Travel log, day 1...

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It is the distant future. Things are quite different. For instance, this is the future. You, my audience, is in the past. Therefore, things are different, because I'm in the present, which you call the future, and you are in the past, which you call the present... ... ... ..I can't think of any more differences...

For those that don't know, I'm in England. For the next few months, I'll be detailing my adventures as I gallivant in foreign lands, inevitably being insulting for my brutish American tendencies. Can't wait..:-)

I arrived at JFK International Airport in New York City at 2 PM. After checking in and eating and saying goodbye to my parents and going through security, it was 4:30 PM. My flight was at 7 PM. What did I do, you ask? I took artsy farts pitchahs of course. For instance:


This tiny piece of cardboard is worth $537. I figured I'd take a picture of it...

Here's a picture of all the people waiting for the 7 PM flight when I got there at 4:30. No, that's not a trick of the camera. That row of seats really does go on forever..:-P

I found this Euro cent on the floor. My first European currency..!

Then, I got on the plane. I was told Air India had amazing food. So, when my meal came to me and it looked like this:

I was exceptionally disappointed. But watch what happens when you open it up...

Didn't see that one coming...

So, then I landed. I got through customs surprisingly fast, picked up my bags, and met my cousin. She drove me to the American army base (she works there) and brought me to the grocery store. Here's a few veggies that took me by surprise in the produce section...
















Lot's of creepy looking vegetables here. So we drove to the pet store to pick up my cousin's dog, and, while waiting for her to come out of the shop, I started reading the advertisements on the door. I wish I had pictorial evidence of this, but one of the services offered by the shop was "scissoring", which I found hilarious (South Park reference++)...

Next, we drove to Jaime's house where, upon seeing how nice my bed was, I promptly passed out for 4 hours. When I awoke from my coma, dinner was almost ready. Jaime kept apologizing for the meal, but it looked like this:
















So I had no idea what she was talking about. It was delicious in every sense of the word...

After dinner, I set up my computer and Skype and talked to HBoO and my family. Good times all around, but now I'm tired and must sleep. I have about 5 hours of train riding tomorrow before I arrive at my actual destination...

One final note, Jaime's dog, Romeo, looks just like HBoO's dog, Hickory.

Good night, everybody...

-Matt