So much for organised, really.
Dec. 2nd, 2004 01:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theotherlexSo I made it to London. It was a very pleasant flight over the cost from Europe. (Although very long over the rest of the world.) I'm catching the train from Singapore next time.
I keep losing internet posts because I run out of time.
It was 6 degrees on the ground when I arrived, but too warm in the airport for having put on my jumper and having to walk through all the tunnels to the tube station. I found it though, and managed to buy a ticket.
It was dark by the time I got off in London. I found the hostel on my own too. It's very nice. I'm in a room with three others, and we have our own bathroom. I got to have a shower, wash my hair and change. Yay!
It was six by then (and had been dark for maybe an hour). But I caught the tube to Covent Garden (which isn't actually a garden) and the Apple Market (which doesn't sell apples, but has all the same stalls as last year).
But I feel into a bit of a frustrated heap trying to find my away around, in the cold, hugry, and mapless. I'd left the maps behind in the minor worry of trying to work our where to keep everything in the room and what I could reasonably carry (without looking too silly).
But I've just gone through them now to try and work out how to get to Carneby street, and I don't think I have one that has tube stations and streets. There's a tube map and a bus map. No, there is the other big one, I'll have to look at it carefully.
I'll get breakfast at the 'restaurant' on the first floor here tomorrow. I had dinner here tonight (and felt much better for it). But there's a thing you have to remember about English food. What would be a side salad of a cherry tomato and couple of wilted lettuce leaves anywhere else in the world is a pile of chips in England. So I had a meal that had no vegetables in it (salt covered fried potatoes don't really count. I'll have to watch that tomorrow.
I'm really looking forward to being out in the daylight again, given that I was on the plane for fourteen hours of it, but it was dark when I got outside.
P leant me her hat, and it's good, but it's a bit loose around the edges because it's a fold over one. So as well as fearing that it will fall off, sometimes the wind blows in. Not a good time to remember that I get homesick; even at the Bec's house or my grandparents'.
I liked travelling with the peak hour commuters on the tube though. There was a little kid, like just 11, in his shool uniform (suit/ blazer) standing at the doors. He was just shorter than the bending in bit (the corners are cut off the tops of tube carriages); his sticking up fringe was in danger of being caught. And a guy who bent over to read his paper at just the right angle to lean against the doors.
Will have to properly invesitgate the right ticket for tomorrow. But I know that the Luton railink train leaves from King's Cross, which is just down the road. I'm catching my plane to Berlin from there.
I keep losing internet posts because I run out of time.
It was 6 degrees on the ground when I arrived, but too warm in the airport for having put on my jumper and having to walk through all the tunnels to the tube station. I found it though, and managed to buy a ticket.
It was dark by the time I got off in London. I found the hostel on my own too. It's very nice. I'm in a room with three others, and we have our own bathroom. I got to have a shower, wash my hair and change. Yay!
It was six by then (and had been dark for maybe an hour). But I caught the tube to Covent Garden (which isn't actually a garden) and the Apple Market (which doesn't sell apples, but has all the same stalls as last year).
But I feel into a bit of a frustrated heap trying to find my away around, in the cold, hugry, and mapless. I'd left the maps behind in the minor worry of trying to work our where to keep everything in the room and what I could reasonably carry (without looking too silly).
But I've just gone through them now to try and work out how to get to Carneby street, and I don't think I have one that has tube stations and streets. There's a tube map and a bus map. No, there is the other big one, I'll have to look at it carefully.
I'll get breakfast at the 'restaurant' on the first floor here tomorrow. I had dinner here tonight (and felt much better for it). But there's a thing you have to remember about English food. What would be a side salad of a cherry tomato and couple of wilted lettuce leaves anywhere else in the world is a pile of chips in England. So I had a meal that had no vegetables in it (salt covered fried potatoes don't really count. I'll have to watch that tomorrow.
I'm really looking forward to being out in the daylight again, given that I was on the plane for fourteen hours of it, but it was dark when I got outside.
P leant me her hat, and it's good, but it's a bit loose around the edges because it's a fold over one. So as well as fearing that it will fall off, sometimes the wind blows in. Not a good time to remember that I get homesick; even at the Bec's house or my grandparents'.
I liked travelling with the peak hour commuters on the tube though. There was a little kid, like just 11, in his shool uniform (suit/ blazer) standing at the doors. He was just shorter than the bending in bit (the corners are cut off the tops of tube carriages); his sticking up fringe was in danger of being caught. And a guy who bent over to read his paper at just the right angle to lean against the doors.
Will have to properly invesitgate the right ticket for tomorrow. But I know that the Luton railink train leaves from King's Cross, which is just down the road. I'm catching my plane to Berlin from there.
