Day 13 - London
We both slept in abit because of the rough night last night. I still can't believe we helped a cabbie change a flat last night...haha. Nevermind that, i can't believe he let us do it in the state we were in. We did the whole thing....it wouldn't surprise me if the tire fell off soon as he got around the corner.
Anyways, we had breakie at the hostel around 11 and were on the streets by 11:30ish. We're staying at the Generator up by Kings Cross. It's a huge hostel with a full cafeteria, laundry, probably at least 100 beds (probably much more) and a full bar with events going on each night. The best part is that they have happy hour everynight from 6-9 (i pound pints of McEwans).
So, we hit the streets with the tour bus pass that we bought at the hostel. We were with the Original Bus Company (or something like that). The pass lets you jump on and off any of their red, open topped, double decker busses as much as you want for a 24 hour period. A bus goes by each of their 60 or so stops every 15 minutes, so jumping on and off was easy. We rode most of the loop getting off at Trafalgar Square, Buckingham Palace, and near London Bridge to walk around. From London Bridge we jumped on a boat for a ride on the Thames River that took us from London Bridge to Tower Bridge. The buses and boat were a great waz to get oriented with everything (although it was pretty expensive - 16 pounds) and they all the buses and boat had a tour guide with a microphone who explained where you were and told different stories about each place, so it was worth the money.
We spent the end of the afternoon running around trying to get our Eurail passes validated adn book our train for the next day to Stuttgart to see my buddy Christian and then to Munich (Munchen) for the last two nights of Oktoberfest. Rob also had to get a Simcard for his cell phone, which ended up being a pretty big pain, taking lots of time and costing him alot of money too.
After finally getting everything figured out, we went to Sherlock Holmes' Pub near Trafalgar Square and had fish and chips (only 3 pounds with our tour pass). From there we walked all the way back to our hostel for the night.
We both LOVED London. What a great city. There's so many museums and tours i want to take when we come back near the end of our trip.
That night we were 'supposed' to take it easy and go to bed early because we had a cab coming at 5am to take us to the Waterloo train station to catch our 6am train. We hit a nearby grocery store adn go some bread, meat, and cheese for the train the next daz. After that we popped in the bar for a happy hour pint. There was a beer bong competition going on that neither of us wanted to go in, but of course, me with my rubber arm, Canadian beer drinking pride, and the honour of Clark Hall Pub to defend, i was on stage within minutes in front of a packed bar. There was a big group of Brits and Scots who were all tanked and yelling at me and calling me a wanker while i was on stage, hat backwards (nobody wears hats at all in Europe, so i get stares for the hat alone) and sporting my Metallica tour shirt. I shut them up pretty quickly though when i put down the pint through the giant funnel with the fastest time by almost half (you should be pround Mom!). My time held up and i won the 1 pint competition and then was 'forced' to go back up for the 2 pint competition and came in second! All that hard work, training all summer came in handy! So i won a bunch of more beer adn had not choice but to stay and drink it.
We hung out a bunch during the past two days with an American guy, Chris, from Colorado. He is an exact mix of my two buddies Kevin MacLean (he loves civil engineering; especially bridges and buildings and LOVES to talk about them) and Dave Nielsen (he's from Colorado and is very cheap). The similarities were scary.
I've decided that i don't reallz like English guys (based on not even two days in England). From what I've seen so far, they're either A) flaming homosexual type; or B) soccer hooligan type who have a huge chip on their shoulders all the time and look like they're about two words away from fighting whoever's close.
Anyways, finally got to bed at 1ish for about 3 hours of sleep.
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