<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721</id><updated>2011-08-01T14:31:55.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD DAY LONDON</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-8210468193761801996</id><published>2009-09-01T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:36:10.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More London To Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sp4EQqhuOrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FBnu834ruw0/s1600-h/the+eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376739689467099826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sp4EQqhuOrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FBnu834ruw0/s320/the+eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its true. There is a very good possibility that sometime in the very near future many more blogs about adventures in London might pop up here. Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-8210468193761801996?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/8210468193761801996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-london-to-come.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/8210468193761801996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/8210468193761801996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-london-to-come.html' title='More London To Come'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sp4EQqhuOrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FBnu834ruw0/s72-c/the+eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-5532491945579813273</id><published>2009-06-12T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:53:24.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>edinburgh...the athens of the north. (or so our professors say)</title><content type='html'>Our professors told us before we left that Edinburgh was "The Athens of the north." I will just tell you what we did and you will have decide for yourself if that is a true statement or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode the train from England to Scotland and we stayed in a resort hostel. Seems like an oxymoron but that is what it was called. We all looked like the biggest tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346498268615646706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKT2S0TnfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/FYt48Odw704/s320/P5291403.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Brandt got a hairwrap on the royal mile.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346497700853233746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKTVPvMuFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/sMzn_HcJozY/s320/P5291400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to the ruins of a priory. It was the most beautiful day ever and we got to ride on a boat over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKSzNGmkII/AAAAAAAAAVI/6ukmNQFLUoo/s1600-h/P5281378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346497116030537858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKSzNGmkII/AAAAAAAAAVI/6ukmNQFLUoo/s320/P5281378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some family photos at the priory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKSffleV1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/RT-6zLO5hVE/s1600-h/P5281385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496777394476882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKSffleV1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/RT-6zLO5hVE/s320/P5281385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at this for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKSMVpdP5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/FgPsWp_l6_Y/s1600-h/P5281373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496448309313426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKSMVpdP5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/FgPsWp_l6_Y/s320/P5281373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soaked our feet on the dock waiting for the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKRzbz2avI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5-dm51_3gQA/s1600-h/P5281375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496020466789106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKRzbz2avI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5-dm51_3gQA/s320/P5281375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We climbed 246 stairs to the get to the top of The Wallace Monument to enjoy a spectacular view.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKRZoR1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/zwRC2023pEg/s1600-h/P5281371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346495577137177618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKRZoR1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/zwRC2023pEg/s320/P5281371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Stirling Castle and I finally found where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKPhUM4kEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oCsdEoURXC4/s1600-h/P5281363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346493510163402818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKPhUM4kEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oCsdEoURXC4/s320/P5281363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked up and down the royal mile and loved every second of it. It is amazing. We also did a ghost tour on the royal mile and visited the most haunted place in the UK. Pretty spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKOzOsaf3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/UzOmXds6oC8/s1600-h/P5281357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346492718411054962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKOzOsaf3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/UzOmXds6oC8/s320/P5281357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at vast amounts of family tartans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKOQEpWKnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/czAMdZSn0hA/s1600-h/P5271356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346492114418412146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKOQEpWKnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/czAMdZSn0hA/s320/P5271356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Dolly the cloned sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKN3xMMB_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/7zql09NJ6CY/s1600-h/P5271353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346491696878979058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKN3xMMB_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/7zql09NJ6CY/s320/P5271353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate some chocolate soup...and let me tell you it was as amazing as it sounds.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKNTJy80SI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7jyOeBgis1c/s1600-h/P5271349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346491067828850978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKNTJy80SI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7jyOeBgis1c/s320/P5271349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We climbed to King Arthurs Seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKLnMHig2I/AAAAAAAAATw/KqD4BnzuqQk/s1600-h/P5271343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346489213026206562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKLnMHig2I/AAAAAAAAATw/KqD4BnzuqQk/s320/P5271343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Edinburgh castle and enjoyed this amazing view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKK5YQHGsI/AAAAAAAAATo/_t6pCIYVjpo/s1600-h/P5261321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346488426009402050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKK5YQHGsI/AAAAAAAAATo/_t6pCIYVjpo/s320/P5261321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met some Scottish guards. Don't worry, he is wearing a kilt. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKJmNYh6GI/AAAAAAAAATg/Up65P_yzlmk/s1600-h/P5261317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346486997162780770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKJmNYh6GI/AAAAAAAAATg/Up65P_yzlmk/s320/P5261317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a brief summary of our trip. What do you think, is it the Athens of the north?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-5532491945579813273?