#would’ve been better she didn’t say hbd and i could be sad about it and never expect much from her anymore

[inquirics]

might be either totally absent today or desperately online trying to distract myself ! an awful start of the day for me lmao

[wanderlustlondon]

23 July

hbd one direction

my last full day in london. and one direction’s seventh birthday. what a good combo for some emotions. it took me forever to get out of bed in the morning bc it was 18 degrees C in my room and there were so many pillows and blankets and it was just so COZY. but then i got up and took a nice warm shower and there was even a place to shave my legs so i did that properly for the first time in ages.

i took a bus to waterloo for the one last south bank hurrah an just to admire the scenery one last time. also to finally get on the london eye. the queue for the eye wasn’t even that long, and it was a sunday afternoon! it was worse when sara went on a friday at 11!! the night part about being a party of 1 is you can squeeze on things a lot faster. the bad thing is you’re awkwardly there with big groups, and today of the 17 of us in that particular capsule, i think there were 3 big groups and none of them spoke english and 9 of them were under the age of 10, probably 7 of them under age 5. it was loud and stressful but i really did enjoy the view of the city. it was a good way to say goodbye. i decided to check out the souvenir store in waterloo for my last few gifts and sure enough there were some great things in there and i finally got everyone taken care of. 

i took the bakerloo line for the very last time to oxford circus. i so bad wanted to go to elephant and castle but i just couldn’t do it, that’s not home anymore. i wen tin more store than i can even count just looking for a good surprise gift for casi/ some free wifi. i tried going to nandos for lunch (lol @3 pm) but when I got there the sign on the door said “closed for remodel 17 July - 24 July” literally just this weekend. so i kept going. finally at long last i found my dearest darlingest primark  where i first went up to the cafe to use some wifi and figure out what the hell my life was about at that point. Again shopping in there took me ages longer than I initially intended but whatever guess i can’t change it. i got the exchanges figured out easily and bought a few little extra things as well as another suitcase for all my shit lol whoops. it’s actually pretty cute the more i look at it. it’s very vintage. i stopped at a souvenir shop for a luggage tag on my way out and negotiated to give me the underground luggage tag for half price, i think it might have been i’m american tbh. he told me next time i come in i have to bring him something from chicago and i’m like lol ok cree. but whatever it was cheap!! i decided the surprise i wanted for cash was a lulu headband, so i trekked over to covent gardens for it. found it super quick and easy peasy and felt a bit sad being there without my friends again. but it was also cold and rainy and fitting for the mood. 

finally at 6 pm I GOT MY DAMN NANDOS. and it was just as good as i wanted.d i went for medium heat which the first time i got low mild so i’m getting a lot better man. on the way back to the hotel somewhere i lost my credit card so i called mom crying but she literally was so chill like oh alluring ti just canceled it you’re good to go. god bless angie. i spent a long time at the new hotel reorganizing my luggage into fewer bags for the tube and this new suitcase is honestly going to be a lifesaver. i got so much shit in there it’s crazy. the walk was still exhausting because luggage is heavy and some guys were even catcalling me and saying something about getting my workout in an edit was absolutely disgusting. but it was also the first time i was catcalled by myself and it was some british boys so honestly it could be worse. it helped not having my weekender bag on top of my red suitcase like i did on the way over, but it still kept tipping over. at least i didn’t have to go up any stairs to get to the platforms i needed. the tube ride was long as fuck but some poor girl lost her purse with her passport (where she’s on a visa) in it and i felt a little better about just losing my credit card.

the airport made me confused af on where to go. the elevator was automatic and things weren’t marked well and my bus was late and it was a lot of stress all at once. then i found out the bus was £4.20 and it was CASH ONLY!! HA!!! I HAD £2.05 TO MY NAME AT THIS POINT!!!! thank god an old lady behind me gave me enough to get on, probably because i said very clearly IT’S CASH ONLY??I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH CASH FOR THIS?? in a very panic-y voice with my american accent. i might have caused a small scene but seriously thank god she helped me out idk what i would’ve done. £4.20 FOR TWO STOPS!!! and then there was a line of 7 people deep to check in!!! AND AFTER ALL THAT IM AT THE WRONG HOTEL!!!! after googling it multiple times and it still coming up as this one i ended up at a hotel half a mile down the road. at this point’s almost 10 and I’m sobbing in the lobby and luckily the guy at the front desk says this happens a lot and called me a cab to take me to the new hotel. the driver was super nice and friendly and didn’t make me feel bad for being at the wrong hotel. when i got to the new hotel i was actually checking in the same time as michelle bc they also went to the wrong place. the room wasn’t as nice as the last one but I didn’t care anymore, it was late and iw as exhausted. i started unpacking but decided i would just wake up early and repack everything because i was not having it anymore. i watched my first british tv and turned on some gameshows until i fell alseep. for my last time in london. 

also would like to note i only listened to one direction all day in honor of them.