Epic Fail.

Alright, the house is still sans internet, so once again I find myself at the embarrassingly cliche Starbucks to suck their world wide web bone dry. And as if I couldn't be more of a breathing Starbucks stereotype, I decided to up the ante by not only blogging on my laptop here, but to blog a BOOK REVIEW. This is pathetic.. but ladies and gentleman, it has to be done. That's how strongly I feel about this, as some of you may have known before. But it's so much more intense now. So sit back, and let me tell you why you should NEVER waste your time in reading the "Twilight Saga", and if you already have, I'm sorry I wasn't able to warn you sooner.

This all started when I noticed this uproar over the first movie back in winter of 2008, that I had actually never heard of before. Because I couldn't stop hearing from people how "great" it was, I decided that maybe I would see it to. But being the type of person I am, if a movie is based on a book, I like to have read the book before seeing the film. So I read the first book in about a week. It wasn't complete garbage, but seriously nothing I saw as spectacular. In fact, I remember specifically saying to my brother Travis that the book wasn't terrible, but that "I could definitely, definitely tell that this was the author's first stab at writing a book". It was little things I noticed throughout the pages, the use of the same unique word over and over (for example, the word "incapacitated". This may seem insignificant to some of you, but this word actually isn't used that often if you think about it, and she used it several times.. really annoyed me.. I mean, how hard is it to look through a Thesaurus???? Especially if you are a WRITER?!?!?!) But anyway.. so the first book was OKAY but nothing more (don't even get me STARTED on how awful the movies are..). But again, after reading the first one, I wasn't super motivated to read anymore. Fast forward to this past fall when I came here. Johanna, being a 12 year old girl, of course was eagerly awaiting the release of New Moon in theaters. Again, this need to read books before seeing the movies took over and I found myself starting the second book while on my way to visit Naemi in Tübingen. Now I will be the first to admit that this book had in-fact gotten better. The characters were a little more developed and the story was better (probably mostly because Edward's retarded character wasn't in the book that much, and therefore these ridiculous "love" scenes between the two (Edward and Bella) were few and far between (thank god.. I don't think my head could handle anymore of my eye-rolling). I read New Moon quickly, as it was an easy read, and it was somewhat entertaining in the sense that it did build some suspense. But again, nothing extraordinary to warrant the success these books have had, in my opinion. A few weeks after I had read the 2nd, and after I had finished my other book I had purchased I needed something new to read. Because of the success these books have had, it is not hard to find them here, so I found myself shelling out a few Euros for the third installment of this series. I was hoping that with the second book building a better story, that maybe this one could be better as well. And maybe the author, Stephanie Meyer, would have bought herself a thesaurus by now. It took my much longer to read Eclipse. I think I read it in December? January maybe? I'm not sure, but it was a few months ago. I was proved wrong in my assumptions that as the series progressed, so would the quality of the books. Yawn. That is all that comes to mind when thinking back to Eclipse. As I sit here, I honestly can't even tell you would took place in this book. Bella and Edward got engaged? Bella was once again in the center of danger and Edward once again swore to "keep her safe"? There was a vampire fight with 'newborns' in a field? Yawn.. followed by a blank stare out the window. I honestly feel as if I put more thought into what I would want in my burrito at Chipotle, than this lady [Meyer] put into the combined effort of writing these novels. It is enraging to know she is now a millionaire several times over for the sheer exploitation of young 'tween' girls everywhere. Ugh. Disgusting. And now on to the main event.

After reading the third (out of four) book, I seriously had no desire to keep reading. The story was just boring, and not too mention retarded, and left no need for me to "find out what happens next". So, I didn't read it. Then about 3 weeks or so ago, I had finally finished another book that I had been reading forever (it also was kind of boring, and in my eyes a completely unnecessary piece of literature, but I started it, and therefore needed to finish it, even if I was reading it at an extremely slow pace--about 3 pages a week. Dreadful.) and was now looking for my next book. Johanna once again was the catalyst for my appalling mistake. She had brought up one night how she was again excited for the 3rd movie to come out next month (one I can assure you, I will not be wasting my money on). Somehow after that, she was asking me if I had read the fourth and final book yet. I told her no, and she went into one of those "Ohmygod!How could you not?! It's sooo good!" blah blah blah. So, because I refused to pay full price for a book I didn't even really want to buy, I was able to buy a "used" copy on German Amazon for like 4 Euro. Not bad. The book was shipped to me and so I found myself once again reading an f'ing Twilight book. This is where I will start with the full-force of my critique of this horrible, horrible book. I honestly don't see how ANYONE liked it. I mean the whole book, let alone the series, is mediocre at best. I am in no way an author, but I do have a love of reading, and this series does everything it possibly can to try and take that love and beat it to death. Everything I have written in this update until now was just a warm-up to my wrath that I intend to spew forward through my computer keys for the 4th and final book that is; Breaking Dawn. Come with me, shall you?