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/5532491945579813273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/edinburghthe-athens-of-north-or-so-our.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5532491945579813273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5532491945579813273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/edinburghthe-athens-of-north-or-so-our.html' title='edinburgh...the athens of the north. (or so our professors say)'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SjKT2S0TnfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/FYt48Odw704/s72-c/P5291403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-1172973932293901056</id><published>2009-06-09T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:57:06.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>encounters with fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5D2ip8uVI/AAAAAAAAATY/9nzwKgTkeLY/s1600-h/P4290847.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since being in London I have had more than my fair share of encounters with famousish people. I don't know if it's that celebrities flock to me or if I just have a knack for spotting them. I think the real reason that I see so many is I can stalk like you wouldn't believe. The celebrity spottings started early on while we were filming the T-mobile commericial in Trafalgar Square. We were just singing along when who should show up not more than 40 feet away from us but &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. Celebrity siting number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345284412030105938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5D2ip8uVI/AAAAAAAAATY/9nzwKgTkeLY/s320/P4290847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then just a few days later we went and saw &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Who should we see after the show but Glinda. Below is picture evidence. Celebrity siting number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5Daodwa1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/eyNv59IZVSA/s1600-h/P5051007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345283932553243474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5Daodwa1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/eyNv59IZVSA/s320/P5051007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we conveniently also saw Elphaba. Ok, maybe these weren't so accidental and I may have waited outside the stage door but still I met them and even though they might not be that famous now they might be someday. Celebrity siting number 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5C3ej_njI/AAAAAAAAATI/7zEqMjHBOKU/s1600-h/P5051008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345283328599629362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5C3ej_njI/AAAAAAAAATI/7zEqMjHBOKU/s320/P5051008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few days later we went and saw &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hairspray! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and we decided to wait at the stage door once more to meet the stars of the show. This time I wanted to wait because I wanted to see Link, and just look at the picture below....you will understand why. Celebrity siting number 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5CQq0CVLI/AAAAAAAAATA/lcrXU2iNxVg/s1600-h/P5121052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345282661873243314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5CQq0CVLI/AAAAAAAAATA/lcrXU2iNxVg/s320/P5121052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And since we were already waiting we thought we might get a picture with Tracy as well. Yeah, she's a little weird looking. But still, you never know if she might become really famous someday. Celebrity siting number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5B1qQfgvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CggDbmILu8U/s1600-h/P5121053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345282197867692786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5B1qQfgvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CggDbmILu8U/s320/P5121053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, just last week we went and saw Hamlet starring Jude Law. Brandt and I got sweet tickets in a private box right next to the stage, thanks to our friend Sydney who waited in line from 6 until 10 in the morning to get us tickets, and who do I see coming in but Kate Beckinsale. Turns out I could be a paparazzi because I spotted her the second she walked in the room. Brandt wasn't convinced it was here but after we brushed shoulders with her, and I do literally mean we brushed shoulders, I did actually touch her, we were convinced. Yes she is as gorgeous in real life, yes she is tiny, and yes she is just a normal person. Celebrity siting number 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5BKtm3wYI/AAAAAAAAASw/mMEs2SYiU7Q/s1600-h/kate+beckinsale.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345281460032487810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5BKtm3wYI/AAAAAAAAASw/mMEs2SYiU7Q/s320/kate+beckinsale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We wanted to get a picture but everyone was leaving her alone so we just got this picture of her back from a distance. She is the one with the phone out in front of the lady with the yellow bag. She was there with her mom and she was even eating candy...proof that even famous people eat normal food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5A3QruJII/AAAAAAAAASo/0awEnyELYkw/s1600-h/P6051456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345281125850686594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5A3QruJII/AAAAAAAAASo/0awEnyELYkw/s320/P6051456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the show we went around back and who should we meet but JUDE LAW. Yep, that's right I met THE Jude Law. And he's short. Here is some photographic evidence. Celebrity siting number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is signing something for someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5AV2j7NKI/AAAAAAAAASg/NaJU4HuARq8/s1600-h/P6051460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345280551902983330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5AV2j7NKI/AAAAAAAAASg/NaJU4HuARq8/s320/P6051460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here he is focusing intently on something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si4_3SWeFPI/AAAAAAAAASU/i0NlPjabS4c/s1600-h/P6051462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345280026786796786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si4_3SWeFPI/AAAAAAAAASU/i0NlPjabS4c/s320/P6051462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And here he is with me. Yeah, it's not the best picture of me but it's also not the best picture of him and oddly, that is the face he made in EVERY picture. I am actually touching him in this picture. We talked. Our conversation went something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Can I get a picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Him: Absolutely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He signs an autograph for someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Him: Where am I looking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is where, if I had been smart, I would have said, "Into my eyes. Do you see your future wife?" But unfortunately I just pointed to the camera and said, "Right there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I smiled he stared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Thank you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Him: You're welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think he'll be looking me up soon. We hit it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si4_nS-38mI/AAAAAAAAASM/R6hQMU5GHkw/s1600-h/P6051463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345279752078357090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si4_nS-38mI/AAAAAAAAASM/R6hQMU5GHkw/s320/P6051463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And for those who still don't believe. Here is his autograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si4_V75t3WI/AAAAAAAAASE/dThtTQ_wngs/s1600-h/P6051465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345279453824933218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si4_V75t3WI/AAAAAAAAASE/dThtTQ_wngs/s320/P6051465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, if you ever want to meet anyone famous, stick close to me. I'm practically famous myself by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-1172973932293901056?