London, England
Arriving in London was another memorable adventure in our trip. From the airport, we were supposed to take the train into the city and that was where Pat and Emma were going to meet us. So by the time our plane got in and we got our bags, we didn’t have much time to get our train tickets and get on the train. We got our tickets and the lady tells us it’s on platform whatever and that it is leaving 10 minutes. So we rush over there and as soon as a train arrives, Tammy and I hop on and get settled. After about an hour on the train, I notice one of the stops and I don’t see our stop listed. I turn to Tammy and ask her, “What do you think the odds are that we got on the wrong train?” She looks at me kind of like what? And I get up to look at a map and we all know how much I hate maps. I ask this elderly lady if this train was heading into London and with the most sympathetic expressions was like :
“No, this train is heading away from London”
CRAP.
She tells us to get off the train and get back onto the next train heading in the opposite direction. We grab our stuff as we approach the next stop and hurry off the train and try to figure out how to get on the other side. We ask someone and he tells us to go up the stairs and to cross over. He tells us to hurry because that would be the last train. So we go and are about midway when we see the train coming. Tammy and I start to run. I make it onto the train and Tammy steps up but as she steps up her bag breaks.
INSERT: Florence Bags.
Im not sure if I have already mentioned the designer bags we got in Florence but they were an ongoing joke throughout our entire trip after we got them at the markets. After having to layer on our clothing and carry stuff through the airports to reach luggage restrictions we decided to buy bigger carry ons. So we bought these “real” designer handbags at a market. The man tried to convince us that they were real gucchi and fendi. Of course we knew they weren’t, but we humored him. By the time we got to Dublin, the straps had broken off my bag and I had to carry it around like a sack of potatoes. Thank god I got a new cute (which I still have in perfect shape) from Pennies in Dublin! But I guess now…it was Tammy’s turn.
So her long strap breaks off her bag and as she is stepping up the step her bag falls back down and then man behind her reaches down to grab her bag, to help her and as he grabs the short handle, that breaks off too. I start dying of laughter as the man hands her the handle and then picks up her bag and gives it to her. We didn’t make it far into the train because we couldn’t stop laughing. We were both in tears from laughing so hard as we finally headed on the right train INTO London.




The next day Emma had to work so Pat took Tammy and I around and we saw Westminister Abbey, House of Parliament, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, the London Eye, St. James Park, Millenium Bridge and St. Pauls Cathedral. It was a full day of sightseeing but we definitely took the time to have a break and have a pitcher of pimms right across from the London eye
That night when Emma got off work, we met up with Sukh and went out in the Cameden area.
The day before my birthday, Tammy and I went to the British Museum, by this time, I was interested in Museums again so it was nice to see it. I also made Tammy ride in a taxi cab because I thought they were adorable After the Museum we met at Emma’s work because it was the day that Nick Rose was arriving in London.
August 15th- a birthday I wont ever forget.
I haven’t mentioned it yet but London was a part of my trip that I was looking forward to a lot. Much like seeing Michele, I was going to be reunited with some of the people that made my first year in college so memorable. These are friends that I made in SB that I know I will be friends with for a long time. And even though it had been two years since I had seen them, I knew that it was going to be perfect. And it was.
We woke up that morning and got bagels in Brick Lane, smoked hooka at this one café and then went back to Pat and Emma’s to set up for the night. This birthday wasn’t about getting crazy, it was more about spending time with the people who traveled all over England to be with me. Words couldn’t and still can’t express the gratitude I felt for Pat and Emma hosting the party and Nick, Chris, Sarah and Sukh for traveling to be with me on my birthday. It was great. One of the most memorable birthdays I’ve ever had.
The next day Tammy, Chris, Sukh and I went to Hyde park. We walked around and saw the Princess Diana memorial. It was nice to spend some quality time with Chris and Sukh. After that Chris left so Sukh took us to have dinner in Notting hill. I chose Notting hill because I loved that movie when I was younger. LAME..i know
On the 17th day of August, Mr. James Finburg decided to grace me with his presence and on this day, everything felt complete. We went and saw Tower bridge AKA London Bridge, had lunch in Brick Lane, smoked more Hooka and then checked out Victoria Park. We sat there awhile, Nick met up with us and we drank Pimms, it was so nice. Another moment where I wished America was like this, full of beautiful parks where you could sit and enjoy a beverage with some friends.
