Day 3 in London (Westminster)

Josh:  Blah, Blah Blah, Blah, Blah.   Translation in English:  I had a great day yesterday.  We walked approximately 12 miles if not more with our packs.  We had a successful rescue mission and got Dan's cell phone from the Best Place in Paddington.  I love this trip so far.  I don't think I'd be here in this location if it hadn't been to my working efforts and Danny's initiative.  Today, we saw Big Ben, with the cathedral of course.  We also saw the Queen's horse guards and later on we're going on the London Eye (ferris wheel) and the National Gallery.  Today, we do not have our packs and it takes a burden off my back and shoulders.  I like the double-decker busses.  There is just something about them that make me smile every time I see one.  Ok, time is running short.  My mind is numb.  And no its not the Foster's.  Instead it is Jet lag, and the fact that no one goes to bed at our new Hostel, the Hootananny.  I just have one more thing to say.  Before you kick the bucket, some how, some way, get yourself to London.  Cheers!

Dan: Ok, so yes, I did forget my phone yesterday, totally left the hostel and did not grab it.  That one was for you  mom and dad - I still haven't changed :).  But, I did manage to remember what I had forgotten.  The hostel we're staying at now - the Hootananny, as they lovingly call it, is probably the social center of Brixton.  No joke.  There is a live band every night, and after about 10 o' clock, everybody starts pouring in, and the beer starts pouring too.  It makes it a little hard to sleep though, because someone (I'd really like to know who) decided to put fluorescent lights shining into our window.  Therefore, the sun basically doesn't set at the Hootananny.  Nor does it ever get quiet with a band that plays well after midnight. But it's a nice hostel. Very friendly roommates and a helpful staff when they don't leave you standing and waiting to check in.  A nice, cold, foster solves that problem though.  A few more things: I highly recommend taking a bus over trying to navigate by foot 5 miles of English roads, but buying a ticket is a little tricky.  The guards were pretty cool, except when they stomp their feet beside you whilst you take a picture with them.  Reminds me of the deer back home when they get threatened.  I"m sure I"ll figure out what that is all about soon.  But for now, we are off to check the really cool and really free National Gallery. Cheerio!