I Am So Exhausted...
This has been a very interesting week. Without going into all the details (because, again, I am exhausted), suffice it to say, "I can't wait to get home."
Things aren't quite what I expected they would be while out here. And that's partially my fault. It's been fun. But I am ready to come home. (Which is a tough thing for me to say... Because, I am a very good traveler usually.)
Reasons To Leave London:
Things aren't quite what I expected they would be while out here. And that's partially my fault. It's been fun. But I am ready to come home. (Which is a tough thing for me to say... Because, I am a very good traveler usually.)
Reasons To Leave London:
- No hot water... Or rather, hot water that doesn't exactly work often. And when it does, it is boiling hot. It's tough to "stabilize" to a proper temperature.
- If you think Starbucks in the US is expensive, don't ever try it when you come to London. I paid one pound 60 for coffee yesterday from there. That was for a SMALL COFFEE. In US conversion, that's over $3 for a small coffee.
- I paid $7 tonight for a diet coke. A SMALL DIET COKE.
- Despite the last time I was in London, the Indian food HAS NOT BEEN GOOD. The two times I have had it since coming here, it has kinda bitten. It's not spicy enough. And I'm ordering the same dish I order in the US.
- I have no phone access. Seriously. My cell does not work here... And the phone in the flat does not. I haven't talked to my husband since Friday. Normally I am not a "talk on the phone" person... But I miss speaking to him.
- London Dungeon - Two words: "IT BLOWS." Never go to it if you come here. Which is odd, because I had three different people tell me how great it was before I came here.
- I can't use my flat iron without blowing up the place.
- I keep waking up at 4am. I am so jet-lagged. And I don't think I am going to catch up either.
- The coffee is better here.
- The McQueen selection is much better here. If I see something styled somewhere in print, I know I can find it in this town.
- I keep getting carded every time I try to buy a bottle of wine. It's funny, first the store clerk looks me up and down. Then they ask me how old I am. Then when I tell them "31," they ask to see my ID. Apparently you have to be 21 to buy alcohol from a store here. But I look older than 21 though.
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Some of the history stuff was cool... But the actors were really, really bad. And that really ruined it. That and the 8 million screaming pre-teens that were also there to see it...