Let me outta here

So it's my second full day back home and guess what, I want back, been here, done that, can I please leave now???
Our journey with Jazz started on Wednesday, train at 5.30 pm to Birmingham, I have to say that for the first time, I couldn't wait the train to arrive, usually I enjoy train journeys here, but this time, time couldn't go any slower. In Birmingham our train to London was late, bcs of the heavy train traffic there or sth like that. On our way to London, we were later than promised after the late departure because there was an unhappy customer in Rugby...
Finally arrived to London, as Katherine, my friend in London didn't answer to my texts, we decided to go to St. Pancras train station to kill some time and look for the places to eat. Obviously the luggage hold was closed, so no eating somewhere else, as we didn't want to walk with our luggage. So we went to Costa, open 24/7 and sat there until Katherine answered and we left St. Pancras to meet her. managed to top up our oyster cards, found the right bus stop for Oxford Circus to alight for Piccadilly, where we were supposed to meet Kath. But we managed to miss Oxford circus stop, as it was not said, so we are sitting there, kinda obvious that we have missed it, I tell Jazz that let's go out in the next one, she says, no, it's dark and empty and so on, so we drive even further, until we get out and take another bus straight to Piccadilly. Oh, as my le bf is from London he was shocked that we are going to London at this time of the year and are so unorganised, as he said, we were asking to get raped. So in this bus someone indeed approached us, asking if I'm from Norway, luckily we got rid of him soon. And then there was another guy asking where we wanted to go, while we were waiting our Piccadilly bus, but didn't get raped, win :D Arrived to Piccadilly, waited for Kath, after meeting her waited for her bus to arrive, but our brilliant plan leaving our suitcases to hers didn't go that well, because she lives in Bromley, too far away to get our staff again before going to the airport. So we drove there 1,5h, saw where she lives and drove back 1,5h, what can I say, time well spent :D At least it was warm in the buses. Arrived to Trafalgar Square, saw the Christmas tree, and like Jazz's friend, who we met later said, this tree is like the ultimate troll from Norway, which is true, sorry, but our Christmas tree in Tallinn is better. While looking for the bus to St. Pancras we got our fair share of the night action, some kind of car accident, nothing special really.
We were lucky to discover that the first bus stop was the one we needed and the bus we needed was coming too, only to stop 20 metres before the stop, turned off the lights and driver started to read a newspaper, I was pretty furious there, because the whole time had been raining, so my feet were wet and it was cold, and waiting for the driver who reads the newspaper wasn't my favourite activity at this time. Finally, in the bus and on our way to St. Pancras, where we discovered that the luggage thing cost over 8 pounds, which was more than I wanted to spend for that, so we didn't left our suitcases there, pointless trip to there, as you can see. Oh well, tried to find somewhere to eat, including some I think Italian restaurant in the station, we even sat down, but didn't find anything to eat, so we did our awkward escape and decided just to go out and see what we can find. Ended up at Euston, in Britannia (if I remember right), the not pleasant thing about finding a decent place to eat around 9 in the morning is that all the places serve only breakfast, but all the beans and bacon mambo jambo doesn't appeal to me at all, sorry.
After eating we headed to the centre again, to do a little bit of shopping and not to fall asleep in Britannia. Met Jazz's friend, who lives in London and as she reads our blog then sorry, if I wasn't very sociable, the level of tiredness was quite high :D Anyway, we sat in a sushi restaurant, although I ordered take away, oops, but it was the cosiest option.
Again bus to St. Pancras, I bought my train tickets for January, people outside Wales never know wtf town it is where I want to go, so funny to spell it, because I usually freeze and can't spell it, so it takes always ages to get the right tickets.
Happily in train, one boy sat opposite Jazz, he ate his crisps, almost like in a trance, after finishing those he sat calmly some time and then all of a sudden started to play with my suitcase's zipper, as I watched him like 'are you serious???' until his mother noticed it and said something to him he stopped for a moment and then carried on until the parents asked him sit opposite to his mother.
After almost an hour we arrived to Luton, where we had to take the bus to the airport, bad surprise for Jazz, who had the ticket only to the Luton Parkway, not to the airport, Jazz was kinda upset to the lady who sold her the ticket, because it's obvious that she is a foreigner and why the hell she should go to Luton Parkway only??? 1,50 for the ticket and we got to the airport.
Everything as usual, only the security check for me was long, because of my tweezers, which are obviously very dangerous, the guy asked me to open one bag, then close another, put my suitcase through again, wasn't fun, but got through eventually.
After that nothing interesting, only one lady with four bags and the Ryanair staff said that she can have only one, no idea how she managed, but she was on the plane.
Almost 3 hours sleep and here we are now, eating good food and 'enjoying' snow :D Would prefer being under my duvet until the leaving day, but I guess it's not an option.

For me it's probably the last post this year... Merry Christmas to all our readers and see ya in 2013!!!

Ems