Day 9

July 11, 2007- Our hotel

My throat huts, my nose is stuffy, AAAHHH, I feel so bad. So I told Mrs. Jackson that I didn’t want to go to Amsterdam today (because I didn’t want to because I was too tired and I felt pretty stuffy and sick). So now everyone is chilling in their own hotel room, or Scott and Mrs. Jackson might be out somewhere. I don’t know. I’m watching Dutch Spongebob. I watched the Real World: Key west and Degrassi (English) and fairly odd parents, which was in Dutch. Haha. I love Dutch. It sounds so funny. I’m breaking out because I haven’t really had much sleep in the past couple days. Arg. We then went to Deltf to eat dinner with Dad and Mr. Jackson. We went on a tram, which took us about 40 min. Dad and Mr. Jackson met us there with Franka by train, which was less than 10 minutes. We ate at this restaurant that I forgot the name of, they asked us if we had a reservation, of course we said no. So dad said, "Were not Dutch. We eat, we leave." Haha =). There were a bunch of pictures of babies on the wall. I ordered the seafood soup and APPLE JUICE. Finally, I haven’t drank apple juice since 2 weeks ago. The soup had a lot of shrimp, mussels, scallops, etc. I stole a lot of my dad’s lamb chops. Then we went back to Haggs.

Day 8

July 10, 2007- Amsterdam and Den Haggs

Dad and Mr. Jackson had to work today, so I hung out with Mrs. Jackson and Scott. Dad woke me up at 7 in the morning because he forgot his key. I couldn’t go back to sleep, so thanks dad. I met up with Mrs. Jackson and Scott for breakfast. We left to Amsterdam at 10:02. I slept on the train. We got there and it was thunder storming and raining like crazy. So we went into a store like a mini CVS, and it stopped raining when we got out. We headed to the Van Gogh Museum and it was really cool. My favorite painting was the one he painted. It was a harvest field in the winter. I like paintings with snow in them. I’m weird. After the van Gogh Museum, we were hungry and ate at this cafe, I had onion soup, but it wasn’t as good as mom’s. =). Then we went to the Rijastark Museum or something else, I have no idea what it was called. It was okay, all this Dutch history. Where was a painting where someone stabbed it and it looked okay. Meh, I wasn’t too interested in the museum. The good part was that I got in for free. I really wanted to go into Madame Tusseudo or whatever. Then Mrs. Jackson and Scott never want to go anywhere I want to go. (the wax museum, the beach, and the "smaller" Netherlands museum) Oh well. We walked into the park. The entrance kind of sucked because hey were constructing it. Then when we got further into it, it was gorgeous!! We saw a drunk man talking to the lake. It was pretty funny. Headed to the train station and I slept again. We got on the right tram number, but it was in he wrong direction! Oh man. That was pitiful. We got back and we headed to dinner. We ate at the Church Restaurant called Zebedeus (where dad and I ate last time). The waitress was really cool. I had pasta, and green tea with jasmine flowers. For dessert I had a scoop of Vanilla Bean ice cream. My nose hurt with a passion and it was stuffy, so we asked the waitress if there was a pharmacy around, but she said most of them were closed except the hospital. She asked her colleague to go on the Internet to find one. He couldn’t, but it was nice of him to do it. I thanked her and him or putting in the effort to help me. She even looked on every page of a newspaper for an ad. When dad wanted me to go get the check, her and I had a cool conversation about the states and education (because she was a foreign exchange student in Oklahoma). We headed back to our hotel and I was pretty tired. I felt really sick. Went to sleep with MTV and South Park on. Woke up at 3 to find the TV still on with a Dutch music video playing. For some odd reason (I forgot to say earlier) we can’t turn on/off and change channels and volume with the buttons on the TV, so we had to use the remote, BUT I COULDN’T FIND IT! I wanted to go back to sleep, but the TV was on like full blast volume. So I looked around for 10 min. for the remote, then I found it on the floor in the crack of our two beds.

