So I got on a plane from Detroit yesterday afternoon and when I woke up this morning I somehow made it to London Heathrow. The flight was long and boring, but that’s to be expected I guess. Everything was going good until I got to UK customs and they decided it would be funny if they held me up for an hour and searched through all my stuff. I guess I must have looked shady or something coming off the plane. Now I’m in London and I feel like I know my way around the city pretty well since I was just here last summer. London definitely has one of, if not the best, metro system I’ve been on. It’s like the one in New York, but its actually clean and looks new. I guess that’s it for now until I go on a bar crawl tonight. LET THE ADVENTURES BEGIN!!!