Thank You For Speaking English

Dear London,
Thank you so much for giving me directions in English, smiling at me on the tube, and not giving me ham to eat for every meal.
My first trip to London was the perfect way to start my travels. I had my first hostel experience, and while I did not touch the showers there, I enjoyed all the people we stayed with and the pub below us. I went to London with my friends Jillian, Amanda, and Jordan. We stayed in a nine person room, which meant bunk beds with three mattresses. I was assigned to the bottom bed or as I called  it the coffin bed. I quickly asked to be switched and instead a 6 ft 40 year  old spanish man slept there. You snooze ya loose. We also met our friend Paul Tall ( no joke, and no he wasn't that tall) He was from Prague and we brought him with us on all the tours. We went on a very cold walking tour and saw Trafalgar square, Westminster Abby, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, and every other typical London landmark.  Met some fun Israelis who invited us all to Israel. We ended the tour with some nice fish and chips and a cider. I enjoyed the cider, but I can live without having fish and chips again. My favorite stop was Harrods. For my friend Jordan he died in the mens clothing department, but for me it was the chocolate room.  They even had samples! I could have spent all day drooling at the food, but we had a tight schedule. As I froze my behind off, i put on every article of clothing I had brought and went on a Pub Crawl in Camden. The men there def know how to drink.  The girls were dressed in high heels and adorable outfits. I was so layered i couldn't move enough to dance, so we didn't stay too long. Then Sunday morning we quickly ran to the Tate modern museum then  hopped in an adorable cab and headed back to Barcelona. It turned out to be a  wonderful weekend filled with fun accents, descent food, and lots of new foreign friends, (but not so much showering). Besos
Mica