Day 1 of being a stupid tourist...

After a quite lovely flight from Charlotte to London-Gatwick airport (I had two seats all to myself!), I arrived to a typical scene in London: heavy rain an gloom. :( I bought a train pass to get from Gatwick (way out in the country) to St. Pancras (North side of London). On the way, I showed my true tourist colors by struggling to squeeze my much too large bags into a tight container under some seats, to the dismay of the locals on the train (they are all silent, reading newspapers, and not by any means friendly - my impression so far at least). So I am riding along next to the only nice person on the train (a very attractive blond, I might add) and THWACK - my big duffel bag which was stored above me comes crashing down and hits me square in the head. Ridiculous. And the worst past is - all but one person pretended it didn't happen - only a "are you okay?" from the blond girl next to me. Booo - maybe this weather makes people grumpy.

Well, it's 10am local time and I am off for a day of fun in the city (weather-permitting), beginning with a quest to the fabulous British Museum on the Tube! Here it goes!