London

I'm in London, but not for long.

Oh... and British accents get old fast. At least to me.

Mmm... and the terminal 5 (the British air terminal) looked like one of malls or whatnot from a futuristic "utopia" movie. Like the island, or whatnot. It was kinda creepy, there was a huge 50 foot tall screen playing typical british advertizement stuff (not tv type ads, but the abstract ones). All and all it was very cool, but kinda creepy. And on the plus side they all spoke english.

I almost forgot. I had to get padded down in Heathrow. I started to pull out my change and stuff before the metal detector to put in a tray but the guy told me not too. Guess what? I set off the detector. So I got padded down had to empty my pockets and show it to the gaurd. Well I had my rosary in a little pouch, he asked what was in the pouch and I said a Rosary. He said "whats that?" I died a little inside and said "prayer beads."

Mitch