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/1172973932293901056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/encounters-with-fame.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/1172973932293901056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/1172973932293901056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/encounters-with-fame.html' title='encounters with fame'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Si5D2ip8uVI/AAAAAAAAATY/9nzwKgTkeLY/s72-c/P4290847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-5332290064629383167</id><published>2009-06-04T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:15:00.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>abbey road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Do you recognize this picture? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612659515173842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SihTZvOuq9I/AAAAAAAAARU/0v2mwbdLZjo/s320/crosswalk-abbey-road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those four guys were part of a little band called The Beatles. They were once quite popular in the UK and found a following in the US as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612328661780946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SihTGetIidI/AAAAAAAAARM/IFfkWOasZG0/s320/P5241293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As true tourists we had to make our pilgrimage to Abbey road to recreate the famous photgraph--and yes it did feel like a religious experience signing our names and favorite Beatles' lyrics on the wall in front of the Abbey Road Studios. Notice in the photo above the cabby headed right towards Mari. They don't seem to slow at all for pedestrians, so crossing the street here can be quite a treacherous experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343613748282084530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SihUZHM_TLI/AAAAAAAAARc/O6s2BHQeC4A/s320/P5241299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614380861775826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SihU97vvX9I/AAAAAAAAARk/rrABx-ZtKQU/s320/P5241303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember folks, in a world of turmoil, The Beatles said it best ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and I am the walrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-5332290064629383167?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/5332290064629383167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/abbey-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5332290064629383167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5332290064629383167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/abbey-road.html' title='abbey road'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SihTZvOuq9I/AAAAAAAAARU/0v2mwbdLZjo/s72-c/crosswalk-abbey-road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-8953739265130345290</id><published>2009-06-03T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:04:39.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disneyland</title><content type='html'>We know what you are thinking..."two days in Paris and you spent one of them at Disneyland Paris?" The answer is yes. And we don't regret it at all. We know that you are secretly a little jealous. It was just as fun as it looks, and in some ways even better than the original. The highlights: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343252364116885410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SicLtyRz_6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/2fGGE5YZB34/s320/P5221268.JPG" border="0" /&gt; -Getting to the station and realizing we bought the wrong ticket. We couldn't get out of the station and no one, no employees, no passengers, NO ONE was there to help us. Finally another train arrived and we snuck out behind someone as they went through the turnstile. We are probably on wanted posters in France by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343253331352831634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SicMmFg1RpI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PLAlVceHEgI/s320/P5221270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;-Not "Haunted Mansion" but "Phantom Manner" all westernized and much creepier than the california original. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343254111158463746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SicNTeg-7QI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/erryJz_1o30/s320/P5221276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Space Mountain. We went expecting the same thing as our american versions, and got our american versions on steroids. Flips and corkscrews and a 0-1000 MPH blast off begining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343255753332150914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SicOzEFs0oI/AAAAAAAAARE/7TlnfT2CHb8/s320/P5221281.JPG" border="0" /&gt; -The castle. The only thing better than real European castles are imitations of real European castles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day. Could have stayed longer, but enjoyed every minute. To anyone interested in going to Paris...don't let anyone try to convince you to skip over this one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-8953739265130345290?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/8953739265130345290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/disneyland.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/8953739265130345290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/8953739265130345290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/disneyland.html' title='disneyland'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SicLtyRz_6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/2fGGE5YZB34/s72-c/P5221268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-7354285908077573794</id><published>2009-06-01T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:39:02.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>commentary with brandt and mari: Paris day one!</title><content type='html'>Brandt:  We started our weekend away bright and early...not quite early enough because the underground train we needed was going to be twenty minutes later than expected.  Luckily we found an alternate route and made it to the station just in time to get a stamp in our passport and on to the Paris bound chunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari: The whole time we waited at the tube station Brandt and I just kept thinking that it was probably good that our mom wasn't with us because she would be having massive travel anxiety and would be freaking out that we were going to miss the chunnel.  It worked out nicely however, because we made it in time but we were late enough that they rushed us to the front of security. No lines for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRLs_I_sbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/J8w4JaYHiZA/s1600-h/P5211232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRLs_I_sbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/J8w4JaYHiZA/s320/P5211232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342478294203740594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRLELmyP0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/o1jVL-oBptg/s1600-h/P5211231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRLELmyP0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/o1jVL-oBptg/s320/P5211231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342477593175277378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari: This is Sydney our perfect travel companion. She is obviously beautiful, she's fun, she hates museums as much as us, and she LOVES Disney as much as us. We formed a club. The DLPP. You're going to have to figure out for yourselves what that stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandt:  Hey syd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRJFp33j1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fxsqlwRQIr8/s1600-h/P5211236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRJFp33j1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fxsqlwRQIr8/s320/P5211236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342475419456606034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandt:  Arriving in Paris we found perfect weather, perfect Parisian streets with pastry shops and women shaking their rugs out the windows, and got to our hotel right in the middle of a perfect little neighborhood.  We found our way here to the Arc D'Triumph (I speak spanish not french so be patient if thats wrong) and enjoyed the view down the Champs Elysee.  