The Eble's Go to Europe: Catching up!

'Ello Paupet.

Before I begin, I wanted to address the issue of commenting. I know some people were having an issue with commenting on the blog... well, that was my bad (Sorry, Nana). I have now set it so that anyone can comment whenever they'd like.

Now for a little recap of my personal experiences in Monterosso and the great city of London.

After a week and a half of constant walking, sightseeing, hustle, and bustle, I cannot begin to tell you how excited I was to get off the train in Monterosso to be greeted by this:

mmmm. BEACH

I could literally feel the exhaustion begin to melt away. It was about time for some relaxation, Eble style. Obviously, as soon as humanly possible, we got down to the beach and spent the majority of our time reading, swimming, cliff jumping, napping, and simply soaking up the sun. After three days of relaxation, with a little exploration, souvenir shopping, and hiking spattered throughout, it was about time to head to London.

Hey there, little guy!

This is what I meant by "Eble style"

The best part was when some lady leaned over him to take a picture. ha.

Ok, so this is in Rome, but it reminded me of Assassin's Creed, so I needed to post it.

Notice the awkward hands

Via di Amore

For my married friends, Shane and Jennah Pech!

Fortunately, I was able to finish the book I was reading (below left) just before the plane touched down on English soil. The best thing is, have been reading nothing but British authors since setting out on this trip!

Seriously, if you haven't read the Space Trilogy, it's a must.

Who could stay away from Holmes when traveling to London?

London, talk about a climate shock. Going from 85 and tropical to 55 and raining is seriously confusing on the body; however, it was kind of nice to be back in a populated area. Being able to walk the streets while blending in to the crowd of people who speak your own language is a nice change. The people of London have a pretty good resemblance to the people of Seattle: varied styles of dress for a wet climate, decently friendly, and fairly health conscious lifestyles (from what I can observe) seem to be the norm, although their accents are much better than ours.
We have seen some pretty cool things walking the streets; interesting art, gigantic ferris wheels, fuzzy hats, the Globe, and some pretty cool English pubs.

So much better in England. I'm not joking...

Tonight is my kind of night. We (Mom, Spencer, and I) are headed back to the Globe Theatre to see Henry V. Yes, I'm nerdy, but I love Shakespeare. I'll definitely be telling you all about it later.

Seriously. The hats are fuzzy.