Our original plan was to leave Maastricht Thursday afternoon to make the train to Brussels and then to London. I managed to switch around my schedule so this plan would work. The ride to Brussels was smooth. I even managed to have time to bond with the Subway employees while scarfing down my almost American tasting sandwich. However, against my better judgement, I only brought a copy of my passport with me. Long story short, I was sent back home to Maastricht on a train. Luckily, the nice woman working at the counter stamped my pass and said it would be good for 24 hours. I figured I would try my London adventure again in the morning.
They say everything happens for a reason and I truly believe that. I had such a great time on the train ride home that I wasn't even upset about missing the train to London. I met a group of slightly intoxicated Americans from Texas and California that were pure entertainment the entire way back.
London: Take Two...
Friday morning, after only two hours of sleep, I managed to roll out of bed, make it to the supermarket to put minutes on my phone, shower, and eventually make it to London. I met a group of friends in the market and went sightseeing the rest of the day. We went to The London Tower, Abbey Road, The London Eye, and The London Bridge. A lot of walking to pack into 4 hours.
That night, we went to an underground warehouse party. I've never been anywhere like this. The atmosphere was outrageous and the people there were even crazier. I witnessed some interesting dancing... I still don't know if interesting is the right word.
The next day we got up early and continued our sightseeing with Buckingham Palace, Parliament, Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, and everything in between. I feel like there is so much left for me to see in London so I already decided I am going back. The Harry Potter tour is a top priority on my things to do.
Out of all the sightseeing, my favorite place was our adventure in Notting Hill. We went to the Portobello Market there and it was a taste of what real London is like. It wasn't as touristy and everything was so bright and colorful. It was a refreshing little area with great shops and food.
The ride home was a memorable one. I think Morgan and I got stuck with the weirdest people in our coaches. Not to mention we were delerious from the serious lack of sleep. There was one guy in particular that kept whispering songs to himself which ultimately turned into a loud shout by the end of the trip. I couldn't tell you how many times we exchanged looks and started laughing hysterically at him. So to you, weird guy, thanks for the entertainment. I needed it since my iPod and phone were dead.
If you look in the background of the uber attractive picture of me sleeping, you will meet this man.
All in all, London was a success and I can't wait to go back. I could eventually see myself living there someday.
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