The next day was the day we planned to meet up with Aj and Claire. Word on the street was that there was a freebirds in London, so that was our mission. Aj, Claire, Tammy, Jamesy, Pat and Emma and I went to Picadilly circus and went to “Freebirds.” It was really a burrito stand. Same kind of European Mexican food, nothing really to write home about, but it was a funny coincidence.
After getting freebirds we went to the train station because we were going to Brighton for the day. Brighton is the city where many of the foreigners live/go to school. We first went to James’ place so he could change and waited for Chris to meet us there. He came with a few of his friends, a couple I remember and had met before when they came to visit him at UCSB. We check out this huge palace, the brighton pier, and then met back up with Emma, Pat and James at the beach. We sat there for a bit, drank more pimms and then walked around. I saw the areas that they call North and South Lane. Pat and Emma left early and Tammy and I stayed. We went to a pub with James and a friend of his and met up with Ellie. Then we had to get going. I didn’t really want to leave. This feeling was getting repetitive and it happened everytime I had to say goodbye. Chris walked us to the train station and then Tammy and I headed back to London.
Our flight the next morning wasn’t until 8pm so that morning we headed to kings cross to check out platform 9 ¾ . We had a fun photoshoot and then left to the Canner Wharf to say bye to Sukh. This area was very futuristic and modern. We hung out for awhile and then headed back home to pack up. We spent every last pound on the taxi ride to the airport. I had been telling people that I was ready to go home and that I was tired of traveling but right when we started landing onto US soil, I INSTANTLY, wanted to be back.
It was one of those things where I was to caught up in what I was doing to realize how great I had it. Because of my cheapass and Tammys patience we stayed in the night at JFK. We arrived back to California around 11am…exhausted and a bit sad to be back.
Back to reality. Back to where I didn’t know when I’d see some of the best people I know again, I was a college grad, broke, unemployed, with no idea what to do next. It’s no surprise I was a bit depressed but without a doubt, a part of me was happy(for a lack of better terms) because summer of 2009 was the best summer of my life.
























Arriving in London was another memorable adventure in our trip. From the airport, we were supposed to take the train into the city and that was where Pat and Emma were going to meet us. So by the time our plane got in and we got our bags, we didn’t have much time to get our train tickets and get on the train. We got our tickets and the lady tells us it’s on platform whatever and that it is leaving 10 minutes. So we rush over there and as soon as a train arrives, Tammy and I hop on and get settled. After about an hour on the train, I notice one of the stops and I don’t see our stop listed. I turn to Tammy and ask her, “What do you think the odds are that we got on the wrong train?” She looks at me kind of like what? And I get up to look at a map and we all know how much I hate maps. I ask this elderly lady if this train was heading into London and with the most sympathetic expressions was like :
“No, this train is heading away from London”
CRAP.
She tells us to get off the train and get back onto the next train heading in the opposite direction. We grab our stuff as we approach the next stop and hurry off the train and try to figure out how to get on the other side. We ask someone and he tells us to go up the stairs and to cross over. He tells us to hurry because that would be the last train. So we go and are about midway when we see the train coming. Tammy and I start to run. I make it onto the train and Tammy steps up but as she steps up her bag breaks.
INSERT: Florence Bags.
Im not sure if I have already mentioned the designer bags we got in Florence but they were an ongoing joke throughout our entire trip after we got them at the markets. After having to layer on our clothing and carry stuff through the airports to reach luggage restrictions we decided to buy bigger carry ons. So we bought these “real” designer handbags at a market. The man tried to convince us that they were real gucchi and fendi. Of course we knew they weren’t, but we humored him. By the time we got to Dublin, the straps had broken off my bag and I had to carry it around like a sack of potatoes. Thank god I got a new cute (which I still have in perfect shape) from Pennies in Dublin! But I guess now…it was Tammy’s turn.
So her long strap breaks off her bag and as she is stepping up the step her bag falls back down and then man behind her reaches down to grab her bag, to help her and as he grabs the short handle, that breaks off too. I start dying of laughter as the man hands her the handle and then picks up her bag and gives it to her. We didn’t make it far into the train because we couldn’t stop laughing. We were both in tears from laughing so hard as we finally headed on the right train INTO London.
