Apr 5, 2009

Brinner & Camden = Heavenly

When Mark and I arrived to London, we had to fill out little cards with our passport information and whom we were visiting and an address for that person. Of course Mark and I are incredibly responsible so we didn't bring an address. We explained to the lady that she lived in Middlesex, but that didn't help much because saying someone lives in Middlesex is like saying someone lives in Montana. She asked for another form of identification and Mark showed her his military I.D. and she says "Oh!" and abruptly stamps our passports and waves us by. Even in the U.S. the military doesn't get that sort of reaction or trust.

45 minutes later we have traveled the '1.7' miles home from the airport. If there's one area that the British should pull their heads out of their asses, it's with their road system. Everything is a roundabout with 31 lights and everyone driving like their running late for the World Cup.

The first day we just chilled, Brigid made us some Pokemon mac n' cheese with some hot dogs, and then Brinner later on. (Brinner is the shiznit) We crashed early.

The next morning we took Dexter (Brigid's puppy) to a nearby park to get a morning workout in. It was a pretty nice park with a 1 mile route which is much better than a track. We also saw this incredible cemetery next to the park. I'd show pictures but we're going to see a better one in the next couple days here.

We did, however, get a great Crossfit-esque picture at the park. If only we had our Crossfit shirts on...

After showering and what-not we went to an area of London called Camden. It is definitely the coolest Market I've ever been to. There were so many cool shirts and hats and shutter shades and glow in the dark spiky beanie hats... no, seriously. There is a store there called Cyber Dog that literally looks like a Rave house. All the clothes are ridiculous, there was a D.J. there at 2 p.m., and of course the bin of glow-sticks available by the door. Good news, we got D some sweet ass raver clothes!!!

I would go on to tell you what we did that night, but I can't remember any of it. I'll leave that to Mark. Peace!!

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