In the Beginning to London

I was blessed to have some of my friends see me off in the Tulsa airport on 27-1-08. That means a lot and is fun to see them one last time, for now. Then I realized that I had forgotten my camera charger right when i was supposed to go through security, so my heroic dad raced back home to get it while I went through security.
He made it back and I was off...for a couple feet, because my plane to Dallas was delayed for an hour. It finally came and got there in time to run through the airport and when I got to my terminal they said, "are you Daniel Clutter?" and let me in at the last second. sigh. Lacy Clark and Caleb Kirby met in the airport, because Caleb was worried and lacy kind of recognized him from pictures, so they met : )
we made it to London and Lacy did an awesome job of getting us to her Dorm. It was very high security, so needless to say Caleb and I found the clink hostel near by.
(this was one of the best trips of my life already, just so you know)
The next day Caleb and I just did our typical style of travel; we just walked wherever. We like to observe the every day life and talk to people as we go along. we ended up going to the London bridge, the monument, the Tower of London, the Tower Bridge, some cool cathedrals, and a huge sun dial. we ate some carrots and peanut butter in the park for lunch. we were able to bring up the Lord on 2 occasions that day.
The next day we decided to go to Oxford and try to fit in with the really smart kids ; ) it was beautiful there, with a nice small town and scenery around. we found a massive meadow/park in which we would sleep that night. we went to a really famous, extravagent cathedral and attended the service. On the way back we talked and tried to judge that really traditional kind of church. The Body of Christ is supposed to strengthen and sharpen each other (prov. 27:17) and it is the churches role to judge those inside it and God will judge those outside the body (1 cor 5:12). http://www.crosswalk.com/
oh! and it was freezing cold that night and of course I did not have a jacket, but the Lord totally provided a sweet homeless looking(but coming into style) warm jacket in the trash!

Intermission... you are probably tired of reading, so ill tell you the rest of London in a bit.
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