A Day Unplanned (Day Five)
Trip Start Aug 16, 2012
23Trip End Oct 01, 2012
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I woke up at a more reasonable hour this morning, and some of the people I met yesterday were leaving (check out is at 10am). I stayed in bed until around 9:30am to let everyone else get ready to check out. I said goodbye to the mother and son from French Guiana who were off to take the Eurostar to Lille, France. When I finally got up, there was still time to go down and have the free breakfast the hostel offers. I haven't gotten the chance to try it because I had been waking up too early. Located in the bar downstairs, there was not much food left: just some sausages, bread, oranges, and hot drinks. While I was making some toast, I bumped into a guy who had just come down as well. We said hi and I noticed a non-British accent. I asked where he was from, and he said Canada! I said I was from Vancouver, and coincidentally, so was he!
Well, Surrey to be exact, but like me, it's easier to say Vancouver when people ask you where you're from. We ate together and he explained that he was travelling around the UK with his girlfriend who had gone out for the day by herself. Like me, he also wanted a day to relax at the hostel. They were nearing the end of their two week trip and were flying home in a couple of days. He was only eighteen, just graduated high school, and was in Europe for the first time as well. A lot of the conversation was spent talking about how him and his girlfriend were not getting along. He later said that that was the real reason why he didn't want to go out with her today. They've been together for three years, but he's just finding out things about her while travelling. Apparently, she has a habit of storming out whenever they get into a fight. I assured him that it was pretty common for couples to argue, especially when you are spending so much time together on a trip. We also chatted about home, school, work, and video games. He is an avid gamer and hopes to work in that field one day.
Their first room in the hostel was located in the basement and got flooded with water one night. Some of their stuff got wet, including his book, the second in the Game of Thrones series. What a coincidence because I had just picked up the first book at the airport before I left! I have been reading it at night before I bed. It's really cool to meet people with whom you have things in common with while in a foreign country. It was nice chatting with a fellow Canadian and made me miss home.
UPDATE: After my laundry was done, I went to a nearby internet cafe to try to upload some photos and write the first entries in my blog. Unfortunately, my card reader didn't fit into the computer, so I couldn't access my photos on my memory card. I spent a total of two hours there and ended up paying close to £4.
For dinner, I finally had some fish and chips from a takeaway place called Harry Ramadan's in Euston. It was very good, but I didn't notice anything special that would make it any different from fish and chips you could get back home.
On my way back to the hostel, somebody asked me for directions to King's Cross. I pointed it out as best I could, quite happy actually that I was mistaken for a local. After a few days in the city, I'm beginning to notice how Londoners act and carry themselves. I try to blend in as best I can; otherwise, you will stand out!