Paris.... check.

We've had a lovely time in London, filled with new family & friends, football, food and fun - we even had a Dexter cameo. We've now made our way over to Paris on something called the Eurostar, which Dad tells me they reserve for European Pop Singers.

As soon as we got off the train, I could feel the culture and fashion, and felt I had to add a little attitude and style to my already overwhelmingly impressive self. So I got myself a backpack, some new trousers (complete with suspenders or 'braces'), learned a few new French words and accepted compliments from strangers.

I think the next time I cross the channel, I may just come on my own.

London: Go Go Go...

Wow. I thought I moved fast, this place is very speedy. We've been taking these trains a fair bit, so I'm pretty sure I could drive one now. Doesn't seem that hard.

We've been doing the usual. Ice Cream with Flake bars, crisps, milk, soccer, museums....

Boy, that Tate Modern was big - you could probably park a fire engine in there. But talk about big... there was a whale hanging out in the British Museum.

Whales are BIG!! (Not very talkative though.)

Off to bed now for me. My Dad is coming in the morning!! He's probably on a plane right now.

Oh, and I met someone...

Umm... Airplanes!

Earlier today (tomorrow? yesterday?) we headed to the airport in Vancouver to get on an Airplane that'll take us to London! My Dad dropped us off and helped us with the luggage and the gate hunting (he's going to come later and meet us there).

Get ready, because I'm pretty sure my next update will be in a different accent (after crisps and a pint of milk).