cor blimey.

arrived safely in the u of k. it was a testing twenty hour travelling experience that i'd rather not do again. we traversed many time zones, and lost god know how many hours sleep, but we've made it. the lovely simon picked us up from manchester airport, and drove us back to his place in the midlands, which was very nice of him. found myself acting like a two year-old in the back seat, trying to keep my eyes open, but my head was nodding, and i had to give in to more than one power nap on the trip home.
it was lovely to wake up in country england, with cows mooing in the back paddock, and not a neon light to be seen. took us a few days to shake the jetlag off completely, but i think we're onto a natural sleeping pattern once again. fingers crossed.
my good friend marcucs organised a stellar weekend in london for me when i arrived, so i've hopped on a bus, and come down to see him. yesterday we went to the tate modern and a leisurely four hour walk around the various rooms. all i can say is wow. it's really an experience, and seeing as most of the permenant collection they have is free, i can't recommend going and havng a peep enough. it was a bit overwhelming to see so many beautiful and inspiring artworks in just one day, so i'll be going back for sure, to have another squizz. i'll be in london for a few days yet, just having a look around. hoping to get up to meet the relatives in scotland soon, with my cousin nick. until then i'll open my arms to the queen, and see what she has to offer...


marcus and christey sharing a beverage with me after a walk through the tate modern, down by the thames.


me riding front seat in a double decker in the midlands. it's pretty scary. it feels like there isn't a driver. i'm not sweating it though. taking it all in my stride.