So we made it to London, after two hours of sleep and 16 hours of travel. Only to get to one of the biggest airports in the world, London Heathrow. We first headed to customer were we happy to see a line of about 400 people. We waited and hour and a half in a line with a family and screaming baby ahead of us and toddlers that enjoyed hugging our legs and running around us....not the cute kind. The couple behind us no sense of person space and felt that it was necessary to aggressively tap our shoulders and yell AHH every time there was half a step room in front of us. He and his wife spoke no English and we felt like farm animals being corralled. Once we got to the desk the customs office asked us one simple question " why are you here today" glanced at our passport stamped it and we were on our way.

Next was getting our luggage and trying to get to our hostel. We decided that the underground subway was best option. So we headed to the subway got our ticket, stepped into the subway and we were off. After one transfer of subway lines and just over an hour we had come to our find stop Lamberth North. We climbed around 50 with 40 pound suitcases and our backpack and headed for daylight. We went stepped out onto the road we came to realise the intersection went 6 way and the streets were not so clearly marked. After 15 minutes of deliberations we decided to head down a street that looked promising turns but turned out we were in  the polar opposite direction. Round two began as we travelled for 20 minutes without success but closer to our final destination. We paused for a moment to gather ourselves to quickly see a man with suit coming out of the only street we had not gone down yet. We figured it looked promising and followed his trails (Karen your way does work!). We finally arrived to the London Eye. ( Alyse getting lost is what travelling is all about!!)

Our night at the hostel was interesting. Our room was on the top floor and had to climb another 25 stairs to get there. Once we entered we opened the door to see a clean small room packed with 5 sets of triple bunk beds. There wasn't enough room to leave our all 15 peoples belongings on the floor, we had to place them on our beds.We were only there for hald an hour before we battle the crazy street and the london subway once again.  That night we both slept with ear plugs but there was no curtan on the window and someone wanted the window open. (probably because it was 100 degrees in the room). Even with ear plugs we were still able to hear the 3 am argument between 2 drunk English boys who were arguing over a girl who had apparently slept with both of them. Allison was also in the middle, she learnt very fast that Kirsten moves a lot and very roughly in her sleep, also the guy sleeping under me did the same thing. I felt like i was trapped in moving box and i could stop myself from rocking.

This morning we packed our bags and got into our hotel where we meet up with our tour group. Our room is very small but this is paradise compared to last nights adventures in the dorm. We spent the entire day walking around central London observing the London Eye, Big Ben and Westminster's Abbey. More excitingly we took the double Decker bus around town, and ending up getting lost. Turns out we went 45 Minutes in the wrong direction from our hotel, we have located the H and M, the M.A.C store, top shop, mark and Spencer's and pizza hut. We have come conclusion that the buses are more exciting but the subways are easier to get around in.

Tomorrow we are off to Paris, but leave at 645 in the morning.
Night Night to you folks back home.
ps. London's was cooler.

THIS IS WHERE WE CAME OUT OF THE SUBWAY

THIS IS ONE VIEW OF THE 6 STREET INTERSECTION.