Good day! It's 11:00am and I'm in Chepstow, Wales. Baby's first time in Wales! It's just over the bridge from England, this part of Wales. Adam has to come here for work for the next few days so I tagged along today since Dani is busy with some baby activities. It's cute here I really like it so far. I was really tired this morning so as soon as I jumped out of Adam's van I rolled into the first coffee shop I saw and I've been sat here ever since. He kept trying to suggest some nature walks in the area but I know what I like. I wanna sit here and computer and people watch and then wander around the town. Doesn't look like many restaurants are open today, it's a Tuesday, but there's a Tesco. I'll probably end up eating there again. It's pretty good I like it for grocery store food. I feel like chatting to a friend but it's 3am in Portland at the moment so I'm talking at the internet instead. I really really enjoyed my time in London, I may head back after I've run out of plans. This weekend Adam and I are driving up to Edinburgh (finially figured out how to spell it). The Fridge Festival is on, lots of comedy and art performances. I'm excited, we're going to stay with his brother for a few nights and then I need to find my own lodging which I am currently procrastinating. London felt sort of like a larger San Francisco. I finally found an especially good pastry place on my last day there, from the shop called Buns from Home. They only make cinnamon like buns but with a croissant type dough. So good. Towards the end of my stay the people in my hostel room and I finally started feeling energetic enough to start going out in the evenings. Thursday night we went and got Tesco food and beer and ate in Hyde Park just before dark. That was cute, there was some event going on in the distance with one of those giant screens they were showing a Whitney Huston documentary. I got ate by mosquitos, or I'm assuming they were mosquitos. The next night a few girls and I did our own bar crawl around the pubs in the viscinity of the hostel. On our way to our last one we ran into two of the hostel workers who were heading to Soho to go "out out", as my British friend Caz calls it. So we followed them and struggeled our way through the crowds and queues until we made it into this bar called O'neills that had a few floors of dancing and then didn't get back til like 4. Back at the hostel we ate the bits of cheese we had left from our groceries and the guy who worked at the hostel scavanged through the community refridgerators for food bags from hostel guests who had already left. So fun finding myself in situations with people I could not have predicted meeting. I was remembering the time I went to Hawaii on my way home from New Zealand, made immediate chums with the 3 other people in my hostel room and then a few days later we all rented a convertable and drove to another part of the island. Here's some pictures of a really good hair day I was having. Caz and me in front of the London Eye. This cool mall I went to built inside of an old power station. I liked the building a lot but the shops were all the same we have back home so I didn't bother browsing.