Tomorrow. 5 a.m. Two cars, three bags, one glorious airplane. Then I'll be there! (well, after a two hour underground transit... i mean really, who stays in WEMBLEY PARK??) Beside the point. What matters is that I will be here.
Oh and soon after I will be here.
It gets better. I will then be here.
Oh, I even get to spend a day here.
This trip will be so good. I'll even take some pictures of my own so I can stop robbing from other people... oops. Just know, that if I don't blog, it is because I am having the greatest time--ever.
Oh. I still love Enjolras BTW.