It was bigger and more beautiful than I expected it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari: Listening to Brandt attempt to speak French was a highlight....it was terrible.  We walked down the Champs Elysee and enjoyed looking at all the high end shops that we could never afford and stopped in the Disney store to prep us for what was coming. We went up a side street looking for a cafe to eat lunch at and upon turning up it what should we find but an attractive guy leaning against his Vespa staring into the distance, just like every movie you've ever seen that takes place in France. Me and Syd both wanted to hop on the back and ride off into the sunset with him but restrained ourselves. We ate lunch at the most perfect French cafe with amazing authentic ham and cheese sandwiches on baguettes. Delicious. We then finished walking down the Champs Elysee and ended up by the Louvre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRISflJmFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p6JyyJTeeBs/s1600-h/P5211240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRISflJmFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p6JyyJTeeBs/s320/P5211240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342474540520413266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandt:  Mari and Sydney seemed to think this was an embarassing look.  I was fine with it.  My mom bought me the wallett to hang around my neck.  A girl we met at the train station told me it was worse than a fanny pack.  As for the Louvre...unfortunately we are not as cultured as we should be.  After about an hour we didn't know what else to see...sorry to all those that think that is blaspheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari: Brandt was the world's best tourist. The outfit was amazing but the real kicker was when he pulled out his homemade, plastic wrapped peanut butter and jelly to eat on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRSh1VEp5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ndi9whWgreM/s1600-h/P5211242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRSh1VEp5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ndi9whWgreM/s320/P5211242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342485799172876178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari: This is Mona. We saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandt: She's still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRHalh-PKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jDJ9BO-UgPQ/s1600-h/P5211245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRHalh-PKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jDJ9BO-UgPQ/s320/P5211245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342473580045024418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari: After the Louvre we walked along the Siene and took in the gorgeous scenery. It was an absolutely beautiful day and lets just say that the Parisians were taking advantage of the sun. We walked down onto a cobble stone side walk beside the river only to find many sunbathers just laying on the sidewalk next to the river. "Odd," you might think, since they can't swim in the river, but it got weirder when we passed a man sitting next to the river in nothing but his underwear and weirder still when we passed a saggy old lady in a bikini...minus the top. It was truly a European experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRGoHSWjRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lPgi9RI_1KI/s1600-h/P5211248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRGoHSWjRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lPgi9RI_1KI/s320/P5211248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342472712932986130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandt:  We found Notre Dame.  All of Paris, but especially Notre Dame, was amazing to see.  It falls in the category of incredible things you always see in pictures but is even more incredible to see in person.  The stained glass was incredible, and the carvings and gargoyles on the exterior were equally impressive.  It was a really neat experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRGFvXt7XI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ga3lr1DbZdM/s1600-h/P5221252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRGFvXt7XI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ga3lr1DbZdM/s320/P5221252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342472122397486450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari: We ate at this great French Bistro right near the Eiffle tower.  Ordering was a little difficult since we spoke no French and the waiter didn't really want to own up to the fact that he knew quite a bit of English.  The food was so yummy and for the record French food is much better than English food. After dinner we debated for about 15 minutes about whether or not the tip was included in the bill, needless to say we didn't leave a tip. It's no wonder Parisians hate Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRFsK8bVoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DPTAQURSFTQ/s1600-h/P5221261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRFsK8bVoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DPTAQURSFTQ/s320/P5221261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342471683122615938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandt:  We finally made it to the Eiffle Tower.  It was beautiful.  The sun was setting and we decided to go to the top.  We waited in a pretty long line, and by the time we got to the elevator it was pretty dark out.  We took the lift to the first stop about half way up.  The view was amazing from there, but we got in the next line to go all the way to the top.  Whilst waiting in line I noticed a clean cut kid about my age with his two sisters and parents.  After observing for a minute I leaned over to Mari and Syd and said "that family is mormon."  We talked about it for a minute, and they agreed.  We just needed confirmation, that even half way around the world, waiting in line for the Eiffle tower, a mormon family is recognizable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari: So, we decided that we would ask them where they were from and then maybe we would be able to decide if they were truly Mormon or not. When they snaked around by us in line we chickened out.  We got to the top and we had a new plan that we would ask them to take our picture and then we could ask them if they were mormon. The first 5 minutes on the top of the tower were not spent admiring the view but rather searching for the "mormon" family.  We finally found them and the picture plan failed so Sydney, the only brave one among us, just ran up to the kid and straight up asked him if he was mormon. Brandt and I were so mortified that we both ran in the other direction and hid behind a tiny gray box that was about four and a half feet tall. When we realized how ridiculous we were we went and found Sydney and discovered that sure enough, they were mormon.  Not only that but they were from Sydney's stake back home in Washington and lived about 35 minutes from her.  They were such a sweet family and we talked to them for a while and discovered that the boy was going to BYU. The mormon community sure is a small one.  After that we were able to really look out and take in the spectacular view.  It was absolutely breathtaking and it was honestly one of the neatest things that I have ever done. We finished up top and made it back down to the base where we went and got DELICIOUS crepes. Until you have had crepes in France you don't know what they are meant to be like.  We got back to the hotel and slept quickly knowing that the next day was only going to bring more adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRFWwbYHaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SrGAKndiATU/s1600-h/P5221263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRFWwbYHaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SrGAKndiATU/s320/P5221263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342471315227418018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paris day one: a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-7354285908077573794?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/7354285908077573794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/commentary-with-brandt-and-mari-paris.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/7354285908077573794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/7354285908077573794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/commentary-with-brandt-and-mari-paris.html' title='commentary with brandt and mari: Paris day one!'