So it begins...

I finally got some sleep and figured out this whole blog business so here we go.

My flight from Miami to London Heathrow was pretty productive. I watched almost 4 movies I wanted to see: The King's Speech, 127 Hours, Due Date and Burlesque. I can now honestly say that I was right in believing Black Swan should have won for best director and not The King's Speech. Don't get me wrong, it was good but not better than Black Swan. For sure. Anyway, I hated Heathrow because they don;t even post which gate you need to be at until 20 minutes before boarding starts. What the hell is that about? Then there was some creep in the plane who kept picking his nose. A grown ass man picking his nose constantly. Disgusting. Then I got to wait half an hour for my luggage and my grandma was at the wrong arrival gate haha. It was all good, I found her :-) With lovely tulips for me. And there was a nice big bag of candy waiting for me in my room. All is well with the world.

My entertainment. Courtesy of my sister Krissy. Gotta Catch 'Em All!

The surprisingly-not-so-disgusting lasagna on the plane.
The bread, however, was abysmal.

Oh, yes.