So I have arrived in England! And I'm buggered. And along with my cholita-chic brows, I also have elephantitis-style cankles. 24 hour flights do not agree with me. Luckily it is not skirt weather because this puffy leg thing I've got going on is not for public consumption.
The flight was uneventful. I ran into Lee from work at the airport though. He was off to America. Neither of us had realised we were going at the same time. So random.
My only complaint about flying Virgin was the lack of food. It was crappy food, but it would have been nice to have the option of rejecting more food. By the time Nicole and I got to Hong Kong we were tired, cranky, and hungry. It was pretty funny to see us though, cos we were shooting filthy looks at everyone in sight, but the moment some food touched our lips we were giggling, cracking jokes, wondering at the splendour that is life.
See? Food makes the world a wonderful place.
After the flights we landed in Heathrow where Nicole's friend, Lauren, was picking us up with her dad. We went back to their hotel and showered. Best. Shower. Ever. Met up with their friend Kristy and eventually caught the train into the city, after filling up on McDonalds first, of course.
We've basically just been eating and getting settled in the hostel since then. The others wanted to nap first, and we all know that I do not nap without the help of sleeping pills. We're probably going to go to the British Museum in an hour or so because it's not far from the hostel. Can't wait to see the Rosetta Stone and the Elgin Marbles, because I am the world's biggest nerd.
Won't be having a big one tonight because I am Le Death.
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