Saturday, June 21 
Everything in England is so small- the cars, the streets, the houses with small fridges and juice containers that I can down in one sitting. Food portions are tiny compared to American food. And we wonder why we have fat people roaming our country. The non-excessiveness they abide by really makes sense. By the way, whoever said English food wasn't good, is absolutely wrong. I fancy it just fine. London and Liverpool has been great to us but tomorrow we fly into Paris! Christie made me call hotels in Paris. Luckily the 2nd place I called spoke some english and apprently understood my shitty broken high school- educated French. It is suppose to be hot as hell in France, Italy, and everywhere else we're going. We've been so spoiled by Christie's relatives here that I'm petrified of what we're getting into the next 3 weeks.