Day 7

July 9, 2007- Den Haggs

Dad went to his office, so I stayed in the hotel. Didn’t go on youtube. I made a blog. www.oliviaanddaddwan.blogspot.com. It was all in Dutch so I had to use freetranslation.com and babel fish. Mr. Jackson knocked on our hotel door and I found out that The Jacksons are right next door to us. Mr. Jackson asked me to go for a walk with us and Scott. I wore flip-flops because I thought it was going to be a simple walk in the park, but no, not really. We walked about 3 miles or so. My feet were killing me. Then I went back on the internet when we got back home. Then dad came home. We went to go eat. We went back to the coast of the North Sea. I wore flip flops and short-shorts once again because I thought we would walk on the sand. We didn’t, because Mrs. Susan and them probably didn’t want to. =( *tear tear* I wanted to go so bad, the weather was sunnier and less wind than last time we came. It was a perfect time to jump in! Oh well. We walked to the harbor, which was forever! Then we walked along the deck and the harbor for a long time because Dad wanted to bring us to one of his favorite restaurant. But when we got there, IT WAS CLOSED! So we had to walk all the way back. Our feet hurt so bad. Then we stumbled across one restaurant called Cap Ouest or something like that. My dad sweet talked them to let us have a table (we didn’t have a reservation) dad said, "I heard your restaurant is very good and my friends recommended this restaurant to us." BS. Hahaha. But because of him, we got in. So props, soprs to him. It was one of those true, European, no-food-on-a-big-plate, expensive food. We had like 4 plates or appetizers, a halibut & shrimp for my main meal, and a crème brulee for my dessert. LOOK AT PICTURES FOR WHAT WE ATE. I had "lemonade", which was really Fanta Soda. There must have been an army of dishwashers because every time a new dish came, we received new utensils. (We had about 7 dishes each). The full set of utensils (fork, spoon, and a knife). It was crazy how many utensils we got. I went to the bathroom and IT WAS THE COOLEST THING IN THE WORLD! After I went to the restroom and I stood up, the toilet rotated and there was a little brush that cleaned the seat. Hygiene. The meal was pretty expensive, but it was good. The whole dinner was about 290 euros and 3 hours or maybe 4! My legs and feet were so cold! Dad kind of got us lost. Then we found our way home. Then we slept. The highlight of the day was the dinner.

Day 6

EVERYTHING ON THIS WEBSITE IS IN FRIGGIN DUTCH! AHHHH! I CAN'T READ IT. thank you babel fish & freetranslation.com
ANYWAYS...

