Okay, so two days of catching up...

Yesterday.  Yesterday was pretty exhausting, but very prodcutive.  We saw most of the touristy sights there were to see.  We went to see Buckingham palace, and covent gardens, and trafalger square, and big ben/the parliament.  I think my favorite was Big ben, even though we just saw it.  It guess it was cool to see such a recognizable landmark.  At the parliament there was a protest going on about the troops that britain hired to fight in nepal.  It was kinda neat, and I thought of Ian, and how he'd prolly love to be there ^^;;

It's weird being a tourist for such a long period of time.  I mean, I've visited other places, but really for nothing more than a day.  It's weird now that I'm the person with the accent and the person who says words incorrectly or differently.  I'm the person who doesn't know which side of the road is the correct one to drive upon.  I wonder how long it would take me to get fully acclimated to a country, and fully accepted.  Everywhere I go I get picked out if I speak: "Are you from America?"  Yes, I am.  I miss our dollar.  I think that's what I miss most.  Their coins are kinda dumb here.  Though I think the two pound coin, cause they have neat designs :D

Before we left the middle of the city, we went to go eat at this place called Nando's.  The only thing they do for you there is bring you your food XD  You go up to the counter and order it, and get your own drinks and silverware.  Apparently though, its a really popular place.  It's brazilian, i think.  It's mainly a chicken place, and you can order from really hot, to lemon and herb chicken.  Of course Mell and I got lemon and herb.  I thought of my roomies, and how much they would like the place.  It came with it's own kinda peri-peri hot sauce.  

So melly reminded me of the italian tourists.  We were on the bus and they got on, and they were pretty obnoxious.  Melly was happy they werent american, so people couldnt say 'stupid americans.'  But yeah, they were loud, and blocking the stairs on the bus, and just really stupid and annoying.  Some of their group almosted missed the stop everyone else was getting off at.  I was kinda hoping they would have :P

Anyway, so after getting back from walking around, melly and i decided to go to this polish bar called Bakers Arms.  We thought it would be busy, cause the music was loud [techno-y], and there were laser lights, but like, no one was in there, and the stupid bar tenders couldn't understand us.  So we left, and proceeded to get lost for like, the next hour and a half going home.  Melly was NOT happy.  Very NOT happy.  She hates being lost, and she was lost in heels.  I didn't mind walking, and I knew Meagan wouldn't have, but yeah, melly definitely wanted to stab someone [or me].  Ooops ^^;;

Today.  Today we woke up early [before 11am] and went to church.  It was the first time I've ever been to a pentecostal church.  It was very much what you would expect: lots of singing, lots of jesus, lots of signing about jesus.  I now have tips for how jesse should preach.  Some parts were moving.  Like, shed some tears.  It was nice to be in an environment where Jesus and God were right there in the room for the people.  I mean, it didn't really make me believe more in God necessarily, but I know if I ever wanted to I could make it happen.  After church, we went to melly's grandmother's memorial service for one year of her passing.  That hit home a lot more for me.  More tears there.  I hate how I've become more susceptible to emotion as i've gotten older.  I cry for anything nowadays.  Its kinda lame.  I'm not sure how melly felt, though.  She was silent and stoic through church and the memorial.  Not sure if she's immune or blocking out emotion.

Not sure what we're doing tomorrow, maybe museuming.  I add -ing to anything.  Tehe.

So, shout out to spen spen.  When melly was drunk at the club the other night...

Melly:  "he's not online?  that fucker."

it was hilarious.  she'd prefer you with a british accent btw, its quoted on my twitter ;D

and i'm done.