Arriving in London

Trip Start Jul 11, 2008
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Trip End Aug 06, 2008


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Monday, July 21, 2008

Well today was kind of a tough day for me, I had to leave Paris and the Fontaines after only 3 days.  I had such a wonderful time with them and I really didn't want to leave.  But in the morning, Helena slept in, and her dad and I took off on a bike ride.  This was actually a lot more fun than you would think.  We trekked through the French country side, discovering old buildings and farms even he didn't know about.  We were truly "mountain" biking.  Helena met up with us around mid day for lunch at her grandma's house.  I don't know what it is with meeting all my hosts' grandmothers.  She was a great cook and a very generous women.  She didn't speak any English but I was pretty capable of understanding most of her French.  She spoke much slower and easier than the French youth. 
                After this we returned home and prepared to leave.  I thanked the Fontaines dearly for I had a wonderful time with them.  I really didn't want to leave.  It was a good thing I had her too because no one seems to recognize these rail vouchers for the eurostar  and they have become a real pain.  I took the Eurostar, which was somewhat like an airplane, and to my delight I wasn't motion sick this time.  Thank god.    It was pretty cool though, the train goes underneath the English channel and you in this tunnel for a total of 20 minutes.  Yes, I timed it.  With the interior illuminated, it's as if the window is a mirror.  I just kind of sat there and studied my face for 20 minutes.  Lots of introspective work, not only here, but throughout this whole trip.
                Arrived in London and found my hostel.  I feel a little withdrawn from everyone.  I don't quite know how to address the situation.  There are two French brothers in my room and they are the only ones I had a true conversation with them.  Of course, my only friends here are the French!  One of the London Rail Tube lines that I needed to take was out of order.  I have to call a number and hope they can get me a return reservation on the Eurostar.  They couldn't even do it at the freaking rail station.  This stuff is the only part that bothers be on this trip.  Tomorrow morning I'm making my way over to Stonehenge, after I find out how to get to the rail station.  Somehow I have to wake up at 7:30 for the free breakfast.  There is a bar at the hostel but I really don't feel like drinking tonight.   And everything is twice as expensive here.    I think it will turn around, but with my only two hours of experience here in London, I miss France and am looking forward to returning in two nights.  I hope this decision to come to London for a couple hundred dollars is worth it when I could have just stayed with Helena in Paris for another night.  We will let tomorrow be the dictator of that. 
                Good Night From London's St. Patrick's Hostel
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