July 8, 2007- Brugge

Woke up late yet again because the beds were wonderful. Well we woke up at 9:30-ish. Our Pink Bear Bike Tour was at 10:30 in front of the bell tower. The ham at the breakfast was excellent. We left, and quickly headed back to the Eric Propiler bike shop. My bike was so freaking tall! It was so hard getting on it. We got our bikes at 10:20. On the second Sunday of July is a big market. EVERYWHERE WERE MARKETS! But unfortunately we couldn’t go to any of them. So we quickly met them at the tower. I was the only kid, but it was okay. Everyone else got their bikes from the garage. The went around Brugge a little bit. Then we headed off to Damme, a small town outside of Brugge. We went into the countryside, which was amazing. We biked at our own risk and our first stop was at a windmill. Went up. Kept biking. Entered Damme. Had a rest. The group went to a restaurant. I had lemonade, dad had water, we both had a waffle with vanilla ice cream. Very good! We got to know everyone better. Like half the group was from the States (Europeans call it “The States” not “US” or “United States” or “America”) then we went around a little bit of the city, well not really. My dad tried to make some jokes. I think that's where Ben got his "making jokes" gene from. Hahaha. They had a book market in the town. The “city mascot” is a black dog b/c in the 12th century, I think, when the dam had a hole in it, they would put stray dog into the hole to clog it. Pretty sad. =(. So now the dog is very respected in the city. We headed back to Brugge, but a different trail. Still very pretty. I enjoyed it a lot. Then we went to go on our own bike tour. We peddled about 20 min outside of Brugge to another place. Like another county. We had to find St. Aganese or something and we couldn’t find it. We probably biked like 3 km extra going on the wrong trail. There were no signs so we couldn’t find it! We biked way too far. Dad saw people on the bridge and decided to go on it. Biking up a bridge? No no. So we kept on riding after the bridge. But it didn’t look right. We asked directions from a man that couldn’t speak English, pretty difficult. So we nodded like we knew what he was talking about. When we got back to the bridge, dad asked some younger people for directions, but they didn’t know English either. Only a little. He didn’t want to bike up the bridge again, and then find that it’s not right. But we had to to get to the right destination. So we were in a path that was correct, when didn’t have St. Aganese anywhere. So we biked and found a castle looking thing. YAY WE WERE THERE! But then a private party was going on, so the restaurant was closed and you could only get in from a reservation. Arg. So we went into the only other restaurant next to it. I got Fanta Lemon and we ordered a pancake w/ butter and BROWN SUGAR!! And I ordered a vanilla & strawberry ice cream. Waiter pretty cute. Hahahaha. Jkjk. Anyways... The pancake was pretty, VERY, good. We left. Our insides hurt so freaking, f-ing, ohemgee, BAD! And our feet were aching. I took some pictures w/ cows! I beckoned them to come to me, AND THEY CAME! So we headed back b/c dad wanted to make it in time to go to the chocolate factory and the Michelangelo building thing. Dad made me bike ahead of him first. When he saw a sign with “St. Aganese” on it, he told me to turn around and so into the street. It went so fast and I had to turn too fast, I couldn’t put my feet on the ground, so I smashed into the sidewalk and I fell off the TALL bike. I scraped both my knees and feet (b/c I wore flip flops). It hurt. It still stings as I type. I followed him. NOTHING THERE. NOTHING! Thanks dad. I scraped myself for nothing. We were back into the county city. Legs hurt. Dad yells and tops me again. Almost crashed into 2 other bikers because he thought I was on the wrong side. Goodness. Bike more. When we got back into Brugge, A MOPED ALMOST CRAHED INTO ME BECAUSE DAD STOPPED SUDDENLY FOR NO FREAKING REASON! I couldn’t put my feet on the ground suddenly b/c the bike was too tall and we were next to the street. He made up some lame excuse. BS. I almost like tore off my leg b/c of the moped, but God saved me. Thank you, God. When we were back, we returned the bikes and quickly headed to the Michelangelo thing, but we were late by 3 min. It was 5:03 pm. So we went to the chocolate factory, but we couldn’t find it. Where it was on the map, was a chocolate shop. I don’t know. Then we were going to head back to the train, but we saw a festival thing. So we headed there, but it was a marathon. People were waiting at the finish line. So I headed over there. The race was still going on. I saw the first person come through! He was bald, his time was like 52 min, but I don’t know how long it was. Saw until the 6th –ish person came, and then we left. We went to go eat. First we wanted to eat appetizers, but dad ordered a meal. I had a big salad, and dad had a salmon baked potato. Then it was 6:20 and train was at 6:55. Bought some chocolate from “Brown Sugar” chocolate shop. I had some alcoholic chocolate. =) We headed to the train. Feet aching b/c the ground was cobblestone (very uneven), I was wearing flip flops, and we walked A LOT! We were there and we were rushing b/c it was 6:47. We got our backpacks from the locker room and quickly headed there. We were running. Arg. Our leg hurts, flip-flops, scabbed knees! HURT! We were early. Train came 3 min later. We hopped on. I sat next to an old man. I fell asleep. My head was hanging. I almost hit the man with my head, as my dad stated. When I woke up, I was so close to the man’s body. Haha. We transferred trains. Went to the bathroom on the train. Not the best experience. In Haggs, watched South Park about some family guy thing, now I am typing. Good night. It is 1:23 am.

