I've been on my own for the most of the day, walkin around. I was without the camera which was stupid, but there you are. London is an enjoyable place to walk if you can look past the rain.
I'm going to celebrate this anniversary of the birth of the United States on King's Road in the Texas Embassy, an American bar full of expats, students, and like. The camera is definitely coming along. Pictures are forthcoming (I feel like I write that every day).
PICTURE UPDATE:
It was strange to be in London yet be in such an American atmosphere. Also, never call holding two drinks "double fisting" in the UK. They don't have a name for it...just don't say anything.
John Nelson is on the right and his buddy Mike (a New Yorker and big Yankees fan) is on the left. The English like drinking almost as much as the Irish. Much love to John Nelson. It's a shame I'm not gonna be here longer to hang out with this guy. Andy, you are a bad brother for skipping out on London when you come to Europe. Your bro is disappointed. I think he's decided never to speak to you again.
Here's John's British buddy Mark chowing down on the food they finally decided to serve us. It was impossible to get anything to eat because of the huge crowd in the restaurant. We had given up and were going with a liquid dinner until a nice bartender took pity on us.
After a long conversation about the different British accents, I decided to walk home. The tube was a disaster. The ticket machines didn't work so I was let in for free. The train wouldn't come but I couldn't get out again since you need a ticket to get out. I argued my way out and just walked home. I would say it was a straight shot down Strands/Fleet St, but in my case it was a bit more zig-zag.
Where am I?!
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