Under da Sea

Status: All good over here

# of Fish & Chips consumed to date: 6

Danielle and Missy woke me up this morning. Not incredibly early - around 10 - but I was actually still sleeping. I was very disoriented.

They said it was a beautiful morning and that it wasn't going to rain.

It was very cold, very windy, and slightly rainy today.

So, we went to the London Aquarium to look at the fishies.

And oh, the fishies we saw. There were many a fishy and some sea turtles, too. We got our picture taken (green screenin') on a turtle.

Then, we went out to the pub. The London Pub, actually, and I had a Snakebite (lager and some kind of cider mixed together. A nice twist on a plain beer).

Missy and Danielle met someone from New Zealand, who was very nice. I think his name was Paul.
But, the minute the 2 Scotsmen came over in their kilts and Scottish purses, I think poor Paul realized he would not be captivating the ladies' attention anymore, seeing as his accent was slight and theirs was thick thick thick.

I felt like I was talking to Billy Boyd...except even Billy Boyd wasn't as cute as these two.

I went into shy mode (which is why I probably should have had a few more beers), but that's okay. I smiled, I laughed, I spoke when spoken to, and otherwise just sat back and listened to them talk. Missy and Danielle did all the flirting. I just wanted to listen to them. They were wonderful
They also had a TON of girls' pictures in their phones. And they said they were on a European tour, so I can only guess just how many ladies they've wooed with their accents. I was wooed, but I don't give out my entire deck of cards. They're heading to Paris tomorrow anyway, so their company was enjoyed by me for one night.

Now I be back here.

I wanna chill tomorrow. Finish revisions on my script. Go to church. Maybe hang out at the British Library (if it's open on Sundays). Otherwise, chillin' sounds like a fantastic plan

Okay.

Pip pip, cherrio and all that rot! G'night