Our London flat

Barbs flight ended up super delayed and we set out to figure how to get to the city  with simple directions offered to us closer to 2:30 rather than 12:15. We laughed as every train we stepped on at one point or another announced delays, if even for a couple minutes. It was our first day's theme, we agreed. 

After finally meeting the person that let us in and showed us the flat we rented through airbnb.com. We initially resisted collapsing for the need for food - naturally. The area is really artsy and like a very trendy Brooklyn hood.

I love the local graffiti. Barb & I agreed it reminded us of our friend chad, somehow. :)

Arrival!

The flight was fine though it reminded me of a hospital stay. Just as I was falling asleep the crew would wake you to serve a meal or sell duty free goods. 

Customs though was a speedy breeze!  

Landed safe though. That's all that matters.. That and convincing myself its breakfast time. I totally feel like I slept 6 hrs when it's more like 30 mins. 

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Ugh.  My 2 hr wait just got closer to 3.5 hrs. I'm at Heathrow waiting for my friend barb to arrive from Atlanta but her Delta flight has been delayed over an hr. she's not gonna be happy, I'm sure. 

Meanwhile I'm sure glad I brought some Lawrenceville Jack reserve and an apple for my emergency snack. 

Now I'm tempted to nap but scared I'll wake with 50 less pounds of luggage. :/