Grossbritannien

Ah, England. The country I love. Especially London, which I always manage to have a good time in. However my feelings towards London have saddly changed, though not enough that I cease to get excited when I pull into it's chaotic streets.

First of all I am much more aware of them being a police state than I ever was before. Police litter the streets and tube stations, while announcements drone over the PA systems reminding anyone to report suspicious activity, or that they're captured on CCTV. Did you know that Londoners are captured on CCTV an average of 300 times per day? Did you also know you can face jail time for photographing police officers? Did you also know, that being arrested gives the British police the right to take samples of your DNA? For a country that published 1984, they're sure not paying attention. I mean it was a good book, but for other reasons.

However I had a great time hanging out with my friend from Vancouver, Stuart. He was here on business at the same time that I'd be passing through, so it was great to spend two days with him. He's the first friend from Vancouver I've seen in 6 months.

It's now 2:57am and I'm sitting on a "free" computer that only allows "free" access to select sites which don't include anything I visit. Instead they charge £1 a minute, only if you don't have any physical cash like I do, 'cause I'm broke from spending 2 weeks in the UK, you have to spend £3 for 30 minutes, which is pretty hard to use when you only needed to send an e-mail. Then they fill the screen with ads! I don't get it!

Damn! I'm bitching again. I'm just tired, really it was a good trip, though I'm glad to be going back to Freiburg. Normally this is strange after I come from England, I don't want to go back to anywhere but England, however I'm tired and need a recharge. I have 11 minutes and I should be getting back to my friends after leaving to go to the washroom 19 minutes ago...

I should go, I just figured out some stuff I can do on the Internet, that can kill the 9:40 I have left.

Tschuess!

Noch leben

So I'm still alive. I survived Dublin, Glasgow, Edinburgh, and am currently in London. I've slept on a nine-hour bus ride, and overnight at a ferry-terminal. I've been even more lax about posting because of the high-costs of Internet cafes, and the fact that I've been so busy from travelling that I just haven't been updating this blog.

The trip is good. I'm still in love with London, and hope to one day end up here. At the best of times this trip has been amazing, and at the worst of times the trip has been mildly irritating. Not bad, considering it's been 2 weeks on the road. I leave back to Freiburg on the 28th, and, frankly, can't wait. I love it here, but I really need to go home. If home was London, that would work, but home's Freiburg, so even my love for London needs to take a back seat to warm showers without sandals, and a peaceful rest.

Tschuess!

Eine lange Reise

I just wanted to pop by in the 10 minutes I have before I have to leave for the Hauptbahnhof to say that I'm going on a trip! I'm going to Dublin, Belfast, Glasgow, Edinburgh, London, and everywhere between. Hopefully seeing Nottingham and Oxford again. This will be a two week trip, which is sorta nerve-wracking as I've never gone on such a long trip before where I wont have a permanent (or semi-permanent) residence.

Without further ado, I go!

Tschüss!