Dylan's Journal

Spoony and I just got back from the UK, London specifically, and I think I shall attempt a bit of an after-the-fact travel log.

The plane landed at about 10:00 BST (British Summer Time) on July 2nd, at the Heathrow airport. Spoony was exhausted, and I was only tired — a good thing, as Bad Things may well have happened had we both been exhausted.

After landing, we realized we had tube directions to Helen and Joe’s place, but not their address. We then attempted to use a pay phone, but it didn’t like our credit card or was otherwise broken. In desperation, we decided to just use the tube directions and hope that we could find their place somehow.

Our next confusion was the distinction between underground and train, but we got that sorted after speaking to an information desk person.

Entering the tube, we purchased two Oyster cards and headed down the Piccadilly Line. The first thing I heard in the tube was “This is a Piccadilly Line Service to Cockfosters”, which, because we were both tired, caused spoony and I to giggle like children. In fact, we giggled at every stop until King’s Cross / St. Pancras, where we switched to the Northern Line to High Barnet.

High Barnet is the station near Helen and Joe. We didn’t know where to go from there, but a helpful Tube employee told us that McDonalds had free wireless, so we went there. Up a steep hill. With all our luggage.

Once safely connected to the internet, we emailed Helen, and she sent her sister (named Chloe, we later found out) to find us. Meanwhile we drank sweet, refreshing UK sodas (which have sugar, and not HFCS, in them).

Helen’s sister arrived, introduced herself, and we ate some chips and she then directed us to Helen and Joe’s flat, which was mostly a downhill walk.

That is pretty much it for Day 1, as we mostly rested for the remainder of the day.