Planes, Toilets, and F-bombs...

After a terribly turbulent flight into Heathrow Airport we took the Tube into Piccadilly Circus. As we traveled into town the train cars filled with Londoners starting their business day. We were more than excited to have our feet planted on the ground and started out towards the popular sights of London. After taking in Buckingham Palace we experienced our first bit of misfortune...For the next several hours Danielle became alarmingly familiar with a variety of “Loos” throughout the city. Suffering from intense motion sickness in addition to very little sleep after the wretched flight our excursion to the city was cut short. There is a conveniently located Hilton on site at the airport so we hung up our cameras and crawled in for a couple hours of rest before our next flight.

After a solid 6 hours sleep, we boarded our flight onwards to Bangkok. The Qantas flight was on a spacious 744 with leg room and all the most modern amenities. Not too long into the flight our safely stowed belongings were inconsiderately ripped from the overhead compartment. As we rested comfortably, Brandon’s head was THUMPED!-first with our camera bag and second by an oversized hard plastic suitcase. We don’t know whether it was the crack of Brandon’s skull or maybe a bout of altitude related anger but most of the other passengers became aware of the 2 Canadians at the rear of the plane with a severe case of potty mouth. Unfortunately for Brandon, they do not issue hard hats upon boarding…