We leave for our adventure in a few hours. It all starts innociously enough by catching the 7:37 from Teddington (That does not sound quite as good as the 5:15).
I left America on the 27th April and expected the trip to become real to me then, it didn't. Funny thing is, it is still not real. I think John feels much the same.
I arrived at 7:10am Tuesday and by 7:30 I was thru customs. John was not there and by 8am I was sure something was wrong so I called. No one answered so I left a message and made myself comfortable. John finally arrived at 9am and apoligized profusely thinking I would be mad and told me I had to drive. At this point (having had no sleep) I was just happy to see him. It turned out that John went out drinking the night before and got a bit caried away. My call at 8am woke him up and he ran to his parents, jumped in the car and came straight to the airport. Well almost straight, he did have to make 2 unplanned stops! So I drove back finding the whole situation amusing. John added some custom graphics to the side of his parents car and another unplanned stop was made. There would have been a picture of John at the Jet Wash with his parents car but we did not have the camera with us.
Other than that there is not much to report. I got my jabs, we did some shopping, went to a few pubs, a comedy club and a football match (Fulham vs. Watford, 1-2). Later on there may be some photos here of some of the get-togethers. Unfortunately we had no film left when John Horgan stripped and got slapped at 'The Office' (two separate and apparently unrelated events).
The most common question has been, 'do you think you can get along with each other for 9 months?'. I am not sure why this pops into everyones minds, but rest assured you will be the first to know when the first punch is thrown.
Rupert
Stockholm