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRLs_I_sbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/J8w4JaYHiZA/s72-c/P5211232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-5990385548218992991</id><published>2009-06-01T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:14:56.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I have the best brother in the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRDPztdqEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XxcFvjnKaH4/s1600-h/P4280797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRDPztdqEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XxcFvjnKaH4/s320/P4280797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342468996826245186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. He has at least this many girls and usually many more on any outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRC7bi8qRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tar18vDNOZY/s1600-h/P4270790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRC7bi8qRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tar18vDNOZY/s320/P4270790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342468646742305042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. He is patient while we stop in stores like this and never complains while the girls spend hours trying on clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRCqbHLrnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fNYm1CBiVKw/s1600-h/P5151157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRCqbHLrnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fNYm1CBiVKw/s320/P5151157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342468354568072818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. He swims in freezing cold ponds in the middle of parks with his professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRCRbwidoI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BNAMeJ3jTAA/s1600-h/P5191192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRCRbwidoI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BNAMeJ3jTAA/s320/P5191192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342467925244802690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. He always looks good and he knows how to work it...obviously. I am pretty sure every girl here has a bit of a crush on him....also, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRB45CriVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/BBN6lGO_QSs/s1600-h/P5121055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRB45CriVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/BBN6lGO_QSs/s320/P5121055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342467503608793426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. He makes me laugh daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRBUOCCUjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jVnwTPTkg_o/s1600-h/P5291394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRBUOCCUjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jVnwTPTkg_o/s320/P5291394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342466873588077106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. He is always up for an adventure......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRA8j6JPRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zdBKCpFETKU/s1600-h/P5291400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRA8j6JPRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zdBKCpFETKU/s320/P5291400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342466467143695634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even if it means ending up with a hair wrap down to his shoulder that will eventually result in a bald spot on his head when he takes the hair wrap out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to you Brandt, the most patient, loving, fun, easy going brother I could ever wish for. I am so grateful that you came with me because I simply could not imagine this adventure without you. I love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-5990385548218992991?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/5990385548218992991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-have-best-brother-in-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5990385548218992991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5990385548218992991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-have-best-brother-in-world.html' title='Why I have the best brother in the world.'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiRDPztdqEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XxcFvjnKaH4/s72-c/P4280797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-1018522054742812364</id><published>2009-06-01T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:51:18.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; I know, I know. Its been a long time. I'm sorry. After many requests for more, your gonna get it. Lots more. We've been to Paris. We've been to Scotland. We've done amazing things. But "what?" you might ask, has kept you from posting pictures from these trips. Good question. In my downtime I've been doing things like swimming in the freezing cold lake in the middle of Hyde park with my professor. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342400134780643090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiQEngmZZxI/AAAAAAAAANc/0b7RuOqII4k/s320/P5151152.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notice how white our legs are. It was by no means summer at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342401098759261378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiQFfnszzMI/AAAAAAAAANk/pxl50RZc5PA/s320/P5151160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342401736182633826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiQGEuSYlWI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZMJS_f2ikbc/s320/P5151159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How many people have had this kind of bonding with their professors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342402111871534658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiQGal1mRkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/31CM98XvWNE/s320/P5151157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After swimming about 25 metres I had to stop because I had a brain freeze. First time I've ever had a brain freeze from external coldness. Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now that you understand that I've been busy, I hope you'll forgive our lack of updates. I will have pictures from Paris and Scotland soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-1018522054742812364?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/1018522054742812364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/excuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/1018522054742812364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/1018522054742812364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/06/excuses.html' title='excuses'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SiQEngmZZxI/AAAAAAAAANc/0b7RuOqII4k/s72-c/P5151152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-7099257312187197314</id><published>2009-05-16T03:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T04:16:31.