London's Calling
This set requires some explaining. We had an awlful time in the Chunnel, Nick thought it might be cool and didn't look for alternate means of getting from Paris to London. Well, the Chunnel is overpriced and we were stuck somewhere between the two places for over four hours. When I found out that flying would have been tons cheaper, I was a little miffed.
To make amends, he brought me the only flower he could find:
Our first view of London itself, how touristy:
This is Nick in the hotel looking all pissed at me because I was being stubborn:
After making up, we decided to go meet my good friend Neene. She was over there on a study abroad program:
We walked through Chinatown, London style:
And then had dinner with Neene and her posse:
The rest of these pictures were from our trip to Leeds Castle, the prettiest as they claim. Tons of pictures, but I only feel like posting these:
The day after Leeds, we explored around London with Neene. These are few in front and around Buckingham Palace:
And then, of course, the penis shot. In Amsterdam it was the national tower, in Paris, the effiel, and in London, Cleopatra's Needle:
