This was hard – brilliant,
but hard. Joe managed to get the time off work, so he came to London with me,
mum, dad and Josh on the Monday morning before I went on the Wednesday.
On Monday, we travelled down
to London, and then checked in to out Travelodge and headed into the centre of
London. We went past Buckingham Palace, and then Joe and I caught the tube to
Southwark to meet Felix and Emily. It was pretty surreal, just going for
Starbucks in London like that! Emily took us back to her flat building, where
you can go up on to the roof and see right across London; the view was amazing!
We dropped a few snowballs too – from such a height, it was difficult to aim on
the people below… We left them and went to meet my family again, and we went to
a Canadian Bar! Hell yes! It was pretty darn awesome, we had moose beer and
everything was maple-leafed.. Man. (my next big trip has to be Canada!)
Maxwells for tea, and then back to the travelodge. The Tuesday was spent at my
Grandparents’ in Farnham, where we also made a seven-foot snowman, and ate the
best millionnaire’s shortbread around. By this time, I was properly freaking
out about going away. I had no idea what I was doing, and was dreading saying
goodbye. I kept crying! We got up early on Wednesday, and I felt so sick. Said
goodbye to everyone, and man, was I crying. May seemed like an eternity away.
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