I took a comfy direct flight from Boston to London on Friday morning and got in by Friday night. I slept a lot on the airplane and felt great getting into London so easily. Still, by the time I got to my humble, college-dorm style room I was pretty tired, so I got some awful lamb kebab from the fried chicken/falafel/awful kebab store next door, stopped by an anti-eviction rally/party/dance rave across the street and went to sleep on a not so fun stomach. Or not. I ended up sleeping, optimistically, about 1.5 hours my first night due to terrible jet lag (and terrible dinner). All that time lying in bed gave me a lot of time to plan a big first day on the city. I knew it was going to be a beautiful day and I knew that the more I walked around, the more sun I got etc. the better chance I had of getting over my jetlag. So at 8:30 AM, off I went.
Here's the neighborhood around my dorm, it's not the best area, but it's pretty fun area, youngish and hip.
(Not the best area in London still has some damn fine buildings)
A Greek restaurant across the street from my dorm. I can't tell if I should go here every day, or just avoid it altogether.
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There's a circus college right next door, I hope they're in session?
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