Jet 'lag' or jet 'stop'

I finally found free interweb - here at Costa Coffee which knows a bit about turning a bean and making a well good cup of coffee. Corinne's currently sleeping - it's 8 here and I advised her against it as I feel like I'm just now starting to operate like a real person.

Corinne prepared some post for when we acquired said interweb - our new favourite hotel chain LOVES to give you a Paris Hilton style green camera treatment when it comes to thinks we might regard as compulsory hotelery. Internet is 6 pounds or 12 dollars for an hour of time - food starts at about 9 pounds for nachos (made with what can only be described as cheese poop on the side, though the guacamole is strangely right on), and directions, while free, not the best.

Before I post the old events, I'll briefly describe today's events: despite my Jewish heritage shining through, we're actually having a right decent time. Today was the day that we decided to stop caring so much about how much everything was costing and to instead enjoy ourselves if we saw fit. Unfortunately for my dad, it was AFTER we left Herrod's where we attempted to find him a striped tie per his request but were stymied by wares than rang in at 80 quid (that's $160 to you and me). We really haven't bought any souvenirs much to my chagrin - but we did try to with our visit to Herrod's. The place is absolutely GINORMOUS - like scary big. We walked all five floors and saw enough commerce to make our heads spin...pretty much Nieman Marcus on crack. I've put a few pictures of our exploits below to give you a flavor for our situation...tomorrow we head off for our guided tour in London to stare at Big Ben and other attractions - think we might hit up Madame Tusseau's to 'flip off the pope' like Backer's bro :)