Welcome to London!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

So I flew into London yesterday, a quick 8-hour trip (for some reason I thought it was 13 hours, but I remembered when we went to Munich we had a 4-hour layover in Chicago). Overall the trip was pretty uneventful. I was at Seatac with like 2 hours to spare (obviously they don't really care too much about people leaving). The plane was full of unattractive British people. There was a little turbulence on the landing, but not too much (I still have get queasy just thinking about the trip back from Germany). It took 30 min to get my bags, but then I found the correct train right away, and I found Trist's house easily enough.

This brings me to my first impression of London: Do you remember reading about the Aztecs or whoever that would get bored of all their buildings and then just fill it all in with dirt and build new ones on top? So the archaelogists had just a big layer cake to play in? Well, London reminds me of that, but like they forgot to fill the old buildings over first. It's almost organic how everything is just built everywhere. In Germany there were lots of open spaces and lots of new buildings. Not here. It seems like there's a law that you can't tear anything down. Trist lives in a giant castle-looking building that was originally a water tower, ffs. Then they turned it into flats. A water-tower into flats! (I took a picture of it, I'll post it later).

Other than that I got really sick from the jetlag at about 2pm or so. I spent most of the ride to Jaime's place trying very hard not to decorate the train with airline food. I crashed out at like 4pm and slept until 7am. Next time I really want to follow Rick Steve's advice and get some Ambien. I guess it helps.