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arthur, austen, and a lot of alliteration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are back from our weekend in Cornwall. As Mari pointed out however, it was really a week away, since we got back on Friday and weren't even gone for the weekend. We spent two nights at a beautiful beach resort in Falmouth, and although the weather was overcast the entire time, loved seeing a new side of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377845565270722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6fYJAuqsI/AAAAAAAAANM/nrjT2wPFaQo/s320/P5131128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amazing coastal village: We stopped in the small village of Polperro (PolPerro, with lots of alliteration on the P's and O's if you want to be proper like our director) when we first got to Cornwall. The smell of the sea, and the fishing supplies piled up throughout the tiny cobblestone streets that snaked through the town, made me almost feel like I could spend my life walking up and down the hills and be a fisherman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336369900431430402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6YJrFNUwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KxjaZTMBmt4/s320/P5121072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336371940899406898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6aAcarxDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/O5rMo--YYnQ/s320/P5121074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336371430198306210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6Zit6DZaI/AAAAAAAAAME/-HLJotpVQg4/s320/P5121069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arthur: We spent one morning at Tintagel, (TinTagel...you getting the idea?) the legendary birthplace of King Arthur. Dr. Crisler explained that the time period and location don't really add up to give validity to the story, but the dramatic cliffs and epic sea caves certainly make for a proper setting for a story as legendary as that of Arthur and Merlin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372609258273762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6anWP2u-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/wXF7EK5Ud68/s320/P5131117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336374112663594578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6b-23nZlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/N7fMPwSPJTQ/s320/P5131100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336374634864960114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6cdQOH4nI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UlhVxSOIMAE/s320/P5131115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336378867236088642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6gTnCCK0I/AAAAAAAAANU/A_8ahMMWIsw/s320/P5131118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;authentic cornish everything: We had our fill of cornish pasties, cornish clotted cream, cornish breakfasts, and all kinds of other cornish foods at the delicious restaraunt at the hotel. We were very spoiled to have stayed at such a nice resort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336375191052511330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6c9oLkaGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f3H9ITWrpDc/s320/P5121093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;austen: On the way home we stopped at the home of Jane Austen. The girls loved it. I liked it. The town it was in was one of my favorites we've seen. All the homes had awesome thatched roofs. It was easy to see how someone that spent much time there could start fantasizing about romance and write six of the most read romantic novels of all times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336376423499199218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6eFXZwcvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0dp4Oe9iU9c/s320/P5141144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336376816814549106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6ecQncaHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wkraKq2zxi8/s320/P5141147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lot of driving: We spent a lot of time on the bus, but luckily found a box set of all the Harry Potter movies for only 20 pounds. We each put in a pound and watched Harry Potter on the bus as the English countryside rolled by. What more could you ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-7099257312187197314?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/7099257312187197314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/arthur-austen-and-lot-of-alliteration.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/7099257312187197314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/7099257312187197314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/arthur-austen-and-lot-of-alliteration.html' title='arthur, austen, and a lot of alliteration'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sg6fYJAuqsI/AAAAAAAAANM/nrjT2wPFaQo/s72-c/P5131128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-7207474000607693972</id><published>2009-05-12T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:52:23.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a weekend away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sgpf7zyrD8I/AAAAAAAAALk/EFrjrjZqPNQ/s1600-h/P5121055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335182189693439938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sgpf7zyrD8I/AAAAAAAAALk/EFrjrjZqPNQ/s320/P5121055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are off to cornwall for the weekend. Hope you are all enjoying your weekends as much as we will be! If your weekend includes anything like driving through the english country side, staying at a hotel on the beach, visiting picture perfect towns, and eating cornish pasties (not to be confused with the other kind of pasties) I'm sure your weekend will be just as swell as ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-7207474000607693972?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/7207474000607693972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-away.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/7207474000607693972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/7207474000607693972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-away.html' title='a weekend away'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sgpf7zyrD8I/AAAAAAAAALk/EFrjrjZqPNQ/s72-c/P5121055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-4462625383914410131</id><published>2009-05-12T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:05:42.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stonehenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you recognize this pile of rocks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335091008076690578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgoNAVzKtJI/AAAAAAAAALE/WAvtifgFuLU/s320/P5030889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the unique opportunity of jumping over the ropes that generally hold tourists back from the famous stones and got to walk through the stonehenge. Approaching stonehenge on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the little country road that leads to it was a remarkably underwhelming experience. From a distance, it really did just look like a pile of rocks. But being in the cirlce, considering how the form would have been erected with simple tools and the fact that to this day no one is quite sure why it was made, was an extremely inspiring experience. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335091774780376562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgoNs9_khfI/AAAAAAAAALM/yjQwby5xlrM/s320/P5030884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335092073426812514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgoN-WibfmI/AAAAAAAAALU/mso0Lo8y0zo/s320/P5030887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see, I was moved.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335092672969174962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgoOhQAd77I/AAAAAAAAALc/Iq10l0AIR7M/s320/P5030909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-4462625383914410131?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/4462625383914410131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/stonehenge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/4462625383914410131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/4462625383914410131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/stonehenge.html' title='stonehenge'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgoNAVzKtJI/AAAAAAAAALE/WAvtifgFuLU/s72-c/P5030889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-5402003561620841524</id><published>2009-05-12T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:39:37.