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We're off! (Or, the effects of a 10hr plane ride)
I think Sky Harbor is actually one of my favorite airports. It *is* the one I spend the most time at, so I might be biased, but it has several places I actually like to eat, reasonably fast security, and very few delays. Plus a cool name! Anyway, the airport process went smooth as clockwork and Sarah and I ended up on a plane to London Heathrow. …
Remembrance Sunday and farewell to London
... be nice to do that with someone on my next trip. Instead, I decided to walk along the Southbank and up to Shakespeare's Globe Theatre. There was a great atmosphere on Southbank: the Christmas markets were being set up, people walking, jogging, and enjoying the scenery (no Esther, I didn't see Tom Hiddleston!). It was a typical London day - grey and drizzly, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. The Globe was so interesting! It has been reconstructed in the closest way possibly to what ...
Next station? Victoria Station!
Hello again! We are Aisha and Frank and now we have arrived to Victoria Station with our new friends, Rachel and Mandy. This station is one of the biggest stations in London and the name it was put for commemorate the queen.
We decided this station because we're staying at a hostel near Victoria Station, now we're going to have breakfast.
Tomorrow at the afternoon we're going to meet with Rachel and Mandy. Bye!
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Crazy transport!
... forever and it adds a whole new meaning to pulling an all nighter when you fly through time zones while doing it.
Arrived in one piece anyway and thought right I’ve made it I’ll grab my bag and hope my lift is still here because we were really late. I waited and waited and waited and my bag never came. I made friends with the quaranteen/ drug dog though it was walking round the baggage carosel. But yeah cutting a long story short ...
Because Shouting Fixes Everything
I remember one of my very first impressions of London was thinking how quiet the people seem to be and how gaudy us Americans seemed compared to them. Everywhere we went, it seemed that the Brits always talked super low and calm whereas our group was singing songs from Mary Poppins while gaily skipping down the step. Because of these premature observations, I thought that living in the UK automatically made a person calm and contained. All these preconceived ...