Day 1- Can be described in two words; jet lag. The flight ran smoothly, but Ellery was the only one who took advantage of the time we had to sleep. The rest of us went nuts over the entertainment system, watching multiple movies over a sad little meal (complimentary, of course). I went to sleep for a few hours while we were over the Atlantic, and woke up to greenery and sunshine. Ellery and I payed a few games on the console, and we were in the London-Heathrow Airport! Dad insisted on leading, which normally would have made me upset. I was too excited about being in London. We went outside and called a taxi, which looked like a normal car, except it had two pull out chairs and the drivers seat was on the right. Our driver was a friendly ex-cop who took us on the “scenic” route to our hotel, showing us places such as Hyde Park and Saville Row. We went to two next door places that sold the exact same thing-sandwiches and baguettes. The Covent Gardens, a sort of outdoor mall that we went after lunch, had exciting things such as an opera singer, outdoor eating places, and lots of stalls. It was reminiscent of a mall in Los Angeles, but with an older feel. There was a hat vendor, and Dad bought me a striped hat for 10 pound. Then the jet-lag hit. We practically passed out in the lobby of our hotel waiting for our check-in time. We got into the room and quickly monopolized the bed. My family says I was a bit delirious, but you can ask them;I don’t remember a thing. By dinner, I was hungering for a traditional fish and chips meal. However, at the Engineer, our pub, there was no fish and chips!!! The lamb was incredible, though, and the ginger cake was fabulous. Tomorrow we’re going to the famous places in London (joy) and I WILL get my fish and chips!
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