Friday, July 3, 2009

I hate you, Andy Roddick

Status: Satisfied and a little bit scared

The end of the family part of my London trip - my vacation, if you will - came to an end tonight with a spaghetti dinner. My father's friend from college, Bob Bell, lives here in London and is part of the Community (if you don't know what this means, it's not important). So, we went out there to have dinner. He was such a pleasant guy that had the most unique sense of humor. I got to see a genuine British house - humble and very comfortable. He drove us from the tube station to his house, so I got to ride in a car that had the steering wheel on the right side instead of the left

Shut up. It was a first for me. Don't judge.

It was such a lovely evening. We sat outside on his deck and had wine and spaghetti. Then, of course, the after-tea and I had it with milk and sugar, just like I'm supposed to. It was really a nice way to end the "vacation." Tomorrow, I have to print out my script and do laundry. I think we're going to try to hit the Tower of London, but I'm not sure we'll make it.

Pip pip, cherrio and all that rot

Oh, and by the way, I hope Federer KILLS Roddick.

G'night! ^_^

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