After clearing customs I took the train to London Bridge. A guy from Poland sitting next to me was also heading there. He had only started learning English three months ago and seemed to be keen to travel with a native speaker so we agreed to go there together.
Greer met us at London Bridge Station and we went in search for hotels for our Polish friend. We decided that 250 pounds/night was a bit pricey and since all of the seven YHA hostels were fully booked for the night, Greer kindly said he could stay with us at her flat. He was exceedingly grateful.
We headed back to meet Kristyn and Cass outside the crowded London Bridge Station. Back to Greer’s flat and then out to a pub for dinner. It was so good to see some Kiwi friends again even if they did mock my ridiculous ankle breezing trousers.
Above: Cris, Kristyn, Cass, Greer, and Damin eating out at a pub. It was nice to catch up with some Kiwi friends again.
I’m at Allgäu airport waiting for my plane to London. It’s going reasonably smoothly so far except that the bus timetable in Memmingen didn’t seem to match what I had found on the internet. So I missed the bus. Luckily I met a guy from the US who was also trying to find his way to the airport. We shared a taxi which my wallet was grateful for.
The plan for London is to catch up with friends for a few weeks. Then I’m heading back to Germany to settle in for the long cold winter. Ughhh.
Crossing the UK border is an unpleasant affair.
This time I had the displeasure of being abused by a sad little man who was enjoying the power trip of being an immigration officer. Clearly something about me or my recent travels is pure evil, probably from Mordor. He seemed to have a problem that I was coming to the UK for three weeks at this time of year. Why would anyone come here for three weeks when it is horrible and cold? I was surprised that with that attitude they hadn’t just closed the border completely for the winter.