Trip Update: Lost in London

In which Rebecca and I arrive in London and quickly learn that the underground was an invention of God.

After our time in Dublin, Rebecca and I took a plane back to the UK and spent a long morning desperately trying to find our AirBnB home in central London. We came up with names to describe the different legs of our trip: cruising through Cardiff, easing through Edinburgh, doubling through Dublin, and lost in London. It felt like on each leg of the journey we leveled up and had to deal with a more challenging transportation situation. Once we got settled into our room and figured our how to use the public transport system, we did pretty well.

After crashing in exhaustion for a few hours, we decided to brave the weaving London streets once more. Rebecca and I headed to the nearest tube station to ride to West End and see if they had any discount theater tickets.
And that my friends is when I fell in love.
Yes, you heard me. I was set at ease, amazed, and enthralled by the London transportation system.
Okay, okay, so I have a thing for subways and underground trains of any sort. All kinds of people move in and out. Disparate destinies are thrown into a train car for two or three minutes. Then the doors open. People leave and people come. It is all so thrilling.
I’ve used and loved the train system in Washington D.C., Boston, and NYC, but London is my favorite. All you do is buy an oyster card and keep it charged up with some money. Then you swipe your card to get on ANY kind of transport within the city (buses, trains, the underground, national express transits, etc…). It is SO easy.
I should probably mention that every single time I got on an underground train I had to suppress major giggles. A matter-of-fact female voice would play over the loudspeaker to announce where the train line ended. But instead of saying “this train finishes at St. John’s station.” Or “this train closes at Trafalgar Square.” The calm voice would announce “This train terminates at Piccadilly.”

I couldn’t help but  imagine the train coming to the end of the line and exploding. And yet, the calm female voice continued to nonchalantly ensure us that “this train terminates at Waterloo.” Nobody else even batted an eyelash. Just another example of the differences in American and English word choice.

We got to West End just in time to catch some amazing buskers breakdancing. If I could have one super power, it would have to be the ability to breakdance. The streets were full and vibrant. I was glad that I had been traveling for a few weeks. I had practiced how to wear my purse, where to keep my money, and where to keep my hands for maximum safety and security. Another reason why I am glad we did London last.

Long story short, we got to the budget ticket stand and snabbed some cheap tickets to see The Phantom Of the Opera that night! I had never seen the Phantom of the Opera before. My travel buddy loves it to pieces. So naturally we were pretty stoked.

 *tucks head into arms and prepares defenses* Please don’t murder me for saying I’m not a huge fan of the actual story. MINOR SPOILER ALERT I  just don’t think having a physical deformity justifies terrorizing, murder, and kidnapping. He is an obsessive evil guy. How does having to wear a mask turn him from abusive to romantic? Did I miss something?

Anyway, the music and special effects were incredible.

I mostly enjoyed the intermission time, traipsing about the fancy theater watching all the other excited human beings around me. Me and my evil travel buddy and partner in crime may or may not have had way too much fun photo bombing the selfies of the girls seating beneath us. Theater style seating makes it way too easy.

And thus we started our first night in London with a bang.

Author: Susanna

I'm Susanna, a 20-year-old Christian girl incorrigibly addicted spontaneous adventures. My first dream was to become a pioneer. Unfortunately, I was born a couple centuries late, so I've decided to read, cook, run, and travel the world until my time machine is finished. You'll mostly likely find me getting into trouble and/or eating licorice. I am currently blogging the misadventures of a middle-school teacher in training. Come join me on my quest to become the next Ms. Frizzle!

3 thoughts on “Trip Update: Lost in London”

  1. Wow Susanna! I am so impressed with this blog. I already feel like I’ve been to Europe through ur blog! I enjoy reading about your adventures so much is my story time at the training. And you know how much I like my story time,lol. I even read it to my roommate: ) any who!!! I miss u so much, and hope to see u soon!

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