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Hello you, from Charing Cross, London! :) I will be blogging about the chronicles of me and my (wonky) knees as they take me (as far as possible) through Europe and UK. Woohoo.
So I've been here in London for a good two days, and so far it's been one tiring trip.
We arrived at Heathrow Airport, all wide-eyed and bushy-tailed - despite enduring an 18 hour journey - hoping to breeze through customs and baggage claims and hit central London. But lo and behold, when we reached the customs, the entire lounge was filled with people, who were busy forming a snaking line around the entire area. We ended up being stuck in queue for two hours. TWO HOURS. Standing in line, picking up and putting down our heavy bags as we moved along at snail's pace. It was a horrendous welcome to London.
After reaching Covent Garden, we met up with my sister and Victor and Daniel (her good friends - LSE students). It was lovely meeting up with them, and especially nice to see my sister (who looked pretty good by the way heh). We had a late late dinner at Chinatown, where Mon and Yang and I were trying extremely hard not to fall asleep in our bowls of rice. By the time we got to Victor's place (where we're staying), it was around 12ish 1. We only managed to sleep at 3am, though. And even then I felt like I didn't really sleep much, thanks to the flattish pillow and the unfamiliar environment. But it was still sweet relief from the hell that is long-distance travel.
Today we visited Westminster, as well as the Riverbank near the London eye. It was really picturesque, and weather was cool and sunny, a good combination. Aside from that we also went to Portobello Market - it's really quaint and interesting, lots of curious little antiques to browse through. Too bad I didn't really manage to buy anything except for a ring (which wasn't even vintage, bah). There were really really nice vintage jewellry that cost like 100 pounds though. BAH. It's ok, tomorrow I will try to hit H&M and Topshop, hopefully I'll find my retail therapy there then.
However, in other news, those knees aren't doing very well. The area between my shins and my knees on both legs are aching as if they are about to break. I have as a result been grumpy, worry-ish and reluctant to walk. But I'm still trying to enjoy London as best I can, except I don't quite see how I can continue walking like that for the next three weeks :S Oy vey.
Ooh now everyone's camped out on Victor's couch, watching Sky TV, which is a Satellite TV network that's real nifty. There's like a million movies you can watch at any one time, like now they have Notting Hill and Star Wars and whatnot. I'm trying really hard to stay awake and think straight as I blog this now. Heh.
The days here move very very fast. Before I know it, the day's over. Time is really precious while you're overseas, I realise. If only I wasn't thinking about certain things that are weighing me down. Sigh.
So I've been here in London for a good two days, and so far it's been one tiring trip.
We arrived at Heathrow Airport, all wide-eyed and bushy-tailed - despite enduring an 18 hour journey - hoping to breeze through customs and baggage claims and hit central London. But lo and behold, when we reached the customs, the entire lounge was filled with people, who were busy forming a snaking line around the entire area. We ended up being stuck in queue for two hours. TWO HOURS. Standing in line, picking up and putting down our heavy bags as we moved along at snail's pace. It was a horrendous welcome to London.
After reaching Covent Garden, we met up with my sister and Victor and Daniel (her good friends - LSE students). It was lovely meeting up with them, and especially nice to see my sister (who looked pretty good by the way heh). We had a late late dinner at Chinatown, where Mon and Yang and I were trying extremely hard not to fall asleep in our bowls of rice. By the time we got to Victor's place (where we're staying), it was around 12ish 1. We only managed to sleep at 3am, though. And even then I felt like I didn't really sleep much, thanks to the flattish pillow and the unfamiliar environment. But it was still sweet relief from the hell that is long-distance travel.
Today we visited Westminster, as well as the Riverbank near the London eye. It was really picturesque, and weather was cool and sunny, a good combination. Aside from that we also went to Portobello Market - it's really quaint and interesting, lots of curious little antiques to browse through. Too bad I didn't really manage to buy anything except for a ring (which wasn't even vintage, bah). There were really really nice vintage jewellry that cost like 100 pounds though. BAH. It's ok, tomorrow I will try to hit H&M and Topshop, hopefully I'll find my retail therapy there then.
However, in other news, those knees aren't doing very well. The area between my shins and my knees on both legs are aching as if they are about to break. I have as a result been grumpy, worry-ish and reluctant to walk. But I'm still trying to enjoy London as best I can, except I don't quite see how I can continue walking like that for the next three weeks :S Oy vey.
Ooh now everyone's camped out on Victor's couch, watching Sky TV, which is a Satellite TV network that's real nifty. There's like a million movies you can watch at any one time, like now they have Notting Hill and Star Wars and whatnot. I'm trying really hard to stay awake and think straight as I blog this now. Heh.
The days here move very very fast. Before I know it, the day's over. Time is really precious while you're overseas, I realise. If only I wasn't thinking about certain things that are weighing me down. Sigh.
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