Touchdown
..And not of the American Football variety. I've landed in London, after an epic 19 hours in the air. More travel time in total, if you count from the moment I left home to when I actually arrived at the YHA. I can't say exactly how long it's been, because the time differences have screwed my head around a little.
I've had a wander around the place that is home for the next 11 days, until I move on to Cardiff, and so far I have just one complaint. Two convenience stores right next to each other, and not one has a hairbrush for sale. Seriously, WTF? I tell you, I'm going to look like Cousin It's weirdo sister tomorrow until I can find somewhere that does sell them. I'm kicking myself that I didn't buy one at Melbourne Airport yesterday. Or the day before. Whenever.
On the bright side, I am showered and refreshed and feeling considerably more human than when I got off the plane at Heathrow.
Tomorrow, I intend to either do a basic London tour on one of the tour buses, or make my way to Camden. Or both. I need to get to Camden, to the place that sells Dr Martens, because I only brought my sneakers with me and I need a nice, shiny pair of shoes or boots for going out. Initially, just for the concerts, but I scored a ticket for Wicked on Wednesday night courtesy of the hostel, and I can't go looking tacky in my scuffed old sneakers.
I've been pleasantly surprised so far with how much more affordable basic necessities are here, compared to back home. A bottle of Pepsi here costs the equivalent of about $2.40, as opposed to the average $4.50 back home in Melbourne. BIG difference.
Restaurants so far don't seem any more expensive, either. Just the ones I've seen so far seem to be pretty reasonable. I think I am not going to have any trouble keeping to my budget.
Tomorrow - shopping, hairbrush, Oyster card, and not necessarily in that order.
The concert is a week away, so I have plenty of time to psych up for it. I think I'll be sufficiently pumped by the time it comes around. Right now, I am still trying to stave off any degree of jetlag. I think I will be in bed nice and early tonight. Like, within the next few hours.
Signing off for now from London... And I am sure that will sink into my tired brain eventually.
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I've had a wander around the place that is home for the next 11 days, until I move on to Cardiff, and so far I have just one complaint. Two convenience stores right next to each other, and not one has a hairbrush for sale. Seriously, WTF? I tell you, I'm going to look like Cousin It's weirdo sister tomorrow until I can find somewhere that does sell them. I'm kicking myself that I didn't buy one at Melbourne Airport yesterday. Or the day before. Whenever.
On the bright side, I am showered and refreshed and feeling considerably more human than when I got off the plane at Heathrow.
Tomorrow, I intend to either do a basic London tour on one of the tour buses, or make my way to Camden. Or both. I need to get to Camden, to the place that sells Dr Martens, because I only brought my sneakers with me and I need a nice, shiny pair of shoes or boots for going out. Initially, just for the concerts, but I scored a ticket for Wicked on Wednesday night courtesy of the hostel, and I can't go looking tacky in my scuffed old sneakers.
I've been pleasantly surprised so far with how much more affordable basic necessities are here, compared to back home. A bottle of Pepsi here costs the equivalent of about $2.40, as opposed to the average $4.50 back home in Melbourne. BIG difference.
Restaurants so far don't seem any more expensive, either. Just the ones I've seen so far seem to be pretty reasonable. I think I am not going to have any trouble keeping to my budget.
Tomorrow - shopping, hairbrush, Oyster card, and not necessarily in that order.
The concert is a week away, so I have plenty of time to psych up for it. I think I'll be sufficiently pumped by the time it comes around. Right now, I am still trying to stave off any degree of jetlag. I think I will be in bed nice and early tonight. Like, within the next few hours.
Signing off for now from London... And I am sure that will sink into my tired brain eventually.
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