Days 4 and 5

I am writing this in good spirits from one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. So yes, we successfully made it out of the UK. Everyone raise your glass and celebrate! It was one of the most exhausting 24 hours ever, but the important thing us Boone was hurt and we made it out ok, with a little help from sone friends... Love you mom and dad!

Our time in London was actually a rather pleasant day. We walked all over the city and saw many beautiful things, like Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, buckingham palace ( we actually even accidentally arrived as the guards were changing) and went up the London Eye. That night we went to a "global" concert in Camden at a tiny and vibrant underground venue. The band had 12 members and it was pretty fun to watch. On the way home Nat decided that she was hungry so we got two falafal sandwhiches from a little stand and they were deliocous! I finished mine beforre we had to switch tube lines, but it took Nat thee whole rude home and this we thought was hilarious!

We got to our hostel and hopped on the internet to email and blog like we do every night, but last night we didn't quite make it thar far... You see, I always hig my purse to my body so that it doesn't take off running, but last nigt a decided to put it between my feet under my chair. Needless to say, it didn't stay there for long. I picked up my purse and noticed that it was much lighter then usual and found that my wallet wad missing. Another guest suggested reviewing the security tapes so we spent about 15 minutes doing this and sure enough watched a guy come up and snatch the walkent right from underneath me! Err, it wad frustrating.

To make a long story short, and because nothing about this one is funny, except for when Nat applauded as I walked out of the embassy gates four hours after I had walked in them, and 12 hours after the whole ordeal started... We made it out of London and couldn't be happier to be in the middle of the Swiss alps! Ask me about the embassy another day, it often felt like I was in the middle if a seinfeld episode!

We arrived in Switzerland semi delerius from another sleepless night and a rainbow greeted us on both sides of the airport road we drove out on. Literally. It was so beautiful I wanted to cry! When we arrived at the huge bus station we had no clue where we were headed but knew it was close by. We showed the bus driver, who spoke no English or French, the name of our street and he gave us about five different hand gestured directions. We looked at eachother and at the huge station we were lost in, secretly thinking well never find our way out, but just started walking. This strategy has actually brougt ya many great surprises all week and apparently we speak gesture well, because we exited the station at another side and were right on our street. We looked at eachother with an exhausted sigh of relief and excitement. Our hostel is beautiful, the people are nice and we can't wait to explore the mountains and rude country side trains tommorrow!

Untill then, thank you all for keeping us in your thoughts. More from the alps in hours...

Signing off safe and sound,

The girls :)