Yo yo troopers, from under my overworked umbrella in London Town!
After 3 months on the road, I have finally reached the end point (for now) of my travels…and the start of living on the mighty pound (mighty being the sting it packs!)
What has been happening over the last few weeks….well…
After celebrating the New Year pretty hard in San Sebastian, I checked into another of the luxurious overnighters, Casa Del Coach, that dumped me in Paris at 6AM with severe cramp, and limited feeling in my legs. In France, they have this logical system whereby you cant check into a hostel till after the lockout at 4pm…so 10 hours of twiddling my thumbs and singing in my head 10000 Green Bottles Sitting on the Wall…and I was in! Great day all-round...a happy day...real happy!
Soldiers carrying semi automatic weapons under the Eiffel Tower seems to keep the pickpockets at bay, such tactics seem not to have been adopted outside Notre Dame however…shame, seems a perfect fit! Gypsies are always asking you if you speak English though (so they can scam you)…my standard response was pardon…Ingles, no, no parlez-vous Ingles….sorry mate!
My trip in Paris was capped off with a solid little pub crawl! To beat the cold in between pubs, they ply you with orange vodka to keep warm! After the third bar, we were cooked and had lost everyone (as well as my vision!). We partook in a spot of hurdles at the subway gates due to a lack of money, and boarded the train…before security could finish their croissants and catch us (priorities I guess!). Awesome city though, I highly recommend it....except do some stretches before hurdling at the subway! Wheres that ice...
I was only in Brussels for a day, but the land of Chocolate, Beer, Mussels, Waffles and plain looking female Tennis players did not disappoint! All the chocolate shops have chocolate fountains in the windows, and you cant help but dream of sticking you gob underneath and keeping it there! One pub had 1000 different types of beer…unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) they were closed the day I was there! You only need a day here....which should be enough to pack on a good 10KG's!
London Town. The budget plane ride that cost me 1 Cent, was not so budget after all! My bag was 4kg over the limit….and at 8 EURO per KG, they should be able to have a pretty good staff Christmas party next year! Of course, the plane was only a third full, so I'm sure we weren't't in any danger of being too heavy! A half hour flight, the plane goes up, they come around and give you tea or coffee, then the plane goes down, and they come and collect the tea and coffee before you have had a chance to finish it!
Life in London is slowly coming together. At the moment, I am living in a mixture of hostels and friends' couches as I search for work and a place to live. I have invested in a map and an umbrella and bought some shoes without holes in the bottom, so things are looking up!
Anyways…I'm off to loiter…
Later
Mossy
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