As soon as we stepped off the plane, we noticed so many differences.
Number 1, the beautiful, rich accents of the Londoners. We kept saying how much we loved them as we walked to the U.K. border patrol station in a part of the airport. When we got there, there was a tremendously long line. We were so tired, because most of us didn’t get very much sleep on the plane. So, that meant having to lug our backpacks, pillows, and blankets through the long line with our tired and sore bodies. Finally, we reached the patrol counter where our passports were checked. The man at that counter was very nice and gave us our first stamp. Yay! We were in London!
Difference Number 2, people drive on the left side of the road on the right side of the car. Crazy! Our first car ride was in an Uber, where we were crammed in with our luggage on an hour-long drive from the airport in Gatwick to our apartment in London.
Difference Number 3, the landscape. On the highway, there were green fields, horses, and trees to the left and right of us. Our highways have old trees, marshes and rocks on either side of us, so this was a very nice change. Around 45 minutes into the drive we reached the city. We didn’t do downtown to where all the famous stuff is, but we still got an awesome impression of London.
Difference Number 4: there were the big beautiful double decker buses. Sarah and I tried to get a good picture of them with no luck. They were bright red and we saw at least 5 of them in the 15 minutes to our home.
And Number 5, the way people drive. I think it’s a little crazy. They go fast then slow and zoom all over the place. The street signs are confusing too. But after all that, we were at the house. Our driver parked with some weird maneuvers that I have never seen, probably because they drive on the wrong side of the road (wink). He then helped us carry our bags.
We got inside, but the cleaning lady hadn’t finished yet, so we dropped off our stuff and went to lunch. We passed a kind British gentleman who solved our food dilemma and told us where to eat. We walked to George’s Portobello Fish Bar and ordered some fish and chips. Difference Number 6- chips are fries here, and fish and chips is the equivalent in popularity to the American hamburger. The chips were delicious and so were the fish and buffalo wings. The restaurant was cute and tasty and we are going back.
Difference Number 7, football and soccer. Right outside our apartment is a football pitch. Not American football, but soccer. They call it football, which is interesting, seeing that is what we call the biggest sport in America.
When we were home, we unpacked and took naps. When my dad woke me up for dinner, I thought it was morning and was so confused. It may take us a day or two to get on a regular schedule.