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>t-mobile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgmWGLDejFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BYIbpFBx_bI/s1600-h/P4290832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334960266387819602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgmWGLDejFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BYIbpFBx_bI/s320/P4290832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you have seen the T-mobile sound of music dance in the train station, then you will realize how cool the following experience is. If you haven't, go to youtube now, look for the video, then come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out that T-mobile was going to be filming a followup to the trainstation dance in Trafalgar square, so we made the trek over to be a part of it. When we got there, we found out that instead of being part of a random dance, we would be part of the worlds largest Karaokee party. All 13,000 people in the crowd were given microphones, and we all sang along to the songs playing as the words rolled by on the huge screen. Half way through, during one of the songs, they filmed on this really cool looking gril in the crowd. They turned on her mic, and we realized it was none other than PINK! I'm not a pink fan by any means, but it was a rush to realize we were only about 40 feet away from her. It was an awesome day. Pictures from the party are all over the train stations on posters now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334961182741080098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgmW7gvHqCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ycFYwzJBhfk/s320/P4290837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search "tmobile sing" on youtube to see the commercials that are playing here on shows like "Britians got talent." Look for us in the crowd!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334962365650167346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgmYAXan5jI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U_rOFW1l_Sc/s320/P4290846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-5402003561620841524?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/5402003561620841524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-mobile.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5402003561620841524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/5402003561620841524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-mobile.html' title='t-mobile'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgmWGLDejFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BYIbpFBx_bI/s72-c/P4290832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-3814455208578439816</id><published>2009-05-05T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:28:30.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pub life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgAGJz3eE_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FWR037iYnRQ/s1600-h/P4290814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgAGJz3eE_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FWR037iYnRQ/s320/P4290814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332268724418122738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Laura, Brit, Me, Caitlin, Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 24 years old I figured it was about time I break into the good life, the after hours life, the life where paying money for lots of stiff drinks seems reasonable, the life where a valid ID proving my age is necessary to enter certain buildings....yes, I made my break into pub life.  With five of the most innocent looking girls around we made our way to Punch and Judy Pub in Covent Garden for some late night entertainment.  We tried to sneak past the bouncer but he caught us.  Unfortunately Caitlin didn't have her ID, so she had to work her magic for the guard to let her in.  Luckily the drinking age is 18 in England so we all made the cut off.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how great pub life would really be.  Something about the musty smell of a 200 year old pub, and the aroma of British fare wafting through really set the mood.  I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry.  I didn't partake of anything more potent than a piece of hot fudge cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-3814455208578439816?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/3814455208578439816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/pub-life.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/3814455208578439816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/3814455208578439816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/pub-life.html' title='pub life'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SgAGJz3eE_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FWR037iYnRQ/s72-c/P4290814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-4897226997691276060</id><published>2009-05-01T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:24:12.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>london's sweet treats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9y9K70GI/AAAAAAAAAKM/R7oq0Pdkf2M/s1600-h/P4270796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9y9K70GI/AAAAAAAAAKM/R7oq0Pdkf2M/s320/P4270796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330922529546293346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candy Cakes. My favorite of the bakeries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9aMuGKkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hl5gOk72dk8/s1600-h/P4270794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9aMuGKkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hl5gOk72dk8/s320/P4270794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330922104223574594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The INCREDIBLE cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9CQ6fR2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RkvglgCY1OA/s1600-h/P4270793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9CQ6fR2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RkvglgCY1OA/s320/P4270793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330921693032433506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes from Candy Cakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs8aDA_OcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/73PdIlQHdT0/s1600-h/P4270790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs8aDA_OcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/73PdIlQHdT0/s320/P4270790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330921002106829250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady owned the store and fit into it perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs72hHml8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/Po8flwoPiUM/s1600-h/P4270788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs72hHml8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/Po8flwoPiUM/s320/P4270788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330920391712348098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs7K2iAKeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ACuYle43j4U/s1600-h/P4270787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs7K2iAKeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ACuYle43j4U/s320/P4270787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330919641545976290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs6kx3iCpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/npFo79gizkw/s1600-h/P4270786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs6kx3iCpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/npFo79gizkw/s320/P4270786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330918987459070610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany and Lauren outside the candy shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs6C9k1gdI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y4GgdKv6IeY/s1600-h/P4270785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs6C9k1gdI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y4GgdKv6IeY/s320/P4270785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330918406486327762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin and I outside the Primrose Bakery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs5jIEa0SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l-VuAGvuZTU/s1600-h/P4270784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs5jIEa0SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l-VuAGvuZTU/s320/P4270784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330917859547336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes from the Primrose Bakery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyone who knows me at all knows that it is my dream to own a bakery.  I love baking, I love decorating and I love all things cute.  Before coming to London I dreamed of visiting Big Ben, eating fish and chips and visiting the local pubs.  While I have done all of these things and they have definitely lived up to and surpassed my expectations, my favorite thing has been visiting all the quaint and picture perfect candy and cupcake shops that are scattered throughout the city. They are perfect. I now dream of not only owning a bakery but owning one in London. Maybe someday....but for now I'll just eat my heart out. &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-4897226997691276060?