poor marylyn...

...she got stuck on the tube.  That's right it happened.  We were getting off to go to this art exhibit and kevin got stuck in the door and then right behind him was poor little marylyn stuck on the tube.  What ensued was like out of a movie.  There she was hands up with a priceless look on her face, "WHAT DO I DO?"  The rest of us were laughing and walking along next to the train.  I swear our flat needs to be on a reality show (we've already decided to call it "Frat Flat").  Honestly, I am still laughing about it while I am writing this entry.

We took the tube, got lost, asked around to everyone and finally found this "Agit Pop" art exhibit in this print studio.  It was really neat because the guy who put together the exhibit gave us our own private tour of it.  I mean most of it went over my head but it was really neat.  All the art is from political issues and such.

We came back and found this little restaurant called MOR-ish where the waiter made fun of us for being American (we did not understand his jokes).  And then went out to Mango's for Alan's birthday.  I think I found my British love there.  I mean we didn't talk, but we made eye contact quite a few times.  I'm telling you, it's fate.

This weekend is a Bank Holiday so we plan on doing lots of tourist stuff.  I will let you know how it goes.

Things I've learned:

1.  NEVER say fanny in England

2.  Don't have 9 people walk out of the same door on the tube because not everyone will make it out...

3.  When Alan gets drunk he talks in a British Accent

4.  Boys buy drinks for girls in England too

5.  They soak the fruit for champagne in vodka