Voyager ouvre l’esprit.

 ImageTravel broadens the mind.

Houston:  We have a problem.

On Saturday, my flight to London was scheduled to leave at 6:25 PM.  Unfortunately, I was informed that I would have to board Boeing’s 787 Dreamliner.  According to USAToday, at least four flights in the last two weeks had problems that prevented the innovative new planes from reaching their destinations.  My flight was no exception.  They left us in the plane with an ill-behaved child and a chatty bunch who were headed to play at Wimbeldon (cool, right?).  After three hours passed, we were released from the plane.  We immediately headed to get a glass of wine and food.  Subsequently, we eventually left Houston at around 10:oo PM.  I consumed my time with sudoku puzzles and movies, particularly Gangster Squad and Pretty Woman.  It was my first time seeing the latter, and I loved it. I cried like a baby at the end! The nine hour flight was very smooth and we made it to my destination safely.

Travel light, they said.

After I received clearance by the UK Customs, JA and I headed towards the “London Underground” or “tube,” which is the public metro system.  We remained on the tube for about an hour.   It was very easy to navigate.  When we had to exit one tube to get on another, we experienced some difficulty:  STAIRS.   I carried one large bag, one small bag, a laptop bag, and a big purse.  I stacked the smaller bags atop of the luggage and proceeded to double fist the luggage up the stairs.  Fail.  On the bright side, several strangers assisted JA and I with our heavy luggage.  We saw a lift (an elevator), but the kind stranger opted to carry them up the stairs for us.  The second tube ride was fairly quick.  When we exited, we headed directly to our dorms at the Uni (or university/school).

R&R.

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When we arrived, we were faced with several familiar faces from my school.  We all checked in and were allowed to select our own suite-mates. After I received my keys, I headed straight to my room.  Our suite has five individual rooms, two bathrooms, and one kitchen.  Each room consists of a small sink, a twin-sized bed, a tiny closet and dresser, and a desk.  I immediately disinfected my room with Clorox Bleach Wipes and sprayed everything down with Lysol.  Thereafter, I unpacked my suitcases and hung my clothes, added my bedbug mattress protector to my bed, took a shower, and connected to the internet.  I left everyone know that I’ve arrived safely as I waited on JA to finish settling in.

Tengo hambre dennamug.

We were starving!  We asked the locals in the front office about nearby dining spots.  Apparently, we were located on a street that served Indian food.  We went to a restaurant called A Taste of India — only because the Sunday buffet was 6.95 £ and they advertised free wifi.  The buffet had a variety of chicken curry dishes coupled with rice, chickpeas, and my favorite:  Chicken wings!  We paired our food with a glass of Rose and sparkling lemonade.  Super refreshing!  Unfortunately, the wifi did not work.  The waiter was very kind and he even gave us a coupon that offered a 20% discount on our next visit.

The loo.

We saw a sign next to our table that said, “WC – please go downstairs to use the restrooms.”  We asked him what it stood for.  I believe that he misunderstood our question because he explained that the sign was there to direct patrons to the bottom floor.  The restaurant recently remodeled and in an effort to reduce confusion, they posted the sign.  While we understood his explanation, JA and I were still befuddled by the signage.  Yahoo! Answers gave a descriptive explanation, which says, “It’s an English expression being an abbreviation for ‘Water Closet’ as it was once considered rude to use the terms ‘toilet’ or ‘lavatory’ in public. ‘Water closet’ was considered to be an expression that better off people would use and not deemed offensive. Nowadays many people call the toilet ‘the loo’ and awful word that crept into English in the 1960’s.”  Interesting, indeed!

Mingling.

After dinner, we retired to the dorm and took a nap.  JA remained there for the rest of the night.  I, on the other hand, went downstairs because I was in dire need of wifi so I partake in my favorite lazy pasttime:  viewing pictures on Instagram.  I introduced myself to the overnight security guard.  I believe he may be from Nigeria (woop woop! *waves green and white flag*).  He directed me to the common area.  I met the other law students who were from the hosting law school, Southern University.  Apparently, two of the guys were on our flight and the airline lost their luggage.  They were visibly and rightfully upset because they could not find a store that was open after 6:00 PM so they could purchase new clothing.  I engaged in conversation for a little bit.  I was very parched and did not have any change on me to purchase a water from the vending machine.  As I was headed out of the dorm facilities, the two guys stopped me and offered to walk with me to the store.  In the distance, I heard a girl say, “Has she NOT seen ‘Taken’?”  Girl, bye.

Libations.  

The guys took me to a store that was about a block from our dorm facilities.  I purchased the largest Evian bottle coupled with my favorite childhood drink, Ribena (a blackcurrant non-carbonated beverage).  When I enquired about the liquor laws, the store clerk said that they cannot sell liquor after 11:00 PM; however, they make exceptions for people that are cool.  I immediately informed him that I am cool and requested 70 CL (centiliter, which is equivalent to 750 ML — I THINK) of vodka.  He sold it to me for 19.99 £ ($31.27).  Clearly, it was overpriced, but I have the peace of mind of knowing that I will have a roofie-free drink.  UOENO.

Late Nights, Early Mornings.

As I am writing this blog, I am also completing an online defensive driving course.  Shout out to ComedyDriving.com!  I plan on doing half tonight and the remainder tomorrow night.  I plan on taking pictures and posting them here so I do not overcrowd my social media feeds.  It is 2:22 AM. I am going to make a wish and bid you all adieu. Good night, lovers.

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2 thoughts on “Voyager ouvre l’esprit.

    • Yes! They do drive on the other side of the road! It’s crazy. Even on every corner, they have “Look Left” or “Look Right” posted on the streets to remind everyone about the direction of the cars passing/turning by.

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