I love travelling — I honestly believe that I don’t do enough of it. Always makes me feel more energised, and sitting on my duff all day long really makes me pine for it.

So I’m lucky to be getting around a bit in the next few months.

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As we’ve moved along over this journey, I’ve taken pictures of things for posting to the blog. Some of them didn’t make it, for one reason or another. But hating to waste good pictures, I thought I’d throw them into a blog posting for all to experience.

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[This entry originally posted on How To Get Lost: I love pubs.]

Last night, Amy and I decided to check out some of the local pubs near our hotel. Here’s what we noticed.

1. Local pubs have a great atmosphere. Some don’t, and you can tell right away — when everyone stares at the “outsiders”.
2. All food and drink is ordered at the bar. Ain’t no waitstaff.
3. Guinness comes in two varieties: “Normal” and “Cold”.
4. Guinness tastes way better in England.
5. Pubs aren’t as smoky as we’d expected.
6. Pubs close at 23:00. What the heck is up with that?!
7. Fish and chips isn’t just a meal — it’s almost a religious experience.

[This entry originally posted on How To Get Lost: On the way to Russia.]

Why is it that British buildings are so freaking hot?

My bag finally appeared at the hotel last night. Clean underwear is a good thing, indeed. I’ve had it back barely 10 hours and have turned it back to British Airways for our flight to St. Petersburg. Sigh

Britain is a neat country, and I look forward to seeing it again sometime. But for now, the adventure continues.

Keeping it short. This internet kiosk has a really crappy keyboard!

[This entry originally posted on How To Get Lost: A little more of London.]

The first run of business today was food at Paddington Station. As it’s Sunday, not everything was open, and what few things were open weren’t wholly attractive. One thing I have to ask about British cuisine — what’s with all the freaking mayonnaise? Most of the sandwiches really didn’t appeal to me (I’m sure the “cheese and spring onion” is tasty, but it looks like something went bad and is seeking recognition as a sentient organism). I ended up with a fairly tasty pesto pasta salad.

We stopped in Oxford Circus so Amy can stock up on even MORE knitting stuff (I think she might be more obsessed with knitting than I am about trains — but that’s just me) before we found our way to the British Museum (not far away).

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[This entry originally posted on How To Get Lost: Baggage update.]

The backpack is actually here. However, it’s still at Heathrow (or at least was an hour ago) going through customs.

I’m very happy I didn’t pack any foodstuffs aside from the dehydrated soup. A jar of peanut butter might set off import alarms.

The saga goes on. I need a shave. I need a clean shirt. I desperately want clean underwear.

The joys of travel!

[This entry originally posted on How To Get Lost: The Tale of the Missing Backpack.]

As I wrote yesterday, my bag is missing. British Airlines didn’t deliver it along with myself to London, England, which has left me a little understocked in the underwear department (among other things).

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