it begins...

Finally!! I made it to London.
It took a five-hour layover in Chicago O'Haire airport, and a six-and-a-half hour flight from Chicago to Heathrow, but we're finally here.
What a day! We arrived in London at 5:45 this morning, and things took off immediately. The guy sitting next to me thought he lost his passport, so I stayed on board after the rest of the passengers had gotten off to help him find it. We found out the seat couching really do come off, thinking he had lost it between the seats. No luck. Finally after 3 flight attendants and a security guy helped us, the kid found it in his bag. Thank goodness! But by that time, the rest of our group was already gone. Luckily we were able to follow the signs to find customs and immigration, and get our baggage. It ended up being about 8 by the time we left the airport.
Then, London!
Our flats are adorable... I live with four other girls on the sixth floor of an older building in Leinster Gardens. So it was an adventure trying to get my huge luggage up the stairs. Uugh.
{here i would upload a photo, but the internet is really slow at night}
Right after we unpacked a little, Popo (the director- "not Dr. Popovitch, not pop-pop") gave us a walking tour of the area we'd be living in. By this time, everyone in the group was exhausted. It's 11:30.
We got back from Popo's tour, and the grad assistant, Chris, said he wanted to show us around some more. So about 15 of us (there's 45 total) went on another tour, this time farther away, to Buckingham Palace. We didn't actually make it there, though: everyone was so tired that we turned around. We took the Underground back, which was interesting. It's a very clean subway system, compared to some in the United States. You can tell they care about it.
And now it's 5:51 p.m., and I've had about three hours of sleep in two full days of travel. I think it's time for sleep.
Cheers!