In London

The last few days I’ve been in Santa Cruz eating, eating and more eating. Did I mention that I was eating a lot? Well, I was and it was fantastic. I’ve been spoilt senseless by good good food.

Yesterday I flew from Mumbai to London on Virgin. I left around 11:30 from my grandma’s house and we had a really hard time getting transport to the aiport. Rikshas and taxis refused to go for who know what reason, but we finally found a riksha that would take us. In true form and fashon, two thirds of the way there it broke down in the middle of the street and we had to find a taxi to complete the trip.

The flight was uneventful, if a few hours late. I toke the Picadelly line from LHR all the way to Kings Cross (nearly an hour) and then met my sister ouside the station. We went back to her flat where I put my stuff down (all 20 kg of it) and then we headed out to a part of town nearby called Angel for a few pints at some of the pubs. I quickly picked up a pint of a bitter (called Pedigrie) and smiled, amused that I’m in London again.

Today we’ve booked a car out of Euston station and we’re heading to Stratford-upon-Avon for a day trip and will try to see Twelth Night there if they have any seats available.

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