I really did have the best week of my life. Not everything was perfect. But everything was hilarious and memorable.
For example: the hostel blew chunks. Really truly, I got the complete dirty hostel experience. The last blog post I wrote was downstairs where the Wifi is, and had to endure a bunch of drunk Russians drinking and eating smelly food. It was the WORST. But all of us just laughed. Nothing was going to bring us down.
And we relished in the fact that we never wanted to be there, so it made us get out and do more things around the city. Yes, we did name it the Hyde Park Hostel of Heck.
Where do I begin to start?
Do you want to see some pictures from Thursday?
The Globe Theater
Best food market out there!
Christopher Wren's Monument. 311 steps
The classic red telephone booth photo before Les Miserable.
The blue rooster
The cool lion of hugeness
My Les Miserable Ticket!
Inside Queen's Theater
Krista, Noelle and I
After the show!
Best 4 pounds I ever spent to get this thing! Best day EVER!!!Friday:
This was Day 3 in London. I started out by walking over to Hyde Park by myself, and finding a nice quiet spot to hang out on. I found the perfect tree that was molded to my back miraculously. I was sitting on grass (which is not allowed in Parisian parks) and leaning against a sweet tree writing in my journal. I felt like it was a movie moment. It was so surreal. And to top it all off, I even had this random Italian man approach me and ask to take my picture because the scene was so cool looking. BEST TREE MOMENT EVER!
(awkward Selfie trying to document the moment)
After that, I met up with my friends and we hit up Westminister Abbey and Big Ben in the day time. It was awesome, and there was such a safe and exciting tone about the area. I just ate it up. I was constantly laughing and appreciating and feeling grateful and smiling. Oh man, best vacation ever. We walked back down to the London Eye.
When I walked down the London Eye the night before when it was super late, the street was dead. We actually met some British high schoolers who practiced their American accents with us, while we tried our British accents with them. They said we spoke "So Po-sch!" Such a great moment.
Anyways, during the day, this Street is alive! Millions of people. Tons of street performers all along. I love giving away money to people whose talents make me excited. Ah, it was sweet. Such a cool vibe. And the best part about it was that there was no one trying to sell me anything, which made me want to give them money. In France, every cool site has millions of people in your face trying to sell you things. It was just fun to be free of that for a change.
Then, we crossed the Thames and ended up in Trafalgar Square. Did I talk about Trafalgar Square. It is in Soho, where I saw Les Miserable. It is a square filled with a giant blue chicken and huge lion statues. Also, it is right in front of the National Art Gallery Museum, where I enjoyed more Monet, Van Gogh, Van Eyck.
For dinner, we went in search of some good Fish and Chips. And boy, did we find it! It was perfect! Huge fish and delicious chips. We got to sit in a nice place, with sweet music. My jam right now is Pompeii by Bastille and I have heard that every day in London in random places. I feel like London is sending me good vibes. I was so full after that meal...it was prime.
After that, we were so pooped, that I just ended the night on buying some souvenirs at Primark for my family.
Day 4: Saturday
Since, the hostel breakfast is really bad, we were really motivated to eat a real English Breakfast. It was delicious! Oh man, I only made it to the menu, before I realized my camera was going to die. But I will get pictures from the other girls.
And then we hit the place of joy and all happiness.
Also the fall of my bank account.
It's basically the English equivalent of the Hawaiian Swap Meet. Except with English vintage/tourist stuff.
Sewing Machine Heaven
Guys, look. My new Portobello Road hat. I love it. I had to get myself an English hat.
I also bought....wait...that's embarressing. Too much. Let's just say, it was too much fun.
Close by, I found Frampton Street!!!!!!
And look where it is:
Shout out to my brother Wyatt!
It was so cool to see a street with my last name on it. That has never happened. I have never been in a place where I had ancestors from another country. It was really fulfilling. I felt close to home.
I got carried away with all the love.
But, I was still able to leave and make it to the famous Abbey Road. It was pretty cool. I know you guys want to see the famous cross walk picture, but hey...there was a rainstorm and my friend tried to rush one. I might show it later.
Then, we finished the day off at St. Paul's Cathedral. We walked around the outside and just chilled for a bit.
Oh and that night, we just tried hopping on random buses to see where we would end up. The first bus was awesome! We sat behind all of these Italians. They are so crazy awesome. Two of the guys started talking to us. One wanted to be a director, and he had the best twisted up mustache of all time. You know what I mean? It was marvelous. They invited us to go clubbing too, but I resisted. It is only the British that I can't say no too. When we exited the bus, all of them, like 15 people started clapping for us. It was a big party! How cool is that?
I made more friends and talked to more people than I have in France. Communication wins all. I met people from Brazil, Ireland, Italy, Spain, Australia, India, Austria, France and other parts of England. It was so cool to have them try and speak English to us for once.
It was weird to see English signs, English people, English anything. It made me miss home a little. I was just having so much fun because of the conveinces of life that I forgot about. Even just ice in cups.Or public bathrooms. Or not having to avoid dog poop all the time.
Anyways, I am rambling:
Day 5: Sunday
Ended at the same pond we started off the trip at. I love this park. Worlds greatest park in my book.
We had to lug all our stuff around with us today, which was kind of a pain. But we still had a few places to hit up. Like Harrods. Pretty cool place.
Then, Buckingham Palace during the day. There are so many more people during the day. It was gorgeous and really fun to see all of the excitement.
Self-timed photos in the park
It is real! They do exist!
Ah, I hated leaving. Hated it. I have never been so sad to leave a place before. It treated me so well. Below is the train station we hit up to go home. Ah, we were so sad. So SAD!!!
At least we got to see platform 9 and 3/4 at Kings Cross before we took off.
My Love Affair with London is unfortunately over. But I am more grateful that it happened than anything. Fastest days of my life. It feels like a dream in many ways. I feel so different inside than before I came. More free, maybe.
Well, Cheers for now!