London beibí!

I'm going to London! Well actually I'm not really going there, apart from landing at Heathrow and taking a bus or a train (or something) from there to Birmingham to visit my gelludrusl. It's only a nine hour flight (give or take a few minutes) and apparantly I'll be flying over Iceland (give or take a few kilometers) so I'll be sure to wave to you all in Iceland!

We are renting a car while I'm there so we can go and terrorize english motorists. We'll be fantastic I think, I just hope all the roads are clearly marked where not to drive and such. But so far we have planned to go to Cadbury World and sail down the chocolate river (wasn't Charlie and the Chocolate Factory filmed there?) and then going to Bath to take a bath (I'm hilarious today!) and go see Stonehenge. And I'm pretty sure we'll either go to Wales or Scotland, depending on which wrong turn we make.

And of course I'll be making the required stop at H&M in Bullring (wasn't that the name?).

Maybe I should go up to Canada this weekend and practise. Do they drive on the wrong side of the road? I should ask one of my canadian neighbors.. I have enough of them ;)

Then in just about two weeks I'll be landing in Kef, so I'll expect you all to be there with flowers and cameras to document my arrival. Right?

Well I'd better get back to packing. I hate packing. I've pretty much packed up everything except the clothes and some kitchen stuff and some foodstuff and some deco stuff, and some office stuff and some other stuff.

Oh and I have to go over to dad's house to pick up the pics of me at the shooting range :)