Where do I even start? I mean seriously? I can not honestly wrap my head around the fact that many of my friends (my entire former WVU lacrosse team comes to mind...) could actually enjoy these books?!?! WTF?! How?! I don't get it. But that's besides the point. The point is: this book is straight trash, and here's why:
1. Not innovating. Although I am sure that Stephanie Meyer thought it was a creative or unique or cool idea to spread the final book into actually 3 books, to make the first and last through Bella's eyes, and the 2nd through Jacob's, it wasn't. It actually was annoying if you ask me. None of the other books were written this way, so why was this one? Dumb. Move.
2. Retarded, for lack of a better word. (Caution: Spoiler Alert). I'm sorry, but you are going to make a point in the first 3 books that A, Bella is a virgin (of course) and saving herself for marriage (I understand this is a good message to send to all the young girls reading these books.. but then you lose me with what the author does next..)and blah blah blah, but then in the 4th book, when Edward and Bella are finally married, and you finally imply that they knock boots, she gets pregnant. Really?! REALLY?! Not to mention the fact that again, through all the books it is pointed out by the author that vampires don't need oxygen to breath, have no blood running through their veins, no heartbeat etc. etc., but that oh, that's right, apparently their sperm still works, no problem. PUH-LEASE. Oh, and once Bella is made into a vampire, she all of a sudden is extremely well spoken? Ughh... I don't think it works that way.
3. Lazy Storytelling. The fact that the Cullen family has all this money that is completely unexplained, but that makes life sooo easy and fun for them is just plain lazy. I mean the vague explanation is that, oh well, they've been alive a long time and therefore save all this money. Well, here's my problem with that: Carlisle is a doctor that actually works in an hospital, no? That means he is actually employed by that said hospital, and therefore would pay taxes and have documents about his work and income. Oh but they move around a lot and use different names you say? Ugh, the same would still apply. Give me a break. When I read that Bella was being taken upstairs in the Cullen house to have X-Rays done to see if her bones were broken by the baby with no more of an explanation but, "oh, I guess Carlisle was able to buy one from the hospital he worked at" or whatever. First of all, do you know how much an X-RAY MACHINE COSTS?!?! Let alone that X-Ray machines like those used in hospitals, and apparently in the Cullen household, need radiation hook-up... Ugh, just thinking about how retarded this book is and how people eat it up is making me get a migraine. I know I am reading too much into these books you might be saying, but excuse me for actually wanted to have a novel where I feel the author actually spent some time into explaining some things and not hoping that I as the reader would just look past it with no questions asked. It's a book about vampires, I already know it's not possible, but if you're going to bring me into a new world where the characters are not necessarily believable, everything else should be. 100 percent. And in these books, they're not. Lazy.
4. Anti-climatic. Okay. This book seemed to me as if it were dragging on and on. But towards the end when all the other vampires were coming together and sharing their special "talents" and seemed as if they were preparing for a battle with the Voturi (I know, the fact that I now know their names etc. is BEYOND embarrassing for me) in the end, it did actually pick up and become more interesting to read. I was able to, momentarily, look past all the other trash I had to read to get to this point, but the final fight that seemed inevitable actually was interesting. But oh guess what. Nothing happens. Seriously. Nothing. The two groups of opposing vampires, each with different "gifts" that would be cool to see in fight, just stand facing each other in the same f'ing field that apparently everything happens in, and they just.. talk. SOOOOOOO FUCKING STUPID. They argue for about a chapter and then the Volturi, who are seen as the "bad guys", jut decide "okay we'll leave" and that's it. I seriously couldn't believe it. Umm.. why didn't you just save me the time it took to read about 3 chapters and just say that the character sent a letter or something and that everything was fine and they all lived happily ever after. The End. It would have saved everyone time. No one dies. In ANY of the books. That are about vampires. Oh wait, I think like 2 may have died, but they were of course "bad guys". No one "good" died. At all. Seriously. I can't get over this. Even in the Disney Movie The Lion King, Mustafa dies. Tons of people die in Harry Potter (but to even try to compare the two series is an insult to JK Rowling). Ugh. This book was so retarded I can't even talk about it anymore. Now that I was able to vent and get this all out about how awful these books were I can forever be done with them. If you are thinking about reading them because you're curious to see what 'all the fuss is about', trust me. Don't. And if you have already read them and you are over the age or 13 and disagree with me, and thought they were good, sign up for the Special Olympics next time they come around because these books are re-tar-ded and so are you for enjoying them. As a fellow avid reader, I would hope you would demand more of authors and the books they write. This book sucks and so does Stephanie Meyer for being rich because of them.

