Another day, another adventure.
I spent the first half of my day, attending to nitty gritty details like laundry, storage of luggage, before sitting/sleeping at the Kensington Gardens, while watching the world go by.
At four, I left the gardens to make my way towards King’s Cross to meet Emily. However, after half an hour of waiting, I could still see no sign of her. That’s when I got a phone call from her, telling me she’s at Victoria Station! However, there was simply no way I could get through to her!
After an hour and a half of searching and finding, we finally managed to meet at 18 30, thankfully early enough not to miss our coach leaving for Paris. An interesting observation– stations don’t have dustbins!
Here beginnt the second part of my journey, which was launched with a 10 hour bus ride.