I arrived yesterday around noon here (7am there). I had a vacant seat next to me on the plain so that was nice... I slept most of the way. They gave us food which surprised me. I can't remember the last time I had food on a plane! It wasn't half bad believe it or not. I had no trouble at all in customs or finding my luggage or the tube. And from here... it all goes downhill.
What they don't tell you is that tube stations do not have elevators to get you up to the ground. Maybe some stations do, but not mine. Needless to say I had to drag 90lbs of luggage up 2 flight of stairs. Not only did I have to lug it up there, the handle on my big bag ripped. I had to pull out the plastic handle that rolls the bag to get it up. I thought I was in good shape and strong, but that took it out of me. This isn't the worst part. As I go to get on the next train (I had to make one switch), the plastic handle rips off and my luggage goes flying off the train. I go to get it and lift it on and the doors are closing. Luckily for me, a nice gentleman got off and helped me throw my stuff on. I was SO embarrassed... talk about screaming tourist! When I got off of that train, I wanted to cry. I had to walk up more stairs with this luggage. Thank HEAVENS there was an elevator at this station and I only had to walk up a few. I leave the station and the street it packed. People were staring at me with all of this luggage and it being broken and trying to walk with it. Imagine getting out of the subway in NYC with 90lbs of broken luggage, a backpack, and a pillow. Ugh it wasn't good. I tried to walk but didn't get too far. I paid 2.90 pounds to take me 100 yards. At this point I am at my hostel.
When I got to the hostel, I rang the bell. Of course, no one answered. I waited for about 5 minutes and finally a fellow American opened the door for me. He was staying there. And I am sure you can guess what was next... more stairs! I only had to climb about a flight and a half and then put my stuff in the lounge. I tried to knock on Bill's door. Bill is in charge of the hostel. He said he was very busy and my room wasn't ready but it would be in a few hours. Lucky me. I went in the lounge and crashed. I was so tired. There were about 4 other American's in there but they weren't very friendly. I think I slept for about 3 hours. When I woke up it was dark. I remember my mom telling me DO NOT go anywhere at night.. but that is extremely hard when it gets dark here at 4:30. I was so hungry so I decided to go walk and get food. When I got back my room was ready. I had to share it with a guy from Ohio. He was only there for one more night and I don't think he slept here last night. When I fell asleep I was the only one in here, and when I woke up it was just me. I have my own room now with a sink and a dresser and window. The room isn't too bad. My bed is fairly comfy. I am not sure if I am just so exhausted or it really is a nice mattress. I went to bed praying that I would have a better day today. I slept like a baby!
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