The day before the great journey of 2009!

Last night me and Torunn got about 3 hours of sleep in my superb Budapest apartment, as we had to get up at 3:28 to catch the early flight to UK.. What a nightmare....I was taking coffe intravenously , but It had no effect , for the rest of the day I was a walking zombie with bloodshot eyes........

The flight from Budapest to London went quite fast , but for the trip down to Portsmouth we spent the major part of the day. First making our way down to Andover , and sitting there for hour afte hour drinking cheap pints in one of the many local pubs....gotta love english pub culture! 

Then we made our way down to Portsmouth and spending the rest of the day in a pub there called " The Jolly Roger"  , a nice cange from the ordinary english pub names which are usually related to animals or royals.

..like "The Red lion" or "The white lion" or " The queens head" or shockingly enough : "The kings`head" (these examples are a few that was passed on the way)
We had some more pints, and a nice little meal in the pub, while playing "president" and "idiot"..

We were staying at some friends place, but did`nt get to socialise to much as we had to some packing and planning. I ended up with a total weight of 8 kg, while Torunn landed on around 12kg, which is still good considering that she is a girl. We decided to stay in a hostel in a part of Panama city called Casco Viejo. Calling them with Skype I realised that I had seriously not done enough effort the last weeks on my plans on learning spanish.