Sleep Spent

So I have arrived in London and gotten checked into my hostel. Everything’s great, except that I’m really tired---it’s 11:29 am the next day as I write this.

This is the funkiest keyboard I’ve ever used. It’s really messing with my touch typing. Built like a brick, though...

London is the most expensive city in the fucking world. I had shepard’s pie and green beans for dinner (at an admittedly very nice restaurant...) and it cost me £30. That’s about $60 USD, for those of you keeping track. Thank god I’m only going to be here for a few days. :-)

On the tube ride from Heathrow to my hostel, there was this American woman who just would not shut up. She kept talking about how she’d been coming to London since the 60’s, “but only for vacation.” Despite all that, she didn’t know how to say “Lester” Square and “Camden” Town. And when someone asked her for advice on how to get to Lancaster Gate (Central Line), she gave directions to Leicester Square (Northern & Piccadilly Lines).

I, OTOH, have gotten the hang of things quite quickly again. I even helped a Londoner choose the right train at Earl’s Court station (a notoriously tricky station to negotiate, with something like 5 different destinations for trains all called “District Line.” Silly Brits!

Tomorrow the plan is to get up early (should be no problem, I’ll still be getting over jetlag), get some food and go to a museum. Should be great! :-)

17 min left on this kiosk, so I’ma go browse my dailies. I’ll keep everyone posted.