And no... it's not a title of a rap song, it's the story of my life for the past 2.5 weeks. On 28-07-09 (that's how dates are written in Europe), my cousin Kelly and I (WillyTee) set out on a journey to get our passports stamped the f*** up!!!
We arrived in London's Heathrow airport at around 10:00 p.m. London Time (5:00 p.m. our time) after a 6.5 hour flight. After going through customs and getting our passports stamped, we headed to drop our bags off in the hostel and explore the first city on our itinerary.
Actually, before we went anywhere, we had to stop at
The Toilet.
All restrooms in Europe are called toilets. It sounds a little uncivilized, but it does the job...
Sidebar: Although this one was free to use, many of the 'toilets' in Europe require its users to pay twenty cents or more before entering.London and the rest of Europe were absolutely amazing. It would be impossible to chronicle all that we saw in one post, but this is definitely one of those experiences that I
cannot not blog about. So get ready for a number of installments that cover: food, hostel life, fashion, getting baked in Amsterdam (where Marijuana is legal), nightlife, centuries-old architecture, and much much more...
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