The next day Emma had to work so Pat took Tammy and I around and we saw Westminister Abbey, House of Parliament, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, the London Eye, St. James Park, Millenium Bridge and St. Pauls Cathedral. It was a full day of sightseeing but we definitely took the time to have a break and have a pitcher of pimms right across from the London eye
That night when Emma got off work, we met up with Sukh and went out in the Cameden area.
The day before my birthday, Tammy and I went to the British Museum, by this time, I was interested in Museums again so it was nice to see it. I also made Tammy ride in a taxi cab because I thought they were adorable After the Museum we met at Emma’s work because it was the day that Nick Rose was arriving in London.
August 15th- a birthday I wont ever forget.
I haven’t mentioned it yet but London was a part of my trip that I was looking forward to a lot. Much like seeing Michele, I was going to be reunited with some of the people that made my first year in college so memorable. These are friends that I made in SB that I know I will be friends with for a long time. And even though it had been two years since I had seen them, I knew that it was going to be perfect. And it was.
We woke up that morning and got bagels in Brick Lane, smoked hooka at this one café and then went back to Pat and Emma’s to set up for the night. This birthday wasn’t about getting crazy, it was more about spending time with the people who traveled all over England to be with me. Words couldn’t and still can’t express the gratitude I felt for Pat and Emma hosting the party and Nick, Chris, Sarah and Sukh for traveling to be with me on my birthday. It was great. One of the most memorable birthdays I’ve ever had.
The next day Tammy, Chris, Sukh and I went to Hyde park. We walked around and saw the Princess Diana memorial. It was nice to spend some quality time with Chris and Sukh. After that Chris left so Sukh took us to have dinner in Notting hill. I chose Notting hill because I loved that movie when I was younger. LAME..i know
On the 17th day of August, Mr. James Finburg decided to grace me with his presence and on this day, everything felt complete. We went and saw Tower bridge AKA London Bridge, had lunch in Brick Lane, smoked more Hooka and then checked out Victoria Park. We sat there awhile, Nick met up with us and we drank Pimms, it was so nice. Another moment where I wished America was like this, full of beautiful parks where you could sit and enjoy a beverage with some friends.
The next day was the day we planned to meet up with Aj and Claire. Word on the street was that there was a freebirds in London, so that was our mission. Aj, Claire, Tammy, Jamesy, Pat and Emma and I went to Picadilly circus and went to “Freebirds.” It was really a burrito stand. Same kind of European Mexican food, nothing really to write home about, but it was a funny coincidence.
After getting freebirds we went to the train station because we were going to Brighton for the day. Brighton is the city where many of the foreigners live/go to school. We first went to James’ place so he could change and waited for Chris to meet us there. He came with a few of his friends, a couple I remember and had met before when they came to visit him at UCSB. We check out this huge palace, the brighton pier, and then met back up with Emma, Pat and James at the beach. We sat there for a bit, drank more pimms and then walked around. I saw the areas that they call North and South Lane. Pat and Emma left early and Tammy and I stayed. We went to a pub with James and a friend of his and met up with Ellie. Then we had to get going. I didn’t really want to leave. This feeling was getting repetitive and it happened everytime I had to say goodbye. Chris walked us to the train station and then Tammy and I headed back to London.
Our flight the next morning wasn’t until 8pm so that morning we headed to kings cross to check out platform 9 ¾ . We had a fun photoshoot and then left to the Canner Wharf to say bye to Sukh. This area was very futuristic and modern. We hung out for awhile and then headed back home to pack up. We spent every last pound on the taxi ride to the airport. I had been telling people that I was ready to go home and that I was tired of traveling but right when we started landing onto US soil, I INSTANTLY, wanted to be back.
It was one of those things where I was to caught up in what I was doing to realize how great I had it. Because of my cheapass and Tammys patience we stayed in the night at JFK. We arrived back to California around 11am…exhausted and a bit sad to be back.
Back to reality. Back to where I didn’t know when I’d see some of the best people I know again, I was a college grad, broke, unemployed, with no idea what to do next. It’s no surprise I was a bit depressed but without a doubt, a part of me was happy(for a lack of better terms) because summer of 2009 was the best summer of my life.
