day 3

I spent day 3 running around after my luggage. I decided I needed some clothes, like underwear, something to sleep in and something to wear during the day. The luggage didn't arrive and I sent an email to complain. My brother Doug cooked salmon for dinner and took me off clothes shopping in the evening. Apparently you don't wear thongs on your feet in Britain, so saying "I need a pair of thongs" while standing in the underwear department beside your brother, will embarrass him greatly.