I'm officially settling down in London. I don't think that it has officially hit me yet that I am here and will continue being here for the next several months.
I live off Baker Street and have to weave in and out of tourists who are standing in line for the Sherlock Holmes museum. I'll go to the Starbucks on the corner and sit outside watching the people walk to and fro from the shops and sidewalks. Sorry, I mean pavement.
It's warm here and sitting in my room with the window slightly open isn't doing anything for me. I should probably change into shorts or a short skirt, but at the moment my jeans are currently covering my legs and I keep thinking how annoying it would be to change.
London is full of life and excitement. There is so much to do and see, and I feel silly for staying inside on such a gorgeous summer day, but my feet are swollen and I'm still jet lagged and I want to shower to feel the grime come off my body.
Last night was an adventure with someone I didn't know. We had a treasure hunt during the day and went to an Australian bar that night with the rest of the groups from Uni. After, a girl named Caitlin and I went to Covet Gardens, bought some sandwiches and drinks, and ate in Trafalgar Square. The city still doesn't seem real. Big Ben looks fake standing back there in the distance. It's not real just yet.
As we sat on the steps, a man sat next to us and talked to us for over an hour about London and the different things about life. He even showed us around London and the various parts that we should see both at night and during the day.
Maybe in a few weeks time I'll be over the time difference and the drowsiness, but until then, I don't believe it's real.
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