Day 5

July 7, 2007- Brugge

We woke up a little late today so we got to the train station about 10. I listened to my iPod and slept. We got there around 2 pm. Train station was pretty small and plain. But when we got out, THERE WAS A LOT OF TOURISTS! The sky was so blue and clean. People said the rain went away yesterday, so it was pure sunshine. I used my first public bathroom. It cost 40 cents. Someone in the train info. kiosk told us to go to a big red building for tourist stuff. Really big building! I wore my H&M hat, my “peace, love, joy AE t-shirt,” long white socks I forgot to return to Mollie, my long AE baggy pants, and my nike shox. IT WAS BURNING HOT! There was a trouble to find a hotel. Where we wanted to stay was right next to a festival which will last to 1 am. So the hotel didn’t want any booking. We finally booked a bed & breakfast called Collins (or something like that). It was a little outside the main plazas and action, but it was okay. The house was very narrow and the steps were small and steep. The room was so nice and clean, and a beautiful view of the park. Because it was so hot, I put on my sleeping shorts! I looked pretty stupid. I was desperate to buy some clothes I don’t look stupid in public. So we went shopping! I went into a store called “edc by spirit.” I bought really cute Bermuda shorts, a white LOW CUT shirt (only thing that matched), and flip-flops. IT COSTS LIKE 65 EUROS! RIP OFF! Arg. Then I saw really cute flats for 16 euros. (flip flops costs 15.50 euro. It looked so much better.) Then we wanted to take a boat tour, because everyone has to take one. Like literally. It was very nice. Burgge was gorgeous! We saw swan lake. Beautiful. The houses were literally on the water. Very nice, I enjoyed it. It ended around 5. We walked around the town to different places. Dad wanted us to go to the church with Michelangelo’s sculpture, but we were like 10 min late. Then we ate at a restaurant called “something Passage.” I ordered spaghetti, and dad ordered lamb chops. Very good. Then we headed back to the hotel. It was only like 8, but NO ONE was outside. Very weird. Probably drinking or at that Cactus Festival (the concert thing we couldn’t book the first hotel we wanted). Pretty bored at the hotel, so we decided to go to the Cactus Festival. Just for the heck of it. It was at Minnewater Park (about 10-15 min walk) Got in for 10 euro, dad got in for 19, I think. Got in. MANY PEOPLE! Like city fest but in a smaller place. Headed towards the stage. Pushed through the crowed. Got a decent spot. Everyone was smoking around us. I felt like I was going to puke. Everyone had a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Then a band got on stage. It was like a 7 person Spanish mariachi band or something like that. Uhhh….ookkayyy. no. Everyone was like 1234 feet tall so dad wanted to go on the other side. We got there; still surround by smokers and drinkers. Then the smoking got really bad and we had to just leave. Like there were kids picking up the “litter” cups on the ground for some odd reason, like little servants or something. Then when we got out of the “concert” area, we found a booth that the kids would bring the cups and get money. Probably like 1 cent/ cup. Dad said it was a good idea to do that. We walked more around, we checked out some shops and wanted to buy Ben 2 shirts (iJesus, and the girls and video games one) but the sizes weren't right. Then we saw a really cool station in the corner, but dad saw like a water pot and said that it was the station for intense drugs. For example, people smoking marijuana and really bad drugs. Then we went to the eating section and ordered Belgium’s famous fries with a gallon or mannaoyse (sp) on it. When we were heading out I saw that the first booth you walk into SOLD CIGARETTS, that was stupid! Anyways, we walked back to the hotel eating the fries, but the mayo was too much so we used a napkin to scoop/wipe it all off. Then when we got back, I smelled like smoke galore! Fell asleep instantly because the beds/sheets were so f-ing comfy!!!! Haha. + dad didn’t snore! Yay.

Day 4

July 6, 2007- “The 5 star hotel” and Amsterdam

Now on July 6th is when I wrote my July 4, and 5 diary entries. Woke up at 8, went down for breakfast. Now dad had to go to work and I’m here in the hotel doing this. House cleaning is here vacuuming the floor as I type. In the morning I realized that one of the shoes I bought had 2 right shoes and no left. I fell asleep and had a very interesting dream. I do not want to recall it; I want to forget it. If you, Olivia, don’t remember it: It’s okay. Dad came back around 5:15 from work. Went to the train station by bus. The train ride was about 45 min to Amsterdam. We first went to a river/canal cruise, IT WAS VERY BORING! Very…oh em gee. It said it would show the highlights of Amsterdam along the water. Nothing much. Only the cool pirate ship, skinniest house in Amsterdam, (picture at the right) and cool boat houses. Then we went into a Japanese restaurant because it was dad’s favorite restaurant in Netherlands. The menu was a picture menu; it was cute. But one sushi w/ fish was 2.5 euros! Dad had sashimi and I has udon noodles, and we also ordered 8 salmon + egg sushi. When the people next to us started smoking (they used the flame from their “hot plate” [kind of like hot pot] to ignite their “horrible smelling flame sticks” [cigarettes], I couldn’t take it anymore, so we left. Then dad brought me into the Red Light District. Pretty scary, yet sad, and skanky. All these sex machines. Haha. This blond girl actually came out and yelled to a boy that like looked at her and started walking. She was like “I’ve been sitting here for 2 days now. Come, come on.” Wow I hope he said no. Yucky. There were like sex dvd, sex shows, and crap like that. Pretty stupid. Oh yeah! We also saw a guy so drunk outside a bar, he was lying outside in the rain and his family or friends were like trying to wake him up. Pretty funny. Then it started raining, so we couldn’t go look around. We headed back to the train station. We accidentally sat in the first class section, instead of 2nd class. The first class seats were so much softer & comfier! Took the tram home, almost missed our stop. Now we are watching TV and it is only 11:30. Dad’s snore was so loud, my ipod, tv, or throwing the pillow on his face didn’t “shut him up.” I slept at 3.

