So first things first I was back in London! For the third time! Wooo! I got in at about 1am from Fez. I was meeting my best friend Kelly at 8am so it wasn’t worth me going into the city for a few hours of sleep. So I decided to indulge my favourite past time and stay the night in the airport! Although this was the first time I ever had a second thought on it. My main second thought being what if i really need the bathroom and I can't gather my stuff fast enough? If you remeber I'm still recovering at the moment.
I went to the Costa Coffee in Stansted (they let you sleep there! They don’t yell at you for sleeping on the couches or in my case putting my head on the table). I also proudly ate my first full meal in over a week of a BLT and a seltzer water. It took me over an hour to eat because after each bite I’d have to sit and see if I felt like vomiting. I proudly kept it down! My last bout of Vomiting was now officially about 12 hours behind me. And I didn’t have the urge to run to the bathroom every 5 minutes. This might sound like small things but trust me at this point I was over the moon and was totally like I can take on the fucking world! Of course that totally didn’t happen but it counted.
So I updated my journal and napped a bit before going to find the UK arrivals. The signs at Stansted are so misleading! They’re all like go this way. Keep going this way. Then BAM! Security! So I had to ask Airport staff. Turns out you walk outside and in the next door down and it’s this tiny ass waiting hall. But I made K-Studs a sign and waited! And there she was and we had our coffee on the bus ride into Victoria.
We dropped our shit at our hostel. We stayed at the same place I was in last time I was in London. It’s perfectly situated honestly. A few minutes walk from Victoria Coach Station and perfect for walking from one end of London city centre to the other and seeing everything!!
So off we went to see my favourite city in the world! It was a task but I held it together. And I've had Kelly tell me that I powered through it like a champ. Because the whole time I was dying on the inside.
We obviously had to hit up all the main sites. I sort of made a b-line for Trafalgar because not only is it the most wonderful place in the whole world but it also has public bathrooms.
We made it all the way to the Tower of London!
Even though I was sick I was still full of fun facts. But I was thrilled when we made it back to our hostel and we check in and then went to the bar/common room for dinner. Kelly had a beer and a burger. I had french fries and ate about 5 before I was full. It was depressing because i really wanted to be hungry but I wasn't.
So it was a rather depressing first night in London since I was ready to go to sleep early and poor Kelly just wanted to hang out and I was like nope sleepy time.
But the next day was a major turning point. We woke up and headed off for a delish breakfast. We split a full English Breakfast and smoked salmon and cream cheese toast. I was ravenous and housed my half of the portions. It was amazing. Then off we went to see even more of the city!
We had Afternoon Tea. And saw a bit of the British Museum. Only the cool bits that we were actually interested in, none of the boring shit.
We took a stroll though Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park. And we saw Buckingham Palace and all things London.
The next day we bummed around a bit before heading to the airport because it was Rome time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cheers,
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