So I went to London over spring break with one of my English classes. While there, I didn't have consistent wifi and had a ton of things I wanted to post on Twitter (because I'm a Twitter fiend). So I made a list of things I would've said. They don't include hashtags and I don't know how many characters, for those who are on the tweet police. Here we go.
Plane to London:
If there aren't any good movies on this flight I'm not gonna be happy.
Oooh, cute British boy next to me on the plane. Helloooo there.
WHERE THE HECK IS MY MINI TV
Oh, hiding in my armrest. Homeboy (not the cute one) who has bad breath helped me out.
The Bourne Legacy. Not that great of a movie. Redeeming point: Jeremy Renner.
I've literally slept an hour on this flight. Yeah, it's as miserable as it sounds.
Looper is also a very strange movie. Still trying to figure that one out.
FINALLY. THIS FLIGHT IS OVER.
Cute boy is married. In case anyone was curious.
Day 1
It's raining y'all. Shocker.
The highway looks remarkably like I35. Except everyone is driving on the wrong side of the road.
Metric system. What is this.
Why does America not conform to normal ways of measurement? This is getting complicated.
Those little black cabs aren't just in movies. They're real. Resisting urge to take a picture.
Harrod's is the Macy's of London. Except like a million times more absurd.
The mesh between modern and historical is nuts.
Piccadilly Circus isn't actually a circus, for those of you who are as confused as I was
One of my roommates just said "I brought money for booze and food", so this week will be an adventure.
Day 2
My apartment is so hot that I didn't even sleep under the covers. Yeesh.
DANG IT'S SO COLD OUTSIDE.
I love London.
Homeboy tour guide keeps cracking himself up with jokes we don't get. Awkward.
I've seen JK Rowling's, George Orwell's, and Sean Connery's London homes. Wow.
There's an absurd amount of sports cars here. And there's perpetually traffic.
I just saw the places Jack the Ripper killed his victims. Dang.
I'm a boss at the tube. DON'T STOP ME NOW
Day 3
Welp. Woke up late this morning and my TA yelled at me. Because she wasn't 30 minutes late yesterday or anything...
This post WWII architectural tour of the London business district is probably the most miserable experience of my life. Boring, and it's -8C outside.
So this morning is basically the worst.
Are you kidding me. She just skipped the spot where Diagon Alley was filmed. ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
Dr. V, bless you for letting us escape.
I still can't believe she skipped Harry Potter. What is wrong with that woman.
In other news, the Tower of London is the coolest thing ever.
It's like 1000 years old. Literally.
French food is shockingly delicious. Said the American.
Day 4
It's bitterly cold. And snowing. Disaster.
Tour guide is an hour late. AKA time for breakfast.
Our guide is adorable, but I can't feel my toes. Win-lose situation.
No, cashier homeboy. Not every American is from NYC.
This lecture on 20th century London is pretty boring.
WADDEP LES MISERABLE ON STAGE IN LONDON.
Wow. BRB weeping. That was beautiful.
Oh yeah sure, Berry the theater manager. We would love a tour of the stage.
That just happened. Oh my gosh.
Day 5
Wind is probably the worst thing ever.
Walking through the East End. My tour guide is a weirdo, but hilarious.
Just saw where the Liberty Bell was made. I love history.
Westminster Abbey. Holy cow.
There is a remarkable number of dead nobility and royalty.
Okay. Churchill's War Rooms rock. If you don't know what that is, google it.
Spotted: couple making out on the tube.
"Old Times" is a terrible play. Don't ever see it.
Day 6
Finally. A day where the wind isn't blowing my face off.
The Dickens museum is pretty cool. Not a huge Dickens fan, but, hey, I was just in homeboy's house!
That moment when you can't remember the name of a song and some cute, British boy next to you calls "Get Low" and you're like "YES."
Now the Sherlock Holmes museum is what I've really been waiting for.
Aw yeah. That was awesome. I love Sherlock Holmes.
The London Eye. Yes. So much yes.
London is a pretty incredible city, y'all.
Day 7
The Tate Museum of Modern Art? Nope. Exiled. Get me to Trafalgar Square.
But I did get to cross that one bridge that the Death Eaters wrecked in HP6
The British Library is so cool.
I just saw some of Shakespeare's manuscripts. My mind is so blown right now.
WHEN MYLES AND LINLEY MEET IN LONDON!!! Who really gets to see their roommate while they're both abroad? Like, this is awesome.
I just navigated the tube by myself. I win life.
Day 8
I just climbed 175 stairs. Pro status.
Athens Parthenon sculptures. So awesome I can't even handle it.
The Rosetta Stone is huge. I rename it the Rosetta Boulder.
Helloooo Windsor Castle.
This is the coolest place ever. I'm so blown away.
The Queen is in the building. WHERE YOU AT HOMEGIRL.
I've come full circle. Started the trip in the rain and am ending it in the rain.
Craving Fuego so badly right now.
Last dinner in London. Crazy. But it's time.
Day 9
It's 5:15 in the morning. Yep.
Oh my gosh. It's so dang cold out here.
Boom. All my pounds spent. I got some socks with the map of the London tube on them.
Sitting next to my prof on the plane.
He just said that the movie Bridesmaids was "a classic". All the lolz.
Homeboy in front of us has been hitting the happy juice like it's his job.
He definitely just stumbled into the bathroom, running into the food cart along the way. Nice.
Movie time. First choice: Spider-Man. Why hello there, Andrew Garfield.
Dr. V is passed out. Mouth open and everything.
Casino Royale Time. Waddup James Bond.
90% of my favorite fictional characters are British. And cover everything from Ron Weasley to James Bond.
All I want is Fuego right now.
How the heck am I supposed to go to the bathroom when my prof, who is still sound asleep, is in my way.
Boom. He just got up to check on everyone. I'm probably telepathic.
And my third movie of the flight is 101 Dalmatians.
Y'all. Cruella DeVil is a total psycho. And Anita and Rodger got married extraordinarily fast.
When Mr. Weasley and Dr. House steal 15 puppies...
Seriously, why did my parents let me watch this movie?
What the heck. All of Downton Abbey season 2 has been on British Airways TV and I didn't even know it. THIS IS THE WORST. Only have time for like 2 episodes.
Back in College Station. Customs took two hours. Hurrumph.
What. The trunk to the van that brought us up is super stuck.
Been sitting here for two hours while people try to wrench this thing open.
OF COURSE. Right when I leave to go get my car, they pop the trunk open. Typical.
FUEGO AT LONG LAST.
Home. In bed. What a trip.
So that was my London adventures in tweet form. It was an awesome trip, full of new discoveries, cool accents, the tube, freezing cold mornings, and a ton of incredible history. I can't wait to go back someday.
