London

I met up with my Father in London and stayed overnight. Dinner was great (classic sausages and mash) and we wandered the streets. He had to leave early in the morning and my flight wasn't until later so I was able to spend the day in the city. I ate breakfast sitting in the sun outside of the national art galley. I discovered that the gallery wasn't open until 10 so I wandered down to Buckingham palace. I enjoyed the walk in the park more than the palace itself! The impact of the beautiful gardens with the historic buildings in the background was something I never expected.

The Art Gallery was interesting. I spent most of my time looking at the Rembrandt paintings, especially Christ and the Woman Caught in Adultery. It was said that when it first debuted people took off their hats before it in awe. The detail in person is astonishing.

After the Art Gallery I wandered up to the British Museum. The highlight there was seeing the Rosetta Stone and holding some old Roman coins. They are beautiful and heavier that I expected. Also, I had never seen a mummy before, so that was exciting. From here I wandered back to the hotel and got on the tube to the airport. I have myself lots of time (2hours) until my flight. But, of course, something went wrong at the last minute. I somehow lost my boarding pass and kept my receipt instead...I ended up being the last person on the flight as they couldn't find someone to print me a new ticket..

However, I wasn't as embarrassed as the woman who stood up to get a bag after the seat belt sign was put on. There was a delay and the flight attendant made sure to tell the woman, and everyone in earshot of her, that it was her fault for the delay. I guess it is policy if someone gets up for the attendant to call the pilot and, in this case, we lost our place for takeoff and we had to wait 10 minutes. Well, the woman was so embarrassed that she moved to the back of the plane. So kids, now you know what happens if you think your more important than the seat belt sign!

I am here in Switzerland with the Russels. They live in a quiet town just outside of Basel. Hopefully I can get over this jet lag tonight...more to come...