Goodbye London, Hello Russia

Stonehenge was not even close to what I had expected. As I walked around the ancient prehistoric structure, I kept waiting to feel a magical/spiritual sensation ... Instead, I felt like everyone was overwhelmed by asian tourists with peace signs flashing! I offered to take photos of at least 4 groups of people, and still no return offers. I finally got an offer in response. "Can we have a picture?" And before I knew it, they were shooting me! Maybe this is a turning point in my trip? Where every photo has been of the landscape and architecture, but now I am part of each memory? In 2009 in Thailand, I travlled with one of the most compact, gorgeous blonde women I have ever encountered, she was a great side kick. While at Angkor Wat, she managed to attract a range of Asian toursits all queing to take a picture with her. All of them were stupified by her blonde hair and blue eyes.  I always wondered if I could have such a skill, but thought my plain features would never garner any interest. Friday I was proven wrong. Not only did these lovely korean ladies offfer to blind me all day with the flash of my camera, but they insisted that I be part of their photographic memory of the events of the day. From Stonehenge to Salisbury to Bath, I was forced to put my two index fingers in the most stereotypical positions known to man .... a sign of peace. I became part of the stereotype, not even trying! Salisbury, the church was the most amazing monement. I have read all the novels of Ken Follet, and Pillars of the Earth struck a special chord with me today while gasping at the medieval flying buttresses of the cathedral.
After the big tour, my polish hosts offered to take me to a traditional english pub. Being Friday night, everyone on our street was jammed pack. So instead, we hit the grocery store and bought a bottle of Whiskey. To my grand surprise, we bumped into their polish neighbour. Might I add, SEXY polish neighbour!! So Lucas was invited to our tiny flat to drink whiskey. My male host mixed the drinks, and I could barely take a sip without burning my throat with the sharp taste of whiskey. these polish people had more whiskey than pop! So, as you can guess, we all got drunk fairly quickly. I taught them how to Line Dance, and I even showed them my old reporter demo! How embarrased I was! But they were absolutely intrigued by my life, and I am not going to lie - I loved the attention. Now, you must all be wondering if I made a move on the sexy neighbour...alas, I did not. I will be returning in may, and I didn't want to spoil my reputation so early on ;)
My very last day in London was Saturday. We all slept in until 11am, and then I went for a run. I decided, YEAH I'm going to run to Abbey Road - made famous by the Beetles. So i ran to abbey road, found it, and crossed at the Iconic Zebra stripes. it wasnt until i got back to the flat that I realized I went to the wrong part of Abbey road! What a terrible beetles fan I am. Thank goodness I am going back in May to redeem myself! Saturday night, I finallly had my first English  pub experience, and yes, Lucas joined us! What a catch! he has a great job, a great flat and loves to travel. We spoke at length about south east asia and Canada. My heart skipped a few beats. Unfortunately, my flight was leaving early sunday, so nothing ignited from the sparks flying from my heart. We were all worried my flight would be grounded. For the first time this year, a huge snofall hit London. The poor airport couldn't handle the load of white stuff, so over 30% of flights were cancelled. I secretly wanted to stay in London ;) Unfortunately...or fortunately...my flight was only delayed by 3 hours. 
Now I am sitting in the kitchen of a lovely flat in Saint Petersburg. The first thing I learned here...I suck at speaking Russian. The second thing...I stick out like a sore thumb in my ski jacket without any fur! I am a walking, talking tourist, no ifs ands or buts! 
Paka my friends! I will be back with more details on the historic city.