London town.

Hoo boy we made it!!!

It only took 29 hours of being awake (and not showering) to do it.

So far we've explored our tiny suburb of Tottenham (it's Carribean and everyone comes out at night... and EVERYWHERE sells human hair), bought a TON of cheap fruit (£1 for a pomegranite) and fresh bread, and seen a few sights.

My favorite thing so far was an exhibit at the British museum called Cradle to Grave.

Leaving!

I'm not in an astronaut outfit but I am leaving (and I know exactly when I'll be back).

But someone sang this last night and got it stuck in my head.

Away with us!

Packing list.

I think everyone who knows me knows this tiny, terrible fact about me: I am obsessed with lists. Even my post it notes are lines for ease of list making.

I make them about everything (really though). Especially packing lists (which I edit a million times before not bothering to actually use them).

Anyway, I have accumulated my wardrobe for the trip.

I debated taking a picture of the lovely sweaters and dress but I figure three weeks in the same outfit will be plenty of pictures.

Also I got a new bag. My mom has the brown one and decided we should have matching bags (I will never argue against matching). It's a lot bigger than the one I was planning on taking but that means I can take my Arsenal blanket (I think I might accidentally be Pigpen, somehow that blanket goes everywhere with me!). And I'll have room for my royal wedding mug and a universitat tee. Perfection.