After blowing African dust out of my computer, it finally isn't threatening to melt on me.

Ok, I have some corrections for my last post, just because I don't feel like figuring out how to edit the post again. I got up a quarter to 6, not quarter to five, and my computer was still set to Nairobi time, so it was actually 10pm here, not 2am.

Yesterday, we ate breakfast at the hotel, and for some reason, mine never came. I asked three times, and they still didn't bring my breakfast. At moments like this I start to feel really self conscious, like "Are you trying to tell me something?". The same thing happened at Sarit Center where they gave me a diet coke instead of a regular one. I think I'm just a bit touchy on the subject. 

Well, back to yesterday. We walked to Westminster Abbey and paid the large amount to get in because, what can I say, we're tourists. It was pretty awesome, and I have to say that I liked the architecture the best. But being surrounded by royal/famous dead people was, as it sounds, kind of creepy. I accidentally made a comment (pr, accidentally said outloud) about how I wouldn't want to be there during a zombie apocalypse, and my parents gave me dirty looks simultaneously. Smooth going, me. They gave us these audio guide things that looked kind of like cell phones, and you hold it to your ear to hear electronic sounding voices telling you about the different parts of the Abbey. Because everybody was listening to these, the place was really quiet.  

Next, we walked to the gates of Buckingham Palace, more or less to say we did, and it wasn't that far down the road. There were lots of tourists, and it really wasn't that exciting. Actually, the gates are pretty cool and golden. The palace is kind of a large, tan colored block with windows. After just being in Westminster Abbey, it really didn't seem like much.

We had lunch at the oh-so-exciting Subway. I drank a cup and a half of fountain coke with little ice cubes and ate a chicken sub. And that is the extent of excitingness of my lunch.

After that, we walked to the London Eye because, I'll say it again, we're tourists. We looked at the line ups to (a) the ticket office and (b) the line to get on, and we figured that we really weren't that determined to get on. We are going on this morning, I believe.

For the rest of the afternoon, nothing happened. We took the tube back to the hotel because at this point, we had been walking for five hours, and our feet were really sore. I spent the afternoon wasting my time on youtube. That's what I do when I get fast, free internet.

Hopefully they aren't opposed to letting me have breakfast today.
-J-