Thursday, 23 August 2007

Merry old England

I'm here! I arrived at the ungodly hour of 5am this morning, after an apparently super quick flight which I mostly slept through (I know, I'm blessed) to arrive in a very uninteresting Heathrow Airport, which looked way too much like the Lyell McEwan hospital for comfort (not the snazzy new bit, but the back bit the plebs work in. Oh yes, I so have insider knowledge about the lyell mac).

Anyway, made myself a bit more presentable and then headed on to brave customs. Um, hello? Customs? Are you there? I think it's all just an imaginary concept. No one threatened me with bodily harm, or had me dump my underwear all over a stainless steel table. I feel as if I missed out, really.

I got into the arrivals area at around 6am local time which was way before 10am (well, duh) and thus so the wrong time to head in to the city to meet Vanessa for lunch. So I tried to twiddle my thumbs but the arrivals area of Heathrow has nothing there. It was tres disappointing. I was expecting trapeze artists and fire breathers at the very least.

I managed to wander around for about an hour before succumbing to the inevitable. I hopped the tube and made my way in to the city and London Bridge Station (not that it's really near the bridge... but I hope to see it one day!) I contacted Vanessa, we arranged to meet, I stuck my foot in a pot hole. A tiny little pot hole, no bigger than a bread and butter plate (in fact, I think it was even smaller), but so deep that I sank up to my knee. Needless to say, I provided amusement for the hoards of tourists lined up to enter "The London Dungeon" (It looked a bit like the Night Train, except ghost ride-ier). Finally met Vanessa, gave her her pressies, which she loved (or, at least, she told me she loved - don't disillusion me, Vanessa!) and then made my way to her place. Met her flatmate's friend who is also visiting from Adelaide and proceeded to settle myself in. I have now wandered down to the picturesque main street (it so looks like an English village thing!) and am typing for you, dear friends. Awesome fun times, is it not?

I was going to attempt to post some piccies I've taken but I think the internet cafe has conspired against such an action. No doubt I will find a way around it sooner or later...

Speak to ya all soon!

4 comments:

Kylie G said...

Hello from Adelaide! So you traveled all around the world and one of the first people you meet is from your home town? Next think you know Farnsey and Barnsey songs will be haunting you around Europe. Trust me. Thanks for the giggle, sorry to laugh at your pot-hole misfortune, but it supplied much merriment on my dull Adelaide morning.

Mum & Dad said...

Hi Cass
Look fwd to seeing the pics
Luv Mum & Dad

Kylie G said...

Dear Cassie - just so you know, while you are travelling Inverness, Mr David Tennant will be making an appearance in Blackpool to turn on some lights (apparently?).
You call yourself a stalker? Bad planning stalker-cass!
Here's an article to tell you more. http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2001320029-2007390049,00.html

TravellerCass said...

Thanks for the hot tip, Kylie! Anne had already put me on to it... it's happening the first day of my Scottish tour, tho. Bummer.