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It was the best of times…It was the worst of times. Finally, after planning since the end of 2008 me and my very good friend Jonathan have finally departed on our exciting and unpredictable adventure around the great continent of Europe.
After cheekily thinking I could escape four hours topless in the sun on Thursday unscathed, I developed a complexion comparable only to Sebastian the Lobster. With little of no sleep on thurs evening (excitement setting in and all…) I awoke today feeling very VERY ill indeed. I do believe to have contracted the rare ailment of sun stroke.
Upon departing Manchester at 8:45 on the megabus to Victoria I stooped somewhat into an uncontrollable delirious state of coma lasting approximately 2 hours. Jonny took great glee in MMSing images of this to friends. The snoring was appreciated by all surrounding passengers.
As we rolled into Lahndarrrn town we strolled not further then 50 metres before deciding our baggage was way too heavy to cope with especially in the blistering heat. We did what all reserved tourists do and retreated to the nearest grassy knoll. Here we located many of the creatures that we are familiar with in and around inhabit Manchester…the homeless folk. A particular one of these gents was asleep on the grass so we decided to partake in a little David Attenborough style mockumentary videoing. It was most enjoyable.
Around the corner the aura of the great Queen Victoria II beckoned, so we quick footed it to her general area, getting caught up in what can only be described as a Romanian pilgrimage. As we turned the corner onto Buckingham Palace drive it was a great delight to see the old bird in horse and carriage going out for a jolly around the surrounding grounds. Shame though….no Fathers for Justice In sight for a more sinister entertainment would have been enjoyed.
Due to the sheer weight on our backs we broke golden rule number one; flagging a taxi. From here we went back to the hostel as I was feeling more and more delicate. After laying my head down for a few moments I was rudely awoken by my roomy Jonny, who declared he was not wasting his first day in London. We decided upon a stroll Incorporating food and refreshing beverages. We ate and drank and took a little further walk where we came to the Thames and the impressive and famous sights of Big Ben and the London Eye.
With food digesting Oliver still wasn't feeling to perky so we picked up lots of water and stopped at the most convenient grassy park area. We had a delightful time listening to music and watching the world go by until things were put into perspective by a booming voice declaring I better "stop snoring!". The relaxing mood had clearly taken me from this peaceful inner city park to the land of nod.
At present we are currently plotting our next move in the fine capital of our nation and supping Southern Comfort from the bottle. Until next time...!
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