Two Sleeps

I'm taking these chapped lips and several suitcases to London tomorrow night. Matt and I will spend the next week in pursuit of things we've never seen in our travels before. I'm looking for aliens. He's looking for wealthy Brits who will buy us drinks.
On the advice of Rin and Ryan, my two crack-team specialists (is that the phrase? somehow crack-team evokes a different picture in my mind), I will buy a copy of Time Out magazine and use it often. I will put it in my "Clap Your Hands Say Yeah" tote because I am so hip. Yesssss.