just pretend like this is wales

Kyle posing as Sherlock Holmes in the museum

Yesterday... what an adventure. We though we would tag along with some other girls who were going to Wales. Their bus was leaving at 8 a.m., so we were going to leave around 7 to be able to get to the station and buy tickets. We ended up leaving at 7:30, ran to the underground station and got to on train, nervously looking at our watches as the departure time crept closer and closer. We made it to the bus station with ten minutes to spare, ran through the terminal to the ticket counter... and there was a huge line. Dang. And the next bus didn't leave till 9:30, and it was a three hour bus ride, and it gets dark so early here...
So we let the other girls go without us.
Maybe next week.
Instead, Kyle and I went to 221b Baker Street, where Sherlock Homes was supposed to have lived, if he had been real. We got off at the Baker Street tube stop, and wandered around the neighborhood for a while until we decided to ask a shopkeeper where the museum was. He kinda laughed at us and said, 'Why would you want to go there?' A bad sign. He gave us directions anyway, so we went.

The house is not very big, and the cost of a 'museum tour' was £6. I'm not sure it was worth it; it was just a couple of rooms with period furnishings. One room had life-size wax figures of crime scenes from the books, so it was kind of funny to pose with them, but other than that I was pretty disappointed.
For dinner yesterday Kyle and I had kind of a date at a sushi bar on the South Bank. I really enjoyed it: there was a conveyor belt with all kinds of sushi on different colored plates on it. Each color was a different price, ranging from £1.70 to about £5. You could pick off whatever you wanted, and at the end they counted the number of plates and gave you the bill based on that. I thought it was delicious.
Cheers!