should have known because I had the showers to myself. Looks like I'll be buying a watch first thing in Madrid. This morning, we made a second stop at the British Museum and visited the Ancient Egypt and Greece exhibits- so glad we went back!!
We're getting ready to take a 2 hour train ride to our next stop (last stop in England), the George Green Farm, hair dryer included :) I'm REALLY hoping to see a British kitty while we're there but I'll settle for a baby goat or lamb.
Love,
Cynthia

Camden Town

So, I take it back about looking forward to leaving the expensive area of our last hostel. When we got to The Generator yesterday, the alley was blocked off by a huge group (maybe 40) of arguing Italians. That was the best part. Upon entering the building, we were surrounded by neon blue lights and the smell of the Chuck-e-Cheese ball pit. If you are unfamiliar with this smell, count yourself lucky.
The receptionist was a young German girl who was either very tired or very drunk. She gave us our room information and encouraged us to visit parts of the hostel called "The Fuel Stop" and "The Turbine." To make a long story short, our room smells like cheap men's body spray (think AXE) and again, the ball pit (no pun intended). The ladies bathroom is on the other side of the wall and what must be the world's oldest hand dryer is mounted to the wall we share. Every time a person washes her hands, we hear a sudden jolt of noise which sounds like the combination of a vacuum, a spaceship, and a construction zone. Lucky for us, the people around here don't seem to wash their hands too often.
We decided to skip our afternoon naps and only come back to sleep when it was absolutely necessary. When we returned in the evening, we discovered that "The Fuel Stop" is only the cafeteria in the morning, but doubles as an ALL NIGHT CLUB at night, and we could feel/hear those glorious disco beats all the way in our room on the 5th floor. We were not able to sleep so we went down stairs to watch people dance. That was pretty entertaining.
Disgusting hostel aside, we are having a lot of fun. We went to the |British museum yesterday and saw the Ancient Rome and Clocks and Watches exhibits. The air conditioning was broken for the ancient exhibits so we chose Rome over Greece. I've been dropping hints to Jack that we should go visit Amy Winehouse's house as she lives in Camden. Apparently kids drop by her stoop and talk to her through the intercom all the time. We'll see.
Pictures of The Generator/Camden Town to come later this evening after we charge the computer.
Cynthia

Moving Out

We are getting ready to leave South Kensington to go to our next hostel, THE GENERATOR, which still sounds intimidating to me. While staying in this ritzy neighborhood has been comfortable, we're looking forward to finding cheaper food elsewhere.

Yesterday we completed the ENTIRE Natural History museum- it took us around 7 hours. The highlight was watching/listening to a mother teach her 6 year old daughter about reproduction (picture of this above, click to enlarge) and hearing the little girl call the sperm "naughty...they're always trying to get away" in her adorable British accent.

After our terrible breakfast at the hostel this morning (no exaggeration, I promise) we took a walk through Hyde Park and saw the Kensington gardens, some terrifyingly HUGE, hissing swans and ended up at a farmer's market in Notting Hill [I was a little disappointed not to run into Hugh Grant]. This seems to be the best system as I think we're set with food for 2 days for about $18 US.

We'll try to blog again tonight, maybe with picture's from the Fitzroy tavern, a "writers and artists bar" located in a basement. Spooky.
<3
Cyn

Roommates

We finally met our roommates this morning as they came in much later last night and we woke up much earlier this morning ( yes, I said I woke up early). Their names are Anna and Sonya and they are from Germany and Austria. Sonya has a good three inches on Jack and she's been nice about closing the window for me so I don't have to climb onto the bunk bed. I'll try to get a picture of her soon, but I have to be careful not to come off as creepy. So far, I've only come off as clumsy as I fell down the stairs this morning on our way to breakfast, dressed in my best Amelia Earhart get up.
Oh well, we're off to find Prince William.
Love,
Cyn

Some serious jet lag

Well we made it into London and into our hostel just fine. Our sleep schedules however are paying the price dearly. We tried to go to the Natural History museum but we only made it through the dinosaur wing before they closed. We decided it would be best if we just ate and headed back. We had some okay Thai food, scoped out some other places to eat for tomorrow and walked back. It was about 7pm here when we passed out, Cynthia is still passed out.

I was going to post some pictures, but this site is giving me a hard time. Maybe tomorrow.

Jack

Setting Up

Hold your horses for a real post. We haven't even left yet!