Okay seriously, I have a case of the Mondays in a bad way. We arrived in England to my Mother throwing up in the airport bathroom for like 20 minutes. Then, we got to the hotel and our rooms are not going to be ready until 10. It is now 8:46 AM here.
Dear England: Stop sucking! IMMEDIATELY! I know it is not your fault, but I didn't fly for frickin ever to sit in a hotel lobby, with my Mom passed out on a couch in the lobby near me and me looking like crap...see plane reference abover for why.
It's not really that big a deal. We had a half day thingie scheduled for today but since we have a "free day" on Thursday, I had it resheduled as I really don't want to do things in a foreign country BY MYSELF! Backpacking is not for me.
This post sucks, so far my trip sucks, let's just pray that my Mom feels better after a little nappiepoo and then we can at least go out and have a nice dinner. For crying out loud. I AM SO PISSED but this is just day one no biggie! We have 15 more days to experience all Europe has to offer, just pray that they aren't all this bad, please Lord if you love me at all...don't let this day ever repeat!