
On the train from the airport to London.

Our hostel room in London, nice and spacious, haha.

I think we were lost?

Fingerboarding - Obama approved.

Thomas Hitler?
So, after a really early flight, one of the weirdest tasting sandwiches I've ever had for breakfast, and buying some Haribo, we flew (plus a HILARIOUS woman who was afraid of flying - don't get me wrong, I felt bad for her, but she was making the weirdest noises and movements. Kind of became an in joke for the trip thanks to Olli bringing it up all the time, haha) and then landed (which made the scared person do the cutest little triple clap in the world) and took the train to London. After finding out place, we sat in a bar and waited for an hour or so until we could check in, then basically just chilled the rest of the day. Monday we all went to shops we wanted to go to whilst looking for spots, so I dragged the guys to Totally Swedish - and got Julmust (a swedish christmas soft drink) and Singola (awesome biscuits) for me and my girlfriend to share when I got home. Olli spent 300 quid on 3 items of clothing, but to each their own! The next day we went to Madame Tussauds and that was awesome. Patrick Stewart was my favourite, that man is pure legend. After a long day we went back home, I felt ill so I went to bed early, and then Thomas and Olli got drunk and came back really loud at 2am ._. Apparently there were christmas girls, haha.. I have no idea.
So anyway, after some fun and long days, we were all set to meet up with some UK fingerboarders! AND I'll tell that story this evening :)