Stansted Airport

My original plans were to fly back from Dublin to London at night, and then take a cheap day tour out to Stonehenge and Bath tomorrow (Sunday). But when I went to book my reservation for the tour, it was sold out. And trust me, that really pissed me off at the time. So I have to scrap the Stonehenge trip because it's too expensive to get out there and back (What are you thinking England... get your ass in with the Eurail... I'm not paying for that shit). The new plan is to get to Paris a day early, which actually helps me ensure that I get to Cannes in time to see Star Wars in a week. Had I planned this ahead of time, I would have booked a flight from Dublin to Paris. Consequently, I'm stuck in London for another night (I wanted to ride the Eurostar under the chunnel anyway). So I'm spending the night in the Stansted Airport. I'm definitely glad I have the sleep sheet now (Thank you, Aunt Gin, for sewing it up for me). This is definitely going to be interesting. There seem to be a lot of sketchy people here sleeping (they all took the comfortable chairs too and left me with the cold, hard floor), but they're backpackers... so I'm not really worried.. I'll write again tomorrow if I'm not dead and/or robbed of everything I have ;-).