No London or top sheet

Sorry some of these are sideways....still getting the hang of this, and it takes about 5 minutes to download each picture, so when I get back in the State's maybe I'll fix it. Anyway, here is my strange shower contraption that doesn't work very well!

My room.

View from my bedroom window

Another view from my window.

Ok....so here's the full story. We got to the airport in GR just fine, but when we were going through security I realized I accidentally packed a shampoo bottle in my carry on, so I went back to the ticket counter, they found my bag, and I slipped it in. I had to go through security again, but I made it in plenty of time to get on the plane. That short plane ride was really fun. It was the first time the boys had flown and it was great to experience it through their eyes. When we got to Detroit we found our next gate and discovered they were going to board us a full hour and 15 minutes early, but that we were going to leave 20 minutes late because of strong tail winds. So, we sat on the plane for over an hour before we left. When we got in the air we discovered that our individual tvs did not work, and we were sooo sad! Eventually they did get them to work some of the time. We were served dinner a few hours into the flight. I'm so impatient when I eat and I was starving, so I foolishly took a huge bite of potato and burned the roof of my mouth. It was hard to eat anything else the whole flight. About half way through the flight, when we were out in the middle of the ocean, we suddenly turned around and started heading back the other direction! We eventually found out that a man on the plane had a medical emergency, and Newfoundland was a little closer than London. So...we flew 2 hours in the wrong direction. We sat on the ground for an hour and a half and then flew 4 and a half hours to London. Around the time we were in Newfoundland I started to feel very sick, so I was pretty frustrated that we were going to be on the plane 5 hours longer than planned. My seat was broken so it wouldn't tilt back, and I was terribly uncomfortable. I didn't sleep a wink all night! We fiiiiiinally arrived in London and had to take two trains and a bus to get to Oxford. I developed very strong nausea on the bus ride that has not gone away, 20 hours later. I hardly slept at all last night because I felt so sick. Today was our only day to go to London, but unfortunately, everyone went without me. The trip hasn't all been bad; I'm still somewhat excited to be here. All I can think about is how sick I feel and worry I'll never feel normal again, but I'm hoping and praying I can get over this jet lag soon. I'm on antibiotics for the infection I had for a week before I got here. I still feel very sick from that, but hopefully that will go away too! Sorry for the length and the not so great report. I'm sure I'll have better things to say about jolly old England when I don't feel like throwing up!

It's been interesting to experience all the differences here in the small things. My shower was a bit of a disaster; I didn't get the hang of it right away and made Lake Erie on the bathroom floor. Apparently they don't use top sheets in England, so it was strange to sleep with just a comforter. I like my room, but I couldn't get my converter to work, so I couldn't plug in my noise machine and I could hear every little creak and moan of the building, so today I'm getting batteries for it. I've tried to download some pictures, and I'll try again now, but my Internet here isn't the best.