London or Bust

So it turned out that Ryan was unable to receive his passport in time for our trip out to see Bridge in London so he had to stay behind. :(

Our friend Nadia was nice enough to give Justin and Myself a lift to the airport. We parted ways and she told us that she felt really sad, "I feel like my babies are leaving me," she said as we walked away. She'll make a great mom someday.

We arrived almost 2 hours before our flight because we we're unsure what to expect since neither of us has ever traveled internationally. At least not outside of the Navy that is. Well it didn't take us long to realize that this was in fact a mistake and now we were going to have to sit and wait the remaining 1 hour and 45 minutes before our flight.

Lucky for us there was a bar.

1 hour 44 minutes, countless drinks, and multiple drunk texts to friends and family alike I realized that there was no longer anyone at our gate. The flight attendant was actually about to close the door so we quickly and clumsily gathered up our carry-ons and stumbled to the gate, Justin still choking down his final shot. (what a mess)

Needless to say, we made it with mere seconds to spare. *whew*

The flight to San Francisco was short but not without incident. Justin and I were both being obnoxious and the guy sitting next to us would have none of it. He told us multiple times to, "Watch our mouths," and Justin ended up nicknaming him the Pope, which I believe he called him to his face on a few occasions.

Luckily we made it off the airplane without being arrested or getting our asses kicked.

The layover in SF was shorter than I expected and we ended sprinting to our gate beers in hand, which we had just purchased moments before. lol. Typical.

We, again, barely made the flight.

Once we found our seats Justin sat down and began making conversation with the Lady he was sitting next to and I went to stow my carry on. The bag wouldn't fit right away and the old man sitting behind me spoke up, "Isn't that the model reviewed by Consumer Reports and is supposed to be 2 in too big for overheads?" I looked at him, turned my bag sideways, and said, "Mark 1, Consumer Reports 0, in your face Consumer Reports." He just laughed.

The flight went by rather quick. Shortly after take off they served dinner and after that the previously consumed alcohol took over and made the pair of us pass out. I didn't wake back up until we were flying over Iceland. That is less than an hour from England.

So for all of you thinking how irresponsible we were for our previous actions, all i have to say is this. It is less than two days into our trip and both Justin and I are completely adjusted to the time zone difference already. lol. Although this may not be the most intelligent way to travel, it is important to note that it does in fact work. Enter disclaimer here.

Well. I am sure I missed something so I will let Justin fill in the blanks when he gets a chance. I'll write more soon. For photos: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/album.php?aid=2018778&id=1425669475
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