London: Day One

After some brief catching up with Jaime and Daniel, Daniel left for his bachelor party weekend in Amsterdam. In turn, I have sequested the Jaime. I'm sure we'll be doing absolutely nothing as debaucherous as what the boys are up to in the 'dam.

Quickly after I arrived, Dan's mom was picking us up for a quick drive to Surrey - where the wedding will take place. Jaime was going to have a meeting at the wedding site to finalize some last minute deets. I was super blown away by the impressive acreage and serenity of Clandon. It's going to be a beautiful wedding for sure.

There is so much to do on the grounds as well. I can't wait to be dressed up and at the petting zoo after the ceremony is done. It's going to rock! Dan's mom, who is one of the nicest people ever, explained to us the idea behind Clandon and how it came to be acquired by the government. Then, she drove us back to Jaime's and past the famous Wimbledon tennis courts.

Once we got back, I took a nap of the ages while Jaime ran some errands. I woke up to a tanner, shopped-out Jaime. It was pretty funny. Once the grogginess wore off, Himie and I decided to explore.

Jamie and I walked around East London. Saw tons of stuff. Buckingham Palace. London Eye. Parliament. Big Ben. Picadilly Circus. Lots, duh. Then, we had the most delicious fish 'n' chips ever. I ate until it, literally, hurt. My digestive system said no, but my tastes buds disagreed. I pressed on until my plate was clean and my stomach was stretched.

While we walked around I took a few silly pictures - as is my nature. Here are a few...

1. Nelson Mandela('s statue) thinks I'm silly. 2. I scaled Parliament:

It started getting super chilly so Jaime and I retired to her flat. We floundered on the couch since we'd eaten so damn much and I started planning what we could do the following day. I didn't get much done though, because I was extrememly distracted by gChat and the entire first season of "Little Britain." It's pretty funny.

We'll see what the Himie-san and I get up to tomorrow. Lateskis, brosefs!

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