Day 3

July 5- London & Den Haggs

I accidentally set dad’s phone an hour early, so instead of waking up at 7:15, we woke up at 6:15. arg sorry. Haha. Dad thought there might be crazy, extreme security, so we got there like 3 hours before our flight. We took a first class train there. We ate at Costa where I had a chocolate twist and dad had an almond pastry. The check-in and security only took about 30 minutes. The check-in took longer than the securing, about 25 min for the check-in and about 5 min for security. Frequent flyers can do this really cool eye thing for security. Like a machine scans their eye. Pretty cool. Our gate number didn’t appear on the screen until an hour or so before our flight. We went to another Costa’s in the airport where this time, dad got the chocolate twist. Then we slept at the cafe for about 20-30 minutes or so. We walked across the airport and there was a drawing for a Ferrari on one end and an Aston Martini on the other. I took a picture with the Aston. IT WAS REALLY COOL to see really expensive cars. Even though it said “do not touch” on the Ferrari, I felt all over it. IT’S SO SMOOTH AND SHINY. Very smooth. Then our gate appeared on the screen. It first said gate 6 and no one was there then it said gate 1b. It was pretty stupid. Got on the plane and I didn’t like my seat at all. There was this stupid girl I felt really uncomfortable next to. She first look around 16 but then when at the luggage area, she looked like 20 or so. Pretty rude girl. Anyways my teeth got really sensitive while on the flight so it was extremely hard to eat the wrap they provided. When we got off the plane, we booked a train to go to the Haggs, which was about 30 min. from the airport. We took a “snail train” (different spelling), which is a fast train which doesn’t include frequent stops. There was a line of taxis but the first one was a lame SUV and behind it was like 3 mercedes taxis. So dad and I pretended we were taking pictures and talking so someone else could take the SUV. Dad told me that the majority of the people in Haggs ride their bikes. We got to sit in a Mercedes, but it wasn’t leather. The taxi behind us had leather seats. It’s was good seeing people drive on the right side of the road this time. We are in the Crowne Plaza, which is a 5 star hotel. Ehh…the bathroom is the only 5 star thing in the room. It’s like white marble looking wall color. We went down to give Mr. David the chips and salsa, because Mexican food sucks here. Then we took Tram 1 to go to the coast. We went into the other 5 star hotel overlooking the beach. It looked more prestige than ours. I would have gladly liked to stay at that one instead. We took a long walk on the beach. It was a little chilly, but I like beaches that way. Dad dared me to go into the water. It was cold at first, but then I got used to it very fast. There were small boys and girls in bikinis. Now I wouldn’t have survived that. It was very pretty. We saw like kite things in the water so we thought people were flying kites. But then we saw one in the middle of the sea and we were a little confused. Then we saw people, and they were “kite surfing” (I don’t know if it’s called that) and wind surfing. It was pretty cool. Then we walked to the city and mostly all the little boutiques were closed because it was already 8. Then we went to the Passage, like the galleria Houston. And we ended up in the busiest street in Haggs on Thursday for shopping! I went into H&M and bought 3 things, even though I wanted to buy more. But they were all 50% and 70% off, so that was good. Then we went into a busy shoe store, where all the shoes were 5, 10, or 15 euro. It was the first shoe was price, then the second pair was only 1 euro! Can’t believe it. Then all these people were speaking Dutch to me and it was really scary. Then dad recognized and saw a church restaurant that he and his colleague, Ron, liked a lot, so he decided to take me there. I had to wash my hands because they were all dirty, but instead of having a picture of a man and a woman, it was in Dutch, so I felt pretty hopeless! I had rose with French vanilla tea and dad ordered his usual gaseous water. The tea was very good. We had scallops for appetizer, which was amazing because we both believe there was soy sauce and Asian sesame oil in it, which the Asians do love. I had a fillet, I think, and dad had beef teriyaki with coconut sauce. Mine was very good, and his too. The mints were also very cute. It was about 9:30 when we came back. Took a tram home, watched some TV (watched a show called Vanity Insanity about beauty. Pretty scary what people do to be “unique and beautiful”) I also watched some 70’s show, South park, Arthur, etc. When went to sleep, I believe.

