Exit: Pursued by Bear

'Lo all. We switched hostels today (traveling on Sunday morning is awesome, btw--- and the tube was open! I think it was a gift just for us), and were miraculously on time to meet Joanne and Jack (brilliant British babysitter and son of my babyhood) - I mean really. I'm never on time driving over the hill and yet we make it across London just fine. We went to the Globe (everybody giving in to the stirrings of my English major heart), and learned that the first time it burned down was because of a live canon on stage setting fire to their own roof. Awesome. And they're staging that play again for the very first time since the fire (Henry VIII chimes in Christine)-- bad juju, wouldn't you think? Delicious pizza followed and a lovely talk with Joanne (though Jack was adorably laconic and sweetly patient).

Christine and I ran back in to see the rest of the Globe exhibit and waxed on about Shakespeare in Love awesomeness and beautiful swordsmen and our conviction to go to Shakespeare in the park. We tried to make it to the Tate, got as far as tea, cookies, and coffee, and had to leave out of total incapacitating exhaustion. Well, mine. Christine is amazing and wasn't slurring her words or looking at the world through heavy, heavy lids.

Now, we are deciding what to do for dinner, discussing how many kisses in Switzerland, and if we're awake, catching a drink later with our roommates (one German girl, one Argentine guy, and two Brazilian guys-- all very nice).

Hillspring

Our hostel was hard to get to, but it was totally worth it. Check out the awesomeness! There are four beds and we are hoping we are the only ones in it, but we are not holding our breaths. Lots of crooks and crannies every where. College dorm meets 6-year-old bedroom in IKEA.

Mind the gap...

We have arrived safely in London. To any vegetarians out there remember to call the airline ahead of time if you don't want to choose between chicken and beef. I ended up eating a lot of crackers and rolls : )

We took the underground to our hostel and of course we had to stop at King Cross. We were not the only visitors to platform 9 3/4, there many there from all different countries. It was very fun.



Liz awesomely navigated us through not only the underground but onto a bus when we discovered the last two stops were under construction. This despite sleep deprivation. Backpacks on the second level of the bus is not the greatest idea. And of course after the public transportation part of our trip it started to pour.

We are safely in our hostel and deciding if we have the energy to go out and eat dinner.

Welcome

Well we haven't left yet. Liz and I are both in the kitchen packing and planning. The most important choices are being made; what to put in our backpacks.

We have set up our blog though. I am not sure how this blog is going to work once we are abroad. If we don't update in the next few days then we have been denied free internet. Eventually we will get withdrawals and we will find some way to log on.

If you are wondering about the title of our travel blog follow this link 500 Miles.