It’s been a surprisingly beautiful day and The Bloke and I have just been on a train to London. We were really lucky with the seats, it was quiet and we had a really nice chat with a Ugandan-Canadian girl who is studying at uni here. It’s always interesting to meet new people – she told us about her education in Uganda and her plans to go into robotics, used words like ‘hella’ and ‘legit’ and told me I had a baby face.
Bonus points for her then…
I always get excitable whenever we pull into Euston. It reminds me of the feeling I used to get as a child whenever we visited Blackpool Illuminations. There would be a competition in the car to see who could spot the tower first, with the winner being awarded 20p. It was a win/win situation – my mum would feel guilty that only one would get the 20p, so we would all be given one to make it even…
As always, I digress.
The Bloke and I are lucky enough to visit London a few times a year, but there’s several firsts during this visit. We’re watching Wicked on the West End, visiting Harry Potter World and we’re staying in an Airbnb, all for the first time. I don’t know why we haven’t done the Airbnb thing sooner, especially with the prices of hotels increasing so much over the last few years, and we’ve found a kick ass superking apartment near Canary Wharf for half the cost of what the hotel we usually stay in now charges. I suppose we’re the sort of people who stick with what we know sometimes – I get nervous in situations where I’m unsure of what to expect.
And we’ve just been to see Wicked, which was… Wicked!
More on that tomorrow!