And that ladies and gentleman, is my review for the Twilight Saga. I hope that you will spread the word of how bad they are, because you know what? I can't do it alone. We all must do our part to stop this cancer from growing. And if vampires are truly your thing, then grow up and watch True Blood like a real adult (which BTW is awesome). Twilight Saga: Epic Fail.

Alright. I feel sooo much better now that that is all out. Hopefully I'll update again soon with something worth talking about. And hopefully the internet will be back up soon! Until then, cheers from Germany! xoxox Megan

Oh hey there.. Remember me?

Hallo! First of all, sorry I haven't written anything in well over a week. We don't have internet at the house at the moment, so I haven't had the opportunity to update. But later this evening I should be going somewhere with WiFi so I should be able to let you know whats been going on in my life here in beautiful Germany for the past several days! So.. too be continued. . .

Okay, I am back. I am currently sitting in one of the 2 Starbucks here in Bonn using their free WiFi (and when I say "free" I of course mean "4 Euro that I had to pay for a common cup of coffee... f'ing Starbucks).. but alas here I am. And yes, Travis, I too immediately thought of the scene from Best in Show when the woman and man are telling the story of how they met while sitting at opposite Starbucks. Oh my God. I feel like such a tool. Here I am, sitting on my laptop, in a Starbucks, drinking a ridiculously over-priced coffee, and updating my blog. I am such a douche. Oh well, might as well embrace it, because I have no idea when I'll have internet again at home, so got to use it up while I can. So with calling myself a tool out of the way, what has been going on with me? Not anything too exciting, but as the weather is finally becoming nicer I find myself falling in love with Bonn all over again. It truly is a completely different city when the sun is shining and everyone is out and about. I went back over a few of my blogs, and I don't know what my deal was. I think I was just in one of my home-sickness phases, because as I was walking around the town this past weekend (which was absolutely GORGEOUS out btw) I was reminded of all the things I love so much about life here. Even now as I sit in a Starbucks, I can look out the window to the see all the people walking and riding bikes on the cobblestone with the amazing Bonner Münster (the basilica of Bonn) towering in the background. It's not as grand, or old as the Kölner Dom, but it leaves my breathless every time I see it just the same. This past weekend I had a long weekend at the house by myself. Everyone but me (for once) in the house was starting to get sick at the beginning of last week. The weeks leading up to it, Kai and Lisa had talked about maybe going somewhere to go camping or something for the long weekend (this past Monday was a holiday here in Deutschland; "Pfingsten"). However, as the weekend approached everyone was feeling worse (except me, thank God), so I had assumed that the trip was going to be canceled. In the meantime, Bertus had told me about how he would becoming to Bonn for the long weekend, so of course now, I was actually hoping that it would be canceled so that I would be able to stay in Bonn and see him :) Well Friday finally came around and Kai and Lisa decided that they would still go somewhere, even though they weren't feeling 100%, and Johanna was at her mom's house with a fever so she wasn't going either. It was then up to me if I wanted to go with them or not. Of course, I knew my answer about a year before they even asked, but I immediately felt bad and guilty and nervous to ask them if it would be okay for me to stay home. So after self-torment for absolute no reason, I told them that I would prefer to stay home if that was okay with them. Of course it was. So after packing and getting their things together, they left for a camping place in Holland late Friday night. They were going to stay until Tuesday night--which gave me 4 days at the house completely by myself, which I must admit, I think was definitely needed. So pretty much right before they were about to leave, an unknown number called my phone about 4 times, but because of past experiences I have had with answering unknown numbers here, I ignored it and send a text that just read "Wer ist das?" (Who is this?) and didn't get any response. Then some more time went by and I got a message from Bertus telling me that the number calling me was Moni, the girlfriend of one of his best friends (whom I had met a few times before, and she is extremely sweet) and that she was calling me to ask me to go out with her. So I called her back and made plans. I was excited to go out for a drink with another girl my age. It was so nice. Her phone was dead, and she knew that her