Woke up extra early to have enough time to leave. Had a good breakfast, had a glimpse at the kitchen watch and thought I have enough time. I went out of the house, looked at my phone and saw that I have not at all enough time. I went as fast as possible to the bus terminal but was 3 min too late, the bus had already left. Damn. I waited for 40 min for the train + bus that took me there (Airport Rygge) and surprisingly made it there, but hey, the last time I had synthesized so much adrenaline was when I was going bungee jumping.
Ryan air flights turn out to be quite normal, there's nothing that was terrifying me, I arrived safely in London. The time the bus took to get to London Victoria made clear that I haven't been in a big city for quite a while. Wow. So huge. So jammed. I am glad I am in Oslo. It's cosy there.
London feels great, so much londony aspects, red buses everywhere, and the English language of course, very nice indeed.
I walked around for a bit, towards the Buckingham Palace, watched the guards for a bit, walked around in the green park, and then took the famous tube which took ages to get near my hostel. There, I realised that the English are not only using yard and I don't know what, but also another system of power plugs. Weeeell that's stupid. So I hope my phone is not being stolen at this moment from the USB port of the public computer downstairs in this youth hostel...
No it was not. In the evening I took a long walk from the Thameside Youth Hostel to Piccadilly Circus, where I was planning to meet this friend of mine. He is here at the same time as me, completely accidentally! He is here to spend some last days with someone who is heading home after being in London. So, after some time I gave up waiting, let them have their time, and took the subway to the hostel, maybe we meet tomorrow.
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