Bloody jetlag!

Day 4/90

I must admit, I have been incredibly lazy my first few days of travel. Chris and I went touring around the city Saturday only to be detered by a late start and nasty weather. All we got around to doing was visit the Cabinet War Rooms and Churchill Museum, which was very cool. I could never imagine the President living in conditions like that during a time of war, but then again, the United States has never seen the devistation of war like that during the Blitz in London.

After supper with Chris' parents, I headed back to Egham (with my luggage, delivered that morning exactly 24 hours behind me!) as Chris stayed in London becasue he had to work the next morning. I ran into a cheery (and rather drunk) fellow on the platform at Clapham Junction heading to Stains, made famous by Ali G. I don't believe this chap shut his hole once the entire 30 minute ride. We got into conversation with another fellow on the train about everything from earthquakes, sunny California, and the continental US. This fellow was convinced that all of California was constantly 70 degrees Farenhiet, no matter how many times I told him I was from San Francisco, where it was capable of being quite cold. I also mentioned that we had mountains, as California is quite a big state, and it snowed in the winter, but he just wasn't getting it. He was also convinced that earthquakes were quite a frequent occurance, even though I reassured his there hadn't been a major earthquake in San Francisco in over 15 years, but yet again he kept reassuring me that England was quite a safe place to be rather then California, becasue they never have earthquakes. The cherry on the sundae however was the conversation about how part of the US was below the equator. This poor fellow just didn't seem to undestand that North America and South America were two sepeparate continents. My favorite line from him being, "I'm not even quite sure where the equator is!" I had to keep from laughing and I couldn't even waste my breath trying to explain the world to this fellow. Typical man from Stains, as Chris put it, and Americans have such a bad rep for being bloody ignorant! Always an adventure. ;)

Today, I got another late start. The damn jetlag has been killing me. Tweleve hours of sleep and I could barely manage the 20 minute train ride to Windsor. Beautiful little town right on the river. The castle was gorgeous, too bad I got there too late for the tour - probably for the better, it costs about £12 - roughly $2o - ouch! Didn't see Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, but she was in residance. Strolled along the river with the hords of tourists and other people enjoying the relatively nice Sunday afternoon. The sun peaked its head out for a bit and there was no rain, unlike the forcast for tomorrow.

I started to perk up a bit after I had a latte (I'm a whore for espresso) but nonetheless I fell right asleep when I got back to Egham around 7pm and didn't wake until 10:30! It is now after midnight and I'm not at all tired! My goal is to exhust myself tomorrow with a bunch of site seeing, a good supper, and another joyful night of partying, as it will be my last night in London before heading to Paris.

Talk to you all from the other side of the English Channel!