Guess what! I went into London with the Americans today, and we met Kiera Knightley, all dressed up while filming POTC3! Look!



Nah, I'm just screwing with ya. We went to Madame Tussaud's, the Cadbury's World of celebrity obsessives. There's a Big Brother diary room chair, a life-sized Hulk breaking through the walls, and a POTC-themed room, filled with foreigners (and English) shouting "Johnny Depp!"

Oddly enough, part of the series of exhibitions was the planetarium, where watched a brilliantly animated but completely pointless short film on celebrities and what aliens might think of them.

The best bit, though, was the Chamber of Horrors Live, which was basically a long, dark, and twisty corridor filled with scary-looking actors that literally tried to breathe down your neck. The two American girls were screaming in my ears and hiding behind my back, pushing me along the corridor.

The Americans seem pretty cool. Our family had a !!! moment when one daughter came down wearing a t-shirt with "Feeling the love of Jesus in California" written on it (sadly, it wasn't ironic), and the other daughter was heard saying "Cyprus? Is that in England?" Never mind, their newfound love for Rupert's Family Guy DVDs makes up for all of these small flaws.