I was being overly confident that we could get tickets. After alot of hoopla we arrived at the park to find out that the concert had been sold out. There were over 40,000 people there the night before, this was to be the less busy event, their second concert in a row. Complete dissapointment, we sat in the park listening to the choons from far away, we were even able to see the stage…but. Bollocks if you ask me. A random bloke approached me, two tickets he had, I offered him less than 1/2 the face value…..he happily accepted. Holy crap, for 40 London Bucks we both got in. The concert was busy with “only” about 35,000 people, insanity. I will write more later.

Buckingham palace.

We even watched some type of a military parade, changing of colours or something like that. No clue, but it happens only once every 25 years and we stumbled upon it. Sadly the Queen refused my repeaded phonecalls and doorbell rings. I just wanted to be nice a nice tourist and ask her out for drinks and sausages. Mean-Queen.

Our flight home costs £12.00.

From Gatwick to Vancouver. I even ordered a vegetarian, dairy-free meal….just to screw with them.

PS. Not going to make it to Poland, not enough time + too tired + I want to go camping in BC + I miss my cat + spent too much money + I want to make Polska a vacation all on it’s own!!!!

My first British pub.

Just had my haircut and now it's clearly time to celebrate with some breakfast pints. Tried a few local beers and so far have been very dissapointed, most taste like very watered down ales. A STRONG beer here is a %5 lager, it tastes like Canadian with alot less crispness and flavous. Not giving up yet, the day is young and the variety is extensive. I will however stop asking for suggestions from the locals.

Just had Coronation chicken (Hi Elaine!!), a chicken breast wrapped in a pita, smothered in a mustardey, tangy sauce. Superb.

For Queen and country.

Made my 1st ever transaction with the British pound. It was for very delicious and tart grapefruit juice and it was uneventful. I'm finally gonna get my hairs on my head cut an styled, I look unsightly, more than ever.

Hello from Horley.

We are staying in just a lovely private little guest house. The proprietor is a splendid bloke who has greeted us very warmly. Our place is fabulous, one very big room, modern bathroom, free Internet and breakfast. The town looks like Oak Bay, absolutely gorgeous. I am really loving the feel of suburban England. We are a short train ride from London but will actually spend the day wandering around this quaint little town. Just had a fabulous dinner and a little walk. We haven't slept last night, very excited to sleep all night and wake up to bangers and mash. It's now time for my evening tea, good night.

Late, late, late.

Our airship, a near new Airbus 320 is oficially 5.5 hours late. Apparently easyJet had staffing issues and a problem getting fuel delivered on time. The hours we planned on using to explore London were spent sitting in the Airport's McDonalds eating McChicken bites and reading stupid Greek magazines. Spent over 14 hours doing nothing. Sad.

Fantastic news!!!!!

Our flight to London is delayed by at least 4 hours. We haven't slept, showered or done any laundry. I can smell my feet. On a positive note the nice people at easyJet have generously handed me a 4€ "snack voucher". Now that's customer service!!!

The boat ride was less than stellar.

The “flyingcat 3”, the name of our ferry, really does fly. The crossing was less than 3 hours but with the darkness outside and the very choppy seas it was like a drunken see saw session. We were packed like sardines. To kill time the crew decided to play some movies on the handful of overhead displays but the audio was so mute I was making up my own storyline. Repeated requests by a handful of travellers to jack up the volume were met with blank stares. Arrived back in Athens at 1AM, met up with a couple Canadian girls and took an hour long bus ride to the airport. The airport is huge and very modern, sadly we were unable to get on the early flight. Now we’re sitting here in this empty airport, 9 hours to kill. SHIT.

Mustache update.

Sadly last night the mustache has been sheared off. I miss it. This morning I have decided to grow a fresh one. I am eagerly anticipating a more widespread adaptation of this exciting and long forgotten facial feature. Why isn't the Tom Selleck look as popular as it clearly should be is baffling.

We have been forced by the strong winds to remain on this island for one more day, actually we might be able to leave late tonight, time will tell. The ferries were canceled. The weather is great but it's getting slightly boring here. We've been pretty much everywhere on this island paradise but there is only so much you can do. Lying on a beach, I'm embarrassed to say isn't my idea of fun. In addition if I run into another screaming, drunken teenager I will politely, and respectfully kick their ass.

PS. That is an actual tattoo on this dude's finger, coincidentally his name is Matt.

I do not recommend the movie entitled:

"The Incredible Hulk"

Edward Norton, I truly believe that you are one of the best actors ever. If you're reading this blog, and you should, could you please STOP stooping to these incredibly low depths of movie making.

Kind of funny.

Our hotel has a movie hour and all they play are bootleg movies that they scam off the net. They played Sex in the city, Iron Man, now playing The Incredible Hulk. This particular showing is a really bad and blurry camera version with mono sound, Chinese and Greek subtitles. It's fun to be here right now, watching a stolen movie in a beach bar with a bunch of drunks from around the world and eating deep fried food with mayonnaise. I'm going to hell for sure.