Within the time span of 24 hours, I went to London and back and had a crazy day full of events. The trip started (and ended) at G & D’s. On our way to the train station, Callie, Austin, and I got waffle cones, with chocolate sauce in the cone, a scoop of chocolate and a scoop of vanilla. Our train left at 2:30ish. We arrived in London, and took a taxicab to our hostel around 4:15. We stayed at the London Eye Hostel, which was only a few blocks away from the real London Eye, although you couldn’t actually see it from the hostel. We had 5 o’clock reservations at the Texas Embassy, which is only a restaurant, nothing else, so we had to quickly change and get ready. Of course, Callie and Austin ended up waiting on me… We enjoyed chips, salsa, and queso, but not so much our meals. After that we had tickets to Chicago, the best musical in the entire world. We got there on time, and had to pick up our tickets at will call, Austin got his, I got mine, and then Callie tried to get hers.
The man asked (in a Brit accent), “What’s the surname?”
Callie: “Partee.”
Man: …silent, but had a strange look on his face.
Callie: “Partee.”
Man: No change.
Callie: “Callie Partee.”
Man: “OH! Your name is Partee!”
Yea, we’re still laughing about that. Chicago was phenomenal. Although, the song “They Both Reached for the Gun” wasn’t as good as it was in New York. But that’s my only one of dos complaints. Since I am a Chicago fanatic, I sat in the middle and would sporadically explain what was going on, because unless you know, it could be confusing and not make sense. So this one time I was talking, and maybe I might have been talking a little too loudly, this woman sitting way diagonally in the row in front of us turns around, gives me a death stare, and shushes me as loudly and obnoxiously as she possibly can. Needless to say…Austin, Callie, and I all tried to muffle our laughing. The play was excellent. After that we decided to go back to our hostel. There was a lounge area and a pool table. We opted to watch a movie, District 9. Obviously I could’ve cared less to watch this movie, which was displayed when I fell asleep 4 minutes into it. After the movie we went up to our room, which we shared with 12 other strangers…weird and awkward.
The next day, we woke up at nine, only because check out was at ten. We hopped on one of those red, sightseeing tour buses. We rode on top, and in the very back, our usual spot on the bus. However, it was freezing cold, and the driver probably got up to 45 mph. After that, we decided to move to the sheltered bottom of the bus. We had already seen, the London Eye, Big Ben and St. Paul’s Cathedral by that time. After the tour, we took jump picks in front of Big Ben. We were starving at this point, so the next thing to do was get lunch. We were completely indecisive about where to go, but got a taxicab anyway. The driver got frustrated that we had no idea where we wanted him to take us. Note to self, don’t get a taxicab if you don’t know where you want to go. Done and done. Austin finally told the cabi where to take us. A restaurant called ASK. On the way… another car cut off our driver. I had never heard someone use so many curse words in a real life scenario, until then. Our driver sped up and cut off that car, then they both rolled their windows down and started yelling at each other. It was pretty intense/epic.
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