boyfriend Flo was hanging out with Bertus, so she kept having me text them like every 5 minutes to see what they were doing and if the 4 of us were going to meet up later, (for everyone who knows me, I am so NOT that girl, so you can imagine how much of a waste of my text messages I thought it all was...). So eventually we did meet up with them later and headed to a nearby bar where we all had another drink. After a little while there, we paired off and left (I know, Jas, I'm gagging too as I write this ^^). The next morning was sunny and gorgeous out. After being lazy mice most of the day, and after bugging Bertus like ALLLLLL day to do something outside with me (he wanted to go into Köln and go go-karting--which is nothing like ours back in the US, so think way more serious, and all IN-DOORS, which of course was the exact opposite of what I wanted to do on such a beautiful day). After working my charm on him (aka, wearing him down for hours and bribing him with food ^^) we headed back to my house where I made some homemade American cheeseburgers :) They were delicious. I also had Bertus find and set up the Wii for me after eating. Bertus had plans to go out drinking that night with some friends from his school, so it was good I gave him a good "base", and I was quick to eye the newly hooked up Wii. That night I had all to myself so after starting my quest for the coveted 'Sparkly' ball in Wii Bowling, I made some amazing guacamole and created one of my famous burrows out of blankets on the couch and started to watch none other than the Osgood family favorite of 24 (the 3rd season--its the season that I had started to watch like 3 years ago, and never got to see past episode 6). I couldn't help but want to text my mom the whole time with just "do-do, dee-dee, do-do, dee-dee" (even though this sounds NOTHING like that of the show, but you can't tell her that). I made it through the first CD easily and started into the second before getting tired. I then went around the house about 6 times to make sure every door and window was shut and locked and then headed down to bed. As I laid there, I of course, knowing that I was alone in the house, managed to have super X-Men like hearing, and heard EVERYTHING and of course immediately thought it was the sound of someone coming in to murder me in my sleep. Nice, I know. I finally fell to sleep and woke up the next morning with the sun shining once again. The rest of the weekend was pretty relaxed and equally as nice. Bertus came over for his last night in Bonn on Sunday night and I made the 2 of us a nice and yummy pasta dinner and my favorite Caprese (even though I'm not Italian as he would say..) and just relaxed. It was so nice :)
On Monday Bertus was going to go go-karting (finally for him!) with his friends, and from there he would be heading back to Mainz. So we said our goodbyes and I prepared for another night to myself to just hang out and do whatever I wanted. I made myself a really spicy mexican dish (it was soo good! I have been CRAVING spicy Mexican food for like, the past 7 months) with again, another batch of fresh guacamole, topped of with a Kölsch. I watched some more 24 and was perfectly content with my life in that moment. It was so nice.
Last night at around 6:30 or so, Kai and Lisa and Emilian and Quito (the dog) all returned, and thus ended my long weekend. I'm really glad I chose to stay home. Not only to see Bertus of course, but also for myself. Because even though I shouldn't feel this way at all, and Kai and Lisa are so amazing to me and I couldn't ask for anything better, I still at times feel like a "guest" in the house, and would never just turn on the TV or start playing Wii or something.. so it was nice to do anything I felt like. I know this is a feeling I DEFINITELY need to get over, but yeah. Well with that being said, me time here at Seattle's finest, Starbucks, is winding down, so I suppose I should wrap this up. But I will be back as soon as we have internet at the house again (tomorrow, hopefully???) to tell you all about my exciting plans to FINALLY.......... GO TO BERLIN!!!!!!!! :) :) :) Talk again soon.. and hopefully the next time I post I won't be updating from the shamefully embarrassing cliche that is Starbucks. Until next time. Miss/Love you all! xoxox Megs ..Oh, and mom.. I'll be finishing the last 3 episodes of Season 3 probably tonight ;)

I'm a Gleek

So in about the past 72 hours I have found and overly indulged in my newest obsession: the show Glee. I seriously have watched every episode and just found out about this series on like Saturday evening. And you know what? I'm not even remotely embarrassed. This show is fantastic and I recommend it to everyone. If for nothing more than the gems that come out of character Sue Sylvester's mouth. Hahahaha she is hilarious. And that's how Sue, C's it.

