Day One

...or is it two? Can't say definitively. What I can say is this (there they're in bullet points because proper sentence structure is too much for my sleep-deprived brain to handle*) -

1. Fleece lined tights are the greatest invention ever created. Seriously, buy yourself a pair. You'll thank me later. (Looking at you, too, gentlemen readers. Just slip some on under your pants and nobody will be the wiser. I feel that the hugs of a thousand chinchillas are well worth the hassel of striking down gender norms).

2. Enjoying a flight is all about attitude. As you can see from the picture below, mine was rather full. But I soldiered on like the best of them. I'm a trooper like that.

Almost Paaaradise, how could we ask for more

3. British people are lovely, but they really should install a couple more "lifts." Although on the brightside, if my knees give out from all of the stairs I should get priority boarding on my return flight.

4. While the US can boast of some fine street performers, the Brits are far more creative when it comes to instrument selection. There was the man casually walking down the street with an upright bass on his shoulder (you know, like a cello but of the plus size model variety). There was also some Aussie flare in the Tube station with the didgeridoo player going at it like Kenny G from down under.

Tried to spice up the classic tourist shot with a weird camera angle. Too bad it looks like I was just too lazy to get a better view.

*evidently so is spelling, look above for evidence. Pathetic.