I haven’t had the time to write during the last few days. I’ve been really busy and when I did have time, I preferred sleep to writing.
I’ll start at the beginning… well, actually, the middle part.
On the third day of our trip, we went to the Tower of London. The tower was old, but filled with new technology, including 3D demonstrations (requiring 3D glasses), interactive touchscreen computers and other similar technology. Even though I’m a huge technology enthusiast I don’t find that appropriate. Oh, and did I mention my feet were f*cking killing me again…
We then moved on to Greenwich, which was one of the most awesome places I have ever been to. We got a tour of the Maritime Museum, which kind of sucked, but the rest was simply amazing: We went to the Prime Meridian, which is basically a line across the whole earth, dividing the Earth into two halves, kind of like the equator, but without any geographical significance, other than the fact that it runs through the Greenwich Observatory. Well, actually, it didn’t just happen to run through there. The line was drawn through the observatory on purpose…
Oh, and I’m happy to tell you that the time on my iPhone is exactly 3 seconds off…
We then saw an amazing film called “We are astronomers,” narrated by my favourite actor of all time, David Tennant. I then proceeded to buy a Doctor Who poster from the shop there. I hope the poster makes it to Tallinn without any damage to it due to ultra-rough handling. Oh, and I sat next to a very gross transvestite on the Tube… who smiled at me. (Kill me now)
Later, we went bowling… Well, when I say we, I mean everyone but me. I went to a bar instead and had a Virgin Cuba Libre, which is Rum & Coke… without the rum.
On the fourth day of our trip, we first went to Westminster Abbey. Westminster Abbey was, quite frankly, f*cking boring. No, seriously. Other than the fact that there were a few very important/famous people buried there, it wasn’t interesting at all. We then caught a train to Oxford. It took us an hour to get there. I listened to my iPhone’s iPod the whole time and occasionally checked Offmaps with GPS, how far we were. I enjoyed every single minute of the trip to Oxford. The English countryside is amazingly beautiful.
I bought a camera there. A Kodak ZX1, which is a small and cheap HD camera. It is an amazing little thing, review coming soon after I’m done editing my videos of the trips, but I can tell you this: the video and audio it captures looks amazing. AND, it only cost me £130 (well, £150 if I include the memory card).
We then returned from Oxford to London, to see Phantom of the Opera in Her Majesty’s Theatre. I loved every single bit of it besides the fact that I had such a crappy seat, I could not see anything. Not even with the f**king binoculars I paid 50p for.
On the fifth day of our trip, I went on the London Eye. It had a view only comparable to the one I got from St Paul’s Cathedral (read 1st post about London).
The Kensington Gardens / Hyde Park was amazingly beautiful…
I then went shopping with a friend onto Oxford Street. I bought an iTunes UK Store gift card for myself and countless souvenirs for others… In between the shopping we went to Starbucks and had a nice coffee. That was my third time ever at Starbucks, you know. I loved the coffee… Well, it was nice and cold… No, it wasn’t cold by accident. And yes, I also had a sandwich there. It was, probably, the best sandwich I’ve ever had in the entire world… *Scratch that.* – it WAS the best thing I’ve ever had in the whole world, ever. Including meals at really fancy restaurants. No, seriously. That sandwich topped everything. And I don’t get the people who complain about the prices there – with that kind of quality of product the price doesn’t matter. I don’t care if it cost £4+ or not. I really don’t care. Hey, I was in London… It’s not like I am there every day, you know.
We then took the Tube back to our crummy hostel. Navigating the Underground is actually quite easy, to be honest.
After that, we decided to go to Starbucks again… But seeing as the local Starbucks at King’s Cross was full, we decided on going to KFC. Which was tiny AND full… We ended up going to the f**king so-called Golden Arches, aka. McDonalds. The food there was horrible, but we didn’t care at the moment as this was the last day of the trip. I returned to the Hostel. On the way there, I went to a small store at the side of the road, which was run by a couple of Hindus. I bought two cokes and an Alcohol-based, yet legal for under-18s soft drink. When I returned to the Hostel, I found out, to my horror, that the Cokes were made in Ukraine. Look, I live in North-Eastern Europe, but Ukraine is scary. First of all, it’s not a part of the EU. Second of all, Chernobyl. Enough said…
I still drank the Cokes, wondering if I was alive the next day… Well, here I am, alive and well. And the Cokes tasted quite well, actually. Better than the local or Estonian ones.
Wow.
Later that evening, some girls came to our room’s door. Nothing really happened, except we went wandering around the hostel, which was once an old courthouse. We found some really creepy places and decided to go back and get a few hours of sleep before leaving at the morning.
Right now, I am sitting on a plane moving away from London, towards Tallinn.
I’m drinking a pepsi and writing this. When I finish writing this, I will start reading Jeremy Clarkson’s “The World According To Clarkson: For Crying Out Loud (Volume 3)”.
11:57 (GMT), Wednesday, 28th of October 2009.
