London is a beautiful place . Almost story book like but sadly I will have to say our first night was not the best and hopefully it will get better. The only thing I could think of last night is why did I do this and I thought he had grown up. The drinking age here is 18 and he thought he could drink. A bottle of whiskey is not a good idea. Hopefully he got it out of his system. Needless to say he was worthless today and I went to the national portrait gallery alone. One day at a time. How will this story end?
How will thus story end?
Sadly my trust level has plummetteagain. omorrow we are going to the Tower of London together. One day at a time.
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I know some people who turn into muddle-headed, emotional wrecks on day 1 of a huge jet lag. The smallest thing can spiral them down. I hope things go much better for both of you.