So somehow I actually managed to make it, safe and sound. I should really figure out what to write, since time is ticking steadily away on my half hour of electricity. I guess they don’t mind having to reinstall every once in a while, since the way the hostel regulates computer use is with a box that turns off the power once your time is up.

On my way to the airport, I ran into a couple student types from Germany who were heading home after a 4 week holiday in Canada. They’re from Freiburg, and suggested I make a visit there, since it’s apparently a hotbed for solar power. I’ll have to check it out. Having not found out where my flight was leaving from, I decided to follow them in getting off at terminal one, on the logic that international flights might all leave from the same terminal. Of course, I was wrong. Ah well, I got to take the train back to terminal 3, which was fun anyway.

It was nice getting there super early - I think I was there 5 hours before my flight left. I was first in line at the check in counter, and got the entire gate b18 to myself for a few hours. I even managed probably a good full hour of sleep, stretched out on several padded seats.

The flight across the pond was surprisingly pleasant. We were lucky and got the plane with the big leather seats, so it was spacious and comfortable. There were, of course, a few poor kids who got overwhelmed by being on a plane, but that’s ok and to be expected. Poor kids. Fortunately, I brought some earplugs along, as well as my mp3 player, so I was comfortable.

The only problem with the flight was that I didn’t sleep. Ok, there were a couple 20 minute naps, but no real sleep. This was stupid. Next time I do a red eye, I’ll bring gravol. Oh, also, it was odd that my window seat had no window, but that was ok. I might have been sitting in the middle. It was pleasantly surprising that two meals were included in the ticket price. The food was not gourmet, but certainly palatable, although I skipped breakfast because I was still stuffed from supper.

When we landed in London, it was a beautiful, cool (8 C), bright summer morning. Sitting on the Gatwick Express heading for Victoria station, I watched the countryside slip by. It was somewhere along this trip that it hit me. I’m in London! London! What?! (Imagine 10th Doctor impression here). I got off at Victoria station and wandered around. I practised my juggling in front of Buckingham palace, and took a walk through the park. I wandered past the Eye, and saw the spot where Rose and the Doctor ran along to stop the Autons. I walked past the Tate, and the Globe Theatre (that’s for you Wade). I even got to ride the tube!!!!!!!!!111!!oneoneone!

Ok, my time is about to run out, and I don’t want my first day in Germany to be spent at a compy, so I’ll write more later.

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