This is going to be a short posting because I'm beat. I'm in London now, finally. From Dublin by ferry to Holyhead, then by train to Crewe, then another train to London, then a cab here. At least the scenery was nice, beautiful actually. I think nice calming scenery is the only reason why I didn't flip out when I get to my room and there's already someone sleeping there. I go down to reception to get it fixed, walk back up three flights of stairs only to show the receptionist the guy sleeping in my bed, then go back down stairs to get it fixed, then it gets fixed and I walk back up, but only two flights this time. Lucky for the receptionist there was no one in my bed. It wasn't his fault and he did what he could to fix it, but I was starting to get a little ticked. You can only walk up and dawn so many flights of stairs with a full pack on so many times without getting a tad frustrated. Anyways, I have a bed now and I need to sleep. I'm beat. Just letting you know I made it to London. Love you all.