Day 2

July 4, 2007- London

Walked through Hyde Park
Went on the City Red Bus Tour
First stop: London Eye. So pretty how we could see the whole London.
Went back on the Red Bus to go to the Tower of London. We saw Tower of Tourture, Bloody Tower, THE CROWN JEWELS!, and much more others
We ate PAULS, a very good pastries place. I had a blueberry tart and dad had a almond pastry. His was better.
Then we waited for 30 min. to take the River Cruise back to the London Eye station. We saw the replica of the Shakespeare Globe and a really cool looking hotel. I slept the rest of the way.
When we came back, we headed down to see parliament building and Big Ben. We got there around 5:04 so we missed the bells of the clock when it strikes the hour.
Then we went to Buckingham Palace. The gates are gorgeous! And the palace is very big and pretty. But there were a whole lot of people there. Then we walked through a street where the guards walk down during the changing of the guards, and it was full of UK flags. It was pretty. Then Dad showed me where the guards live and station. Not much there. It was about 6:30. Then we went to go eat dinner next to our musical. We ate at restaurant that I forgot the name of. It was a seafood restaurant. All over the menu and place mat. It kept on saying that all their fish were not harmed while catching and how there are no hormones or anything. Pretty funny. I ordered a fish fillet. It was pretty good.
Then we went to go see The Drowsy Chaperone. It was short (like 1.5 hours) because there was no intermission. I really enjoyed it, the narrator that narrated the musical was really funny, and a lot of funny, twisted scenes. Dad fell asleep in the beginning.
When we started heading out, we heard booming noises. Everyone in the theatre thought it was thunderstorm-ing outside, but instead there were fireworks going on. I find it quite ironic how the US broke away from Britain to gain our independence, and the British are celebrating it with fireworks? Wrong country England. After we got out of the theatre, it was almost over. We only saw about 5 minutes of it. Then Dad wanted to take one of the old fashion taxis, so we got one. Dad & I, and the driver, had a really cool conversation. The taxi was really high! It’s because in the old days, men had top hats and because the taxi ceiling was so low, they had to take it off. So they made the ceiling higher in the taxi. Pretty cool. We got to the hotel back pretty early, around 9:45-10:00ish. So we basically had nothing to do. We watched TV and rested our feet. Then we went to sleep at around 2 a.m because we were watching a movie with Sam Seaborn and Luke Wilson about keeping a copying business alive.

I WANT A 99 PENCE LONDON BEAR!

Day 1

July 3, 2007- London

Seats were very uncomfortable. I sat like 4 rows from dad, then i moved next to him b/c it was an open seat. Also like Chrissy, we had about like 200 or so movies, tv shows, music, etc. I watched Friends, the OC, Family Guy, beginning of Grease, Scrubs, and other things.
Ate at some Italian restaurant for lunch. I had the veggie soup. Dad ordered sparking water. Nasty. =)
Dad met up w/ Ron to discuss stuff from Jason. I went to the outside room and slept for a while.
<<-- Went to the British museum at 5, but we only stayed for a while b/c it closed at 5:30. =( Rode the subway to Herrod’s at Kightsbridge! I was excited, but when I got to the clothing part (the ground floor was all cosmetics) IT WAS ALL FRIGGIN’ DESIGNERS! Turn left there was Pucci, turn right it was D&G, straight ahead was Prada. WTF. ß that was the ladies section, so I thought teens would be better, but no! In the teens and children’s section was Burberry, Dior, Chanel. WTF again! Do London kids wear name brand clothes or something? Anyways, walked like 20 miles in there b/c there were like 6 floors. Also, Dad & I had a debate whether or not to buy a Burberry polo for 38.50 pounds or a England futbol (soccer) jersey for 34.50. I bought the jersey, so people wont nag at me on how rich I am.
Took a subway to New Oxford street to check out the stores @ like 8 pm, but for 8:00, the sun was so bright it felt like it was still 5:00-ish.
I thought we went around in a circle b/c there were like 3 Zara store, 3 GAP stores, and 2 H&M stores, all on the same street. Pretty weird. All the stores were closed b/c it was late. We went to a pub to go eat Fish & Chips, but that pub everyone was drinking and no one was eating, so yeah…We ate at a Lebanese restaurant. It was okay. Their KISS station had a top 10 R&B things, and they were playing like “I Believe I can Fly, Don’t Cha, some Eminem and Dido song” OOLLLDDD. Haha. Took a subway back to hotel. Our feet were aching. Then dad and I just collapsed on the bed, literally.
Feet very tired form walking.
Today, I’ve probably seen over 200 Mercedes-Benz, 150 BMWs, and a lot of Audis OOOO, porches, and I SAW A BENTLY! Sports car. Pretty cool. I was amazed how many Benz there was, and even the red buses, tow trucks, you name it is all made from Mercedes and have the sign on it. Pretty cool