So we finally made it in. The flight was nice. They served us 2 full meals and all the free alcohol we could take. ( I declined, I'll save it for the trip home). Plus, all the free movies you can watch. It's nice to be treated like a human on an airline by people with lovely British accents. We navigated the airport just fine, and I was amazed by all of the different cultures that surrounded us in customs. We used the underground tube, which was color coordinated, so it was easy to understand for the most part. Once we got into Kensington, we were a little lost. We had no directions on how to get to our hotel, and no cell phones to help us map it out. There are no street signs, but signs on the buildings as to which street you're on. At this point, we're running on close to 24 hours without sleep, carrying around 25 pounds on our backs and trying to navigate a logical way to find our hotel in a world that seems upside down. We made it, and crashed in our room for a solid 2 hours before we went back out into the madness that resembled NYC. Had a lovely dinner while people watching and was served a pitcher of a rum and juice cocktail.

Today we're gonna try and find a museum, and a sim card so we can have a map to easily access on James' phone. Cheers!