I could not have asked for a more perfect day, weather wise, here in London town. It was a nice, sunny 65, so I decided to play tourist.
Had to get some academics out of the way first, though. I went to a class from 9-11 (yuck, still too early) that I will be auditing instead of taking for credit because I don't have enough space left and for some strange reason, our department, or perhaps the School of Public Policy and Social Science just thinks it's best, but my particular program is only allowed to take 180-190 credits. Oh well... this means I don't have to write two papers! WOO!! It should be an interesting class and I'm really looking forward to it. It's called Environmental Actors and Politics. So I attended that class, then walked to the library to do a little reading. And I do mean a little. I found the perfect, hidden away space way up in the clock tower rooms that was completely empty, and started reading. Then the LOUDEST person I have ever heard in my entire life ends up sitting on the sub floor directly beneath me. They weren't talking.. oh no. But the sound! I felt like the Grinch during that sequence in the cartoon when he's talking about all that "noise, noise, noise! If there's one thing I can't stand, it's the noise, noise, noise." And the drums start beating around his head. Yep. This person was crinkling food wrappers, which we're not allowed to have, clicking their note book open and closed every nanosecond, coughing, sniffling, tapping their pen. I was going insane, clearly. To top it all off, I had my iPod on and I could hear them over it, no matter how loud I turned it up. SO I decided to move to the other side of the clock tower, through 2 sets of double doors, into a different set of study cubicles. Sweet bliss. No one was around and all was quiet. Again I set all my stuff up, got my highlighters, note tabs, and articles out to read. Not even 5 minutes later, someone else came in and did the SAME thing the other person was. I can only assume these are freshers, because I can GUARANTEE if they have even just one year of study under their belt, you know to shut the hell up when you're in the library unless you are in a group room.
So I left the library disgruntled. But the sun was shining and it was a wonderful day, so I decided to play tourist. I walked over the foot/rail bridge to South Bank and grabbed take away from Wagamama. I walked up to an outdoor seating area that overlooked the river and ate my delicious noodle soup. To my left was the London Eye, to my right, the Queen Elizabeth Hall and behind me, the Royal Festival Hall. People watching is definitely fun to do, so I did that for about 30 minutes. I then got up and headed up the bank towards the Eye. Walked passed that, then over the Westminster Bridge to the Houses of Parliament and Westminster Abbey. Something was going on because there were more police and sirens than normal, but I still can't find it on the web, so maybe someone important was visiting? A Chinook did fly over head. After that I walked back up the Victoria side of the river (my side of the river) up to Trafalgar Square, then home.
I was home for about 30 minutes, then decided it was time to go buy a printer, because now I'm having to print things out, and it'll be cheaper for me to do it here at the flat than it will be to do it at the library. This time, I took the tube. I went to Oxford circus, which foot traffic wise, was the worst I have ever seen it. Worse than New York and Chicago, I think. I went to a couple of different stores and just couldn't bring myself to spend between 60 and 100 quid for a printer. So I started walking back towards the tube when I came across Liberty, a department store that I own a dress from. They are famous for their floral patterns. So I started walking towards that when I happen to glance to my left and spot and Apple store. SUCCESS!! You think it's bad at the Fairfax or Tyson's Apple when a new product comes out? Good Lord, you've seen nothing! This place was a mad house. I finally tracked down a specialist to find out the prices for printers. Again, too pricey for me, as I still don't have my loan money. The guy was very nice about it though, and definitely understood. He pointed me in two directions, one of which I had already gone to. So it was off to Currys, a mix between Radio Shack and Best Buy. I think it's rather ironic that the store is called Currys and there were all South Central Asians working there. Anyways, I found a printer exactly like the one I have at home, but unfortunately it was sold out. So I went for the next best one. It was 49 quid. which is roughly 74 bucks. WOOOO!!!
Triumphant, I walked towards to direction of the tube station to go home, or so I thought. Something had happened on the Victoria line (the line I needed to get on), so the station had been shut down until further notice. Wonderful. So I walked from Oxford Circus to Tottenham Court Road and got on the tube there. Luckily, at this particular station, I would not have to change lines to get home. After many strange stares from people on the tube, I got off at Angel, the stop just north of me. Walking home wasn't so bad, and I think it's a shorter distance than Farringdon is. When I got to my flat I literally could not feel or bend my fingers. A bit of a problem when you have to swipe to get in the building, and the card is at the bottom of your purse in your wallet. My feet were screaming at me, too. I am 100% certain that I walked at least 20 miles today.
Now everything is set up and I found an email that asked for me to set up my account to get my loan money once my uni is done with it. YEA!!!!! I have class all day tomorrow, which is a bit of a bummer, but I think after the last one we're all heading to the pub again for drinks. I need to be careful with that though, because it can get expensive and it may counter act with all my walking. Oh well, you only live once, right?
I hope all of you are doing well. I miss you! I'll try to work on some crazy, or not so crazy stories to share for when I come home for Christmas. I'll be going to Ireland at some point this term, and maybe else where, who knows.
Love you all!!!
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