das schlectes Wetter

I don't know what Germany's deal is, but the weather lately SUCKS! Zum Beispiel: it is currently 8 degrees Celsius (48 Fahrenheit) and it is, let me double check.... yeah, it's the second week of MAY! It no joke seems like late November around here. And the sun is rarely out. Booo. But other than the weather, life is good. I have fallen into my routine even more in the past several weeks and it makes the time seem to fly by much too quickly! However, I have been feeling this week, rather exhausted. I'm not really sure why, it's not as if I am not getting enough sleep or anything like that, but I have just been feeling mentally exhausted lately. Maybe this could be a result of the fact that my brain is desperately trying to be able to process/function in another language, and with it comes-at times what feels like-a never ending list of frustrations. It's strange because I truly feel as if my German has become SOOO much better, but when I go to speak it with someone, I tend to become overwhelmed with a mixture of embarrassment and doubt, and I feel as if I am always messing up. But when I want to write something, it flows naturally, and more often than not, it is a completely correct, well-written sentence. Odd. But at least that lets me know that the knowledge is there, which is nice to know. Now it's just a matter of getting my mind and mouth to work together. ;)

I watched the last 2 episodes of the series Sex and the City last night (in which Carrie moves to Paris to be with 'the Russian' and of course (!!!SPOILER ALERT!!! haha) ends the relationship to move back to NYC to finally and officially be with Big and return to her friends that know and love her). I couldn't help but completely identify with a lot that Carrie's character was going through. While her Russian artist boyfriend is constantly working, she is left to try to live her life in a new city where a different language is spoken. She is seen roaming the streets alone almost completely in both episodes. I can't even begin to tell you how much this is me. I spend a lot of time alone here. And by a lot, I mean almost all. I don't really understand why I haven't made many friends here yet. I mean, I've lived here for going on 7 months (wow) and I still don't really have any friends. It's really depressing to think about it actually. I would honestly kill to have Emily, or Jill, or Jas or anyone here for just a weekend! But maybe this is just one of my homesickness waves talking. Or maybe my hormones are out of control or something (no, mom, I'm not pregnant). I refuse to lie to you, my loyal readers (and by readers I mean reader, shout out to Granny!), when I was sitting outside of a cafe this past Saturday (alone of course) I heard local street performers playing the Maroon 5 song "Sunday Morning" and I seriously had to fight back tears. It was just so beautiful! That's embarrassing to reveal, but its the truth, and I don't know what was going on with me there, but I just thought it was so lovely. Silly, I know.

But luckily tomorrow is Friday, which means the weekend. I have been in contact with this guy from Toytown who (FINALLY!) actually lives in Bonn. So we are going to meet up for a drink or two tomorrow in town. I'm excited to have a reason to get dressed up and go out. But, uughh it's another guy. Of course. Is there really no females my age living in Bonn?? Apparently not.. sigh. I spoke with Naemi the other night and she might be in Cologne this weekend also, which would be AWESOME! I want to see her! It feels like forever since I saw her last. But, ahh! It's dinner time now, so I am going to go. Sorry to end so abruptly. I'll post again soon!
Oh and this is the best picture I have taken of Emilian yet! I made it into a card for Lisa's first Mother's Day :) So cute. I still can't even believe how big he is getting and how fast he is learning things. Such a Cutie Bear.. if this picture doesn't make your heart melt, than you are insane. Back again soon. Miss and Love you all back home more than you know! xoxoxox Megs

Alles Gute zum Muttertag!

Happy Mother's Day to all the amazing mother's out there! None of us would be who were are today without you! Especially me! My mom is the funniest/kindest/strongest woman I know, and I mean she would have to be, because how else would you make a daughter this kick ass without some cool-ass parental DNA?!?! ;) ..But in all seriousness, Mom, Happy Mother's Day! You really are the best, and I love you more that I am sure you truly know! :)

Thanks to all the moms out there! xoxoxo

.:Snapshots from London:.

Just a brief glimpse of my Tuesday night and Wednesday spent in England last week:


Ricky Gervais! (blurry, I know.. but I wasn't able to use my flash..)


Tower of London!


Tower Bridge


My "Beefeater" Tour Guide :)


Big Ben and the London Eye in the background


The Bulldog himself, Sir Winston Chuchill!


Westminster Abbey


Buckingham Palace!


Piccadilly Circus (mostly under construction.. boooo)


What photo collection of London would be complete without a picture of a British Royal Guard?

