Hello world, and hello Struck.
It’s your friend Brandon. As Struck knows, but I’m sure the world doesn’t care, I will be traveling abroad for the next few months. And my first landing was smack dab in the middle of London. It’s quite beautiful and as soon as I figure out how to hack the advanced network of computer cafe trickery my hostel has so graciously provided, I will post pictures along with the tales of my adventures. So for this first post, I just want to complain, nay comment, on the eight hour time difference from Salt Lake City to London. Seriously? Is this really necessary? I feel like I was just forced to watch a 24-hour marathon of the View. Oh, the panini is great and inexpensive meal, but they are made in the morning and sit out ALL-DAY. For the sake of your small intestine, don’t have one for dinner.
*** UPDATE ***
So I am now at the Apple store in Piccadilly Circus (downtown London), and have acquired more than the Cold War technology possessed by my hostel. Anyway, give a look, below is where I’m staying. My disdain is actually my dry sense of humour coming through, its actually quite beautiful. Until next time…
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Wow! Gorgeous
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Aint no party like a London party. Man we already miss you here. And i suspect the first time you taste their kidney bean and mustard potato chips- you are gonna miss the hell out of us.