Sunday, August 15, 2004

Sing me a lullaby and kiss me goodnight
Ngh, I'm completely out of it. And the rest of me isn't doing anything to help me. It's actually doing a mighty fine job in helping out to mess me up even more, hah. So I'm going to take it out on everyone else and write about the two most boring days (which was Thursday and Friday) :p

Besides, we all know the best must be saved until last *nods*

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Thursday, August 12th - 2004

and

Friday, August 13th - 2004

Our checkout time was at noon, so we tried to get as much rest we could possibly get and still I woke up around 7 am, unable to fall back to sleep. A bit annoying when you know you'll be spending the night at the aiport and probably won't get much more rest =\

After tossing and turning for a couple of hours, trying to laze about casually (lol), I got up and started to get things ready. That went quick, so the rest of the time I just sat on the bed and waited for my sister to get ready. She's much better at dragging things out than me, or "managing her energy" :p

Around noon we were on our way to Victoria station to dump our bags, because running around with those wouldn't be very practical. The friend we were with on Tuesday wanted to tag along as well, but wouldn't be in before 2 pm. And what do you do when you don't have very much time to get anywhere special or do anything special ? You go to an internet café and waste time on the internet :D It works very well, haha.


2 pm came and so did the friend + baby boy, allowing us to be on our way to The Globe Theatre. We took the tube to Blackfriars (in hindsight we should've gotten off a station later, at Mansion House, since it would've been closer *shrugs*), and then it was a matter of following the signs that were put up for us poor tourists.

Getting there took about 20 minutes. On very sore feet. It also began to rain when we were only a couple of steps away from the building. (Wearing the skirt that day was not the best of ideas, but what can you do when it's too hot to wear clothes ? :p)
It cleared up within a few moments though, so no one got drenched and we could go around to where the entrance for the exhibition and tour was.

The exhibition was open. The tour wouldn't start until 5 pm, due to the fact that there was a performance going on. My clock said 2.30. Waiting wouldn't have been a problem if it weren't for the fact that my sister wanted to meet her husband at 6 pm.

There wasn't any time to take the tour and that was sort of the point to going to The Globe. So instead we went down the street and had food at Express Pizza, where we stayed for quite some time. I would be lying if I said it didn't matter that we missed out on the tour, but what can you do. Hopefully next time I'll be able to experience it to the fullest.

We parted ways with the friend after getting back to Victoria station and when it was half an hour to my sisters meet-up with her husband, I went across the street to the internet café.


Thanks to Juuthena, I knew that I'd be able to get onto AIM. (I think she wrote about AIM Express at some point anyway *blinks*)Tremendous thanks to her *hugs* Sitting alone and feeling alone isn't so bad when you've got good friends to talk to :)

*hugs everyone who kept her company*
It got horribly cold towards the end, so it was nice to get inside the station again and catch the tube to Liverpool Street station where we'd catch Stansted Express to ... Stansted, lol.

The train pulled into Stansted shortly after 11 and our flight wouldn't leave until 7 am. Most of the seats were already taken up by sleeping people, meaning it'd be a loooooong night at the airport. After some scouting we found somewhere to sit at least and I commenced being bored out of my brain ... while my sister tried to get some sleep. The night might've been somewhat bearable if she had been awake to be bored with me, but nooo. Meh.

Time passed (however slowly) until 2 am, much thanks to my cd player and the cd's I aqcuired on Wednesday ^____^
After that, several eternities seemed to pass between every 5 minutes I checked my clock -_-;;;; (long hours at an airport in the middle of the night, without anyone to pass the time with, is never fun.)

I didn't get one wink of sleep and my mood that last day was ... beyond bad >_>; My sister is usually the Queen of snappyness, but I gave her some serious competition. It just felt like I could've spent that last day differently, gotten more/something else out of it.


By the time our plane touched down on Swedish land, I desperately needed to lie down on the ground and bawl my eyes out. Being a [sort of] well behaved person can be testing sometimes, haha. I held it in the best I could and tried to speed up our journey home, very fed up of the responsonility of having to keep track of where we were and where we were going and getting us there. (Until this trip I hadn't really thought about my sisters handicap and how much it affected her. Quite the eye opener.)

My system went numb after a while on trains, thankfully, so when we arrived home I had calmed down fully. Walking from the train station to my home was really de-stressing and just what I needed. Going from having to mind every step, to walking wherever in the street you wanted to, was refreshing.


And meeting my younger sister again was wonderful. Mom told me that she had missed me and had been terribly bored *aw*. Poor thing couldn't get any Naruto while I was gone (yes, I've created a firm grip on her soul through Naruto *evil laugh*) but that wasn't the only reason she'd missed me, naturally :p

Later on mom and dad came home as well and we all sat down and talked about the trip, which was nice ^_^ Turns out they were more surprised at the fact that I hadn't bought anyone any presents (something I always do) than they were about anything else O.o;;;
Haha, the first time I decide to not think about others is the first time they expect me to XD


For a while (during most of the journey home) I thought it would be impossible to stop being sad that I had to leave London, but it did pass. It was just a matter of getting back into the old routines again. And I can always go back ^___^

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Sidenote: I lost almost 2 kilos during the London trip :o
and I've got loads of bruises :(
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