The Original Bathhouse

Sorry I haven't written in my blog. Unfortunately, Aaron, the bloke I'm staying with, doesn't have any internet and I couldn't find an internet cafe anywhere in London.

Anyway, I'm currently in the City of Bath that has some really interesting Roman bathhouses. Dave and I took the tour and facinating to learn exactly how these thing came about.

The city in general is quite historic. The buildings are absolute massive and gorgeous. New York may have tall buildings, but London and Bath have huge expansive stone buildings that are magnificant. I'm in awe.

I have catch the train back to London, but I'll see everyone soon. Cheers.

All Nighters Are Only Fun When It Involves Sex

All right, people. It's 4:48 a.m., Wednesday, June 8, 2005. I leave in about 30 minutes to make my way to JFK and take a transatlantic flight to London. I haven't slept a wink because I've been out drinking... and because I still haven't finished packing. I was afraid if I fell asleep, I'd never wake up, miss my flight and then someone would have to die.

This is my first trip overseas so I'm extremely excited. I'm 25 years old and I've never had my passport stamped. I feel so middle-of-nowhere-Nebraska. Well, in 10 days I can finally say I'm a well-educated, well-cultured New Yorker. Uh... well, I can at least say I took a plane over an ocean.

So, hopefully this will be the first of many updates. Gotta go. I'm still not done packing.