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/4897226997691276060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/londons-sweet-treats.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/4897226997691276060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/4897226997691276060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/londons-sweet-treats.html' title='london&apos;s sweet treats.'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfs9y9K70GI/AAAAAAAAAKM/R7oq0Pdkf2M/s72-c/P4270796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-6231827123265485672</id><published>2009-04-30T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:59:30.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things you only dream about seeing</title><content type='html'>As a kid, watching Peter Pan land on the minute hand of the face of "Big Ben" was just another fairytale setting.  Seeing red phone booths and double decker busses are images that belong in the movies.  So now, seeing these things, first hand, every day, is like jumping into the movies or fairytales of childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfolVi7cYhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BUaKU9shh7w/s1600-h/P4250746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfolVi7cYhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BUaKU9shh7w/s320/P4250746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330614161030013458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfoiUCgn9DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IPcNLe6yZSM/s1600-h/P4290824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfoiUCgn9DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IPcNLe6yZSM/s320/P4290824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330610836612838450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we visited Westminster Abbey.  It was amazing.  The oldest most intricate building we have in Salt Lake City that I've seen is the temple.  We are always amazed at how they built it in a period of forty years, and how OLD it is.  Seeing the abbey, a building THOUSANDS of years old and far more intricate than anything I've ever seen was incredible.  It is still used today, and a very important historical building to the British Monarchy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfol4M9Ai6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/CD4bUkn9QG4/s1600-h/P4290821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfol4M9Ai6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/CD4bUkn9QG4/s320/P4290821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330614756426419106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lauren, Mari, Caitlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfooU_8KYxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iOz6Yobd5BA/s1600-h/P4290820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfooU_8KYxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iOz6Yobd5BA/s320/P4290820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330617450172670738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SforzYRuqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_VoaOFvFGGE/s1600-h/P4290826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SforzYRuqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_VoaOFvFGGE/s320/P4290826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330621270636537906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mari, Caitlin, Kim, Lauren, Brit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfos9ZR_wAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LyfjiYtzQKg/s1600-h/P4290829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/Sfos9ZR_wAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LyfjiYtzQKg/s320/P4290829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330622542216413186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-6231827123265485672?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/6231827123265485672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-you-only-dream-about-seeing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/6231827123265485672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/6231827123265485672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-you-only-dream-about-seeing.html' title='things you only dream about seeing'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfolVi7cYhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BUaKU9shh7w/s72-c/P4250746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-1971881579428093277</id><published>2009-04-28T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:47:45.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little venice</title><content type='html'>We took a little trip to little Venice today.  Intricately painted houseboats line regent canal.  We got lunch at this little cafe, and got a little lost trying to find the tube.  I asked a friendly man where the nearest tube stop was.  He kindly took me by the back and tried to lead me the whole way there.  I thought he was just being nice, but the girls thought he was being a little too nice.  I asked how that made them feel that the first person to get hit on in this country was the one guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfeE6Zk4pUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/iBBaNOxQJvI/s1600-h/P4260765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfeE6Zk4pUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/iBBaNOxQJvI/s320/P4260765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329874822849144130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfeE51QcndI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PWW9hvg7iTE/s1600-h/P4260758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfeE51QcndI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PWW9hvg7iTE/s320/P4260758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329874813099744722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-1971881579428093277?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/1971881579428093277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-venice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/1971881579428093277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/1971881579428093277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-venice.html' title='little venice'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfeE6Zk4pUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/iBBaNOxQJvI/s72-c/P4260765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-8923640999881149472</id><published>2009-04-26T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:16:06.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfVNBYR0cfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fMwnE6MWA4Q/s1600-h/P4250747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfVNBYR0cfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fMwnE6MWA4Q/s320/P4250747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329250420155249138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode the bus down regent street to Trafalgar square.  Yes, it was a red double decker bus.  When we got to the square we found the London Marathon finish line.  Thousands of people, all with a beer in hand, were there to cheer on their friends.  We even got to join in since all the runners had their names posted largely across their chest.  It was brilliant.  &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8753535015616969721-8923640999881149472?l=gooddaylondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/feeds/8923640999881149472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/marathon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/8923640999881149472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8753535015616969721/posts/default/8923640999881149472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gooddaylondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/marathon.html' title='marathon'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905594683615761670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfVNBYR0cfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fMwnE6MWA4Q/s72-c/P4250747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8753535015616969721.post-7241710946483561059</id><published>2009-04-26T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:49:54.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photographic evidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOXjGzBody0/SfTfIOrUToI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ki15DXf-UwU/s1600-h/P4250742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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