Well sports fans its that time of the year were after a long flight and a few trains we get to London Bridge. Once we get there things get interesting. It seems I (Chris) booked the hostel and forget to get proper directions. Me and Peter after a long red-eye flight end up wandering around London looking for a hostel wearing our packs that easily way around 40lbs each. And we're dehydrated. And hungry.
Eventually we come to our wits and ask a nice receptionist at a random hotel for directions and she kindly gives them to us along with a map. I plan on marrying that women who gave the directions to us. She totally did not have to do that and she made my day by being so nice.
So now after all the flying and all the wandering around and being lost and stuff we are at St. Christophers Village hanging out exhausted and happy to have found this place.
Oh and as for London its pretty cool.
So Day One continues.....
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