Last Day

Well, it's Saturday night over here and I am in the middle of packing to go back to stinky America. We have to get up really early tomorrow morning and I really don't want to obviously. Our flight's at nine in the morning and we'll probably be home at like 5 in the evening Sunday. I'm going to feel like crap on Monday, I just know it. Mom and Chris get to stay home Monday, but NO not me. Anyway.....Linda is sitting here talking her little short head to bits, telling me to say nice things about her. Haha! I feel so powerful near her since I can see over my own aunt's head. Ugh....um, Thursday was cool. We went to London again and me and mom had to look for Ewan Mcgregor's house only to find it was in a different city. Then we went to the eye and got in it. I thought it would be cool, but I ended up feeling sick and had to close my eyes to keep from getting dizzy. I don't get it, I'm not afraid of heights. Then Linda met up with us and we WALKED. For miles and miles we walked......me and Mom were nearly about to faint. We then went to the Shakespearean Globe Theatre. It was cool. Then we walked some more, found yet another pub......ate there, I got chatted up by a toothless drunk, and then we made our way to the theatre to see the Lion King. It was beautiful. I almost cried. Not because it was beautiful, but we had to climb 5 flights of stairs to get to our seats. But fortunately, we caught a cab to the train station so we weren't walking that much more. Friday me and Mom and Chris went on a drive again around the country side and saw a castle. I had to stay in the car though since I felt sick to my stomach. Then we found a little tea kitchen and had some tea and scones. We fed the ducks, saw a man carved out of chalk on a hill, then went to the beach where the wind blew 60 miles an hour and there were giant rocks on the shore instead of sand. Mom and I made the mistake of going down the hill of rocks to where the waves were and Mom fell on her ass. We have pictures.......it was hilarious. Afterward we took some photos on a cliff, got some gas, then went home. Chris wanted some beer so we got that and I got some red bull. Word of advice: Never Drink 3 Red Bulls at one time. I got serious digestive problems now. Well, today we met Chris' aunt, uncle, cousin, and cousin's kid who was my age. They were nice and crazy......just how I like my family. We then stopped at tesco and got some sweets, had a roast beast dinner, and started packing. I said goodbye to grandma and she started crying. I feel bad now.....but, I still have to finish packing and get a shower, so.....see you back in the U.S...........adios