Traverse Atlantia

So we arrived in London yesterday morning after the 9 hour flight over the roof of the world, and hopped the tube from Gatwick airport to Westminster. Despite the maze-like realm that is the London Underground, its staff mulling about elusively & impossible to catch for questioning, we landed at the backpackers on schedule (actually, earlier than schedule!). Think of the sleaziest, nastiest hostel you can imagine, vermin running around your bed in the broad light, sheets dirty and mattress rotting... got it? Ok good, that's not where we're staying. Our hostel is smack in the middle of Picadilly Circus, and is pretty shmick. Shower in room? Hell yes. 6 other randoms (potentially snorers) sleeping around us? You bet. But we brought earplugs, so I laugh inwardly at their unconscious clamour. Hawhawhaw! Yes quite.

Anyway, we settled in quickly and launched into some sightseeing. Initial observation: this place is absolutely amazing - like nothing I've ever seen. Due to Troy's familiarity with the place we've been constantly on the go, and the grandeuse, decadent nature of the entire city has me awed, and my camera constantly in hand (though I suppose that's not unusual).. There's so much history here, too much for one person to ever grasp I think, but driving past the Tower of London, down Fleet Street and over London Bridge, along the river Thames and past Big Ben, I can't help but feel the want to know as much about it as I can.

Anyway, pictures will appear whenever I can upload them, possibly after we get back, but right now I've got to go, we're heading to Madam Tussaud's!
Peace all.

Jimzip :D