This morning all the people in my dorm room decided to get up early and leave – this was nice, having the room to myself to get ready and pack. Andy and I were out the door around 9.30am – we headed straight to Trafalgar Square to pick up some cheap breakfast from Tescos (this store is amazing). After that we just ambled around for a bit, checking out the gallery for a short time and then going back to the Olympic countdown clock to wait for Daniel and Simon to arrive. Soon we were ambling around with them – it was such an awesome coincidence to be here at the same time as them (and we’d only just missed two other friends that morning too!). We walked up to Buckingham Palace, saw the beginning of some soldier parade (something other than the changing of the guard, but don’t know what it was for!), sat in the gardens then wandered down to the Thames. Just relaxing in London was nice, I didn’t get to do anything of the sort last time I was here!
Soon it was time to head off – we said goodbye to Daniel, headed back to the hostel, I said goodbye to Andy and then caught the tube to the airport. No dramas here, I could check in straight away and was soon waiting around two hours for my plane to leave. The plane ride was long of course, about twelve and a half hours. I was sat between two friends who drank copious amounts of alcohol and passed things over me a lot… and of course, next to screaming babies again. A little bit of sleep was had, with that Moroccan food bug still making life a little difficult. Oh well, I distracted myself with The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and a rewatch of The Hunger Games.
And somewhere on that flight, it was suddenly Monday.
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