Friday 29th December Day 160
We are up early ((I’m not surprised after being in bed at 8.30pm!)) and out wandering to find somewhere to stop for a breakfast before doing our usual in London which is just walking around and if we see something interesting then we head in that direction. It’s amazing how the modern fits in with the old buildings. London is an amazing place although I can see why the rest of the country is in such a mess. The roads are barely usable in the North and it’s quite clear it’s because all the money is being spent in London. The amount of new buildings and work being carried out is phenomenal, there is certainly no holding back on the purse strings here. You can see why cities and towns are crumbling north of London.
After 2.5 hours walking we head back to the hotel for a little rest before checking out and securing our heavy backpacks and finding a bus. I can highly recommend this mode of transport in London if you have heavy bags and don’t want to wander around especially if you can get on the top deck. I love watching the world go by and looking at all the different areas and not just the tourist ones. My parents are both Londoners so it feels like I’m home in my stomping ground even though I was born and bred in Yorkshire.
We get off at Camden and obviously have to go and look at the locks we will one day be going through. I really hope we try and aim for a quiet day, if there is such a thing as a quiet time in Camden. We have a quick drink before realising we had better get a move on as we are booked on a train from St Pancras to Luton interchange where we catch a shuttle bus to the airport. We are pleased we book in advance as if we paid now it would £22 each just to travel the relatively short distance. ((Don’t go moaning about the costs again Peachy we all know the transport is shockingly expensive and unreliable!))
It’s quite cool going on the shuttle tram thing whatever it is called. I’ve filmed it for YouTube – you feel like you’re on a roller-coaster. We finally arrive at the airport and this once seems more chilled out than East Midlands Airport and they have separate cubicles to put all your stuff into trays and then we are waved through and that’s all done.
We find a table in a restaurant as it’s rammed everywhere and our old bones cannot sit on floors anymore so we pay the 92 million pounds to have a couple of drinks. We will be broke by the time we arrive in Jersey ((It’s a good job it’s a ’working’ holiday then isn’t it! Maybe you can claim some of it on business expenses)) Even business expenses mean you still have to pay for it!
The flight goes on time and after about 40 minutes flight time we arrive into Jersey. I love it here and it feels like home which is why I set the book here and have another in the pipeline ((And another one set in New Zealand… erm… you’re taking this research/expenses thing a bit too far!)) . Out of the airport as we don’t have to wait for bags and we get on the bus, then it’s a five minutes walk to my friends apartment and a goodnight from us.
Until tomorrow. x
C.L. Peache 