Apparently, my friend, Phil, said I needed a passport. I didn't know how I was ever going to get one so quickly, but he said it was rather easy with all of his connections. After some running around, signing documents, and such, I finally got it all taken care of. Tell me what you think of my passport picture:
So after I got my passport, Phil told me where I was going by handing me my postcard.
We chose this card because it shows many different sights you will see when you come to London. You may want to see the view from the London Eye (top row, right). Or travel by tube (bottom row, left). But we're afraid there are no clowns at Piccadilly Circus, just traffic (second row centre). You can get to my house easily by catching a train from Liverpool Street Station. Hope you have fun on your travels!
I must admit had it not been for the prospect of traveling across the seas to see my best friend, Fat Eric, I would have broke into tears at the thought of not getting to see real, live clowns at Piccadilly Circus. I'm still heartbroken over this revelation.
However, I will see you tomorrow, Fat Eric! I hope you're ready! Phil said I need to be ready by this evening in order to get there by Thursday. How thrilling!