Damn, Too Bad..

Saw this on someone's facebook and all I can say is it's too bad that I'm not home, because I'm pretty sure with my wits and Emily's camel hydration backpack (she might bring something else to the table???) we would rock the SHIT out of this! And as for our 'team' costume, I mean it's obvious. She'd go as Lazy Mouse in one of Sue's cardigans (which I am sure she is wearing now) and I'd go as Industrial Mouse. Done and done.

But for all of you in Columbus, look into doing this, it sounds like so much fun!

http://www.scavengerdash.com/cmh.html

(copy and paste it into your web browser.. Sorry, I tried to link it, but blogger changed how they set up the posts and now its all ass backwards and nothing works. grrr.)

LONDON! (part II)

..alright, after a nice 48 hours off I think my brain is ready to get back to the task at hand; which of course is writing about my day in London! So where was I? Ahh yes! The White Tower. Next, I walked up the stairs into the White Tower where a current exhibition was running showing off a large collection of the armor made for and worn by a number of past kings and knights. There was also a really cool display that showed the "armor" or things used from other cultures from around the world that had been given to different monarchs as gifts. One of them was a full Japanese armor that would have been worn by samurai that was given as a gift to James I in 1613 during the early years of English contact with the Japanese. The piece that I (of course) thought was really cool was the full headdress and countless flint arrows that was given by the Lakota Sioux. After exploring the White Tower and seeing most of the exhibit, I headed out and made my way toward the Medieval Palace--the living and sleeping quarters for both Henry III (1216-1272) and [his son] Edward I (1272-1307). After walking through this, my time at the Tower of London was coming to an end. I went to the gift shop to buy a magnet for my mom (obviously) and then found the exit. I had spent a little over 2 hours there, although I must admit it would be easy to spend more time there. But, sadly, I was on a tight schedule, so I needed to keep moving! After officially leavings the outer walls of the tower I made my way back to the Tower Hill tube station and boarded the Circle Line headed for Westminster station. After a quick ride, I got out and headed for the "way out". As soon as I stepped out, there he was: Big Ben! (And no, not the creepy rapist football player..) I took several photos of the House of Parliament and then walked the short distance to Westminster Abbey. I quickly looked around and took some pictures and then walked for about 15 minutes until I came to Buckingham Palace. The flag was raised, meaning the Queen was in :) After again, taking some quick pictures and soaking in the history of what lay before me, it was off to my next stop. By this point it was probably close to 2 and I knew I only had about 3 more hours until I would need to head for the airport to catch my flight home. I walked around the nearby park and made my way to the Victoria underground. There I got back on the tube towards Piccadilly Circus. I took some quick photos of Piccadilly (most of which is currently under construction), went into a tourist shop called 'Great Britannia' and bought a super cute bib with a bear dressed as a Royal Guard for Emilian :) then it was off to find somewhere to get some lunch. I walked to Soho which is just Northeast of Piccadilly Circus and found a nice little pub. I walked in, ordered a Guinness and found a small table next to the window. I took a quick look through the menu, even though I already knew what I wanted: Fish'N'Chips :) I went back up to the bar and ordered and then returned to my seat where I then filled out some postcards. My food came and it was delicious. I soaked in my last hour or so in London in the pub just relaxing a little bit after the crazy running around of the day. After my late lunch, I gathered all my things and headed for the nearest underground station. There I got on and made my way to Liverpool Street, which is also a train station. I bought my train ticket with the last of my money (literally the LAST of my money.. I had about £19.36 on me, and my ticket was £19 exactly.. phew!). I boarded the train that left at 5:55 headed for the Stansted airport--which would be about a 50 minute train ride--and chose a sit. The days events were starting to catch up with me as I was pretty tired. I made it to the airport at around 7 or so and my flight didn't leave until 8:10, so I killed some time browsing the shops throughout the terminal. It was finally time to board my flight, and again I was sitting in 1F so getting on and off without any luggage was a breeze. The flight was on-time, and only took about 45 minutes this time to touch down at the Köln-Bonn airport. Kai came and picked me up and I told him a little bit about my time, and also about how excited I was to lay down in my bed :) And that my friends, was my glorious 32 hours in London, England! I've uploaded most of my pictures from my trip on Facebook, but for those of you who don't have it (aka Travis and Lisa) I'll put some up here soon. Miss and Love all of you! xoxo MegLett