I made it to Great Britain!!!

After an uncomfortable flight, Brett and i flew into London heathrow airport tired and I was a bit emotional. Reality is often a complete disappointment when you build it up in your head and boy had i built up magical london! A few awfully mean ladies on the plane behind us for 14 hours and a mix up of times and dates saw us organising a national express and heading for bretts brother Sean and his wife Zoe's house. I was surprised and emotional as we were driven out of london and to a village named Great Dunmow. It wasnt quite what i had been expecting given i had thought we were staying in london and i suddenly realised that i had not been on the same page as brett when were discussing travel plans. I would have eagerly spent the afternoon walking around London but Brett was all about the shower and chillax at Sean's place. Understandably Brett was interested in catching up with family but it wasn't until we were on the bus that I realised how different our plans were. It was all ok though, everything was just worse because I was beyond tired and Brett and I were able to compromise with our plans- oh and he also gave  me lots of cuddles. We arrived to a quiet house and Zoe's sister met us at the house and let us in. Sean and Zoe were lovely and although  I was struggling with a bit of jet lag I managed to cope with it ok- Brett would wake me every 30-45 minutes in the arvo to ensure I slept at night. The following day we had a walk down Main Street and although we had not been in the country long, let alone the village, I began to feel a bit chrostrophobic and I was unbelievably desperate to head into the city of London. Travel was expensive and were about 40 minutes from north London. Brett was very understanding and suggested hiring a car so we could have some freedom and get around. We did just that and finally I was able to head into the city and sink my teeth into the elusive London town....