London Trip - Day four

I don't get it. I just don't get it.
Am I dreaming? It feels like I am wandering around in some kind of nightmare. I feel lost in this city. I went for a walk on sunday, and didn't end up anywhere. The blocks seemed to be unending. I only saw homes, homes, homes. No Big Ben, no London Eye, no bridges, no river, nothing but houses.
And then yesterday. What in hell happened yesterday? I wanted to know where I had to go to for my internship. In an e-mail I got from the Food Bank, it said that I had to be at Agar St. at 8:30 PM.
So I went by underground, to the centre of London. I made sure that I got out the metro station closest to Agar St. so I had less chance of getting lost.
I found Agar St. Finally. But there was no building or anything saying London Street Food Bank. Nothing at all. After having walked in that block four times, I gave up hope. No London Street Food Bank. And so I went back to the hostel, to find out if it indeed was there. Couldn't find it. But the mail said Agar St, so no doubt it had to be there.
I went back to the place at 8:15 PM, and there were homeless. Lots of them. All waiting for something. And at around 8:35 PM, all the homeless people walked towards one place. I stood up to look where they went. There was some kind of car opened, and the homeless walked away with a carton with rice.
The e-mail I got from the Food Bank on monday told me I had to talk to the distribution guys Zac and Glen. I expected the people around the car, giving food to the homeless, to be Zac and Glen, so I qued up and whenever it was my turn, I asked for Zac or Glen. The distributors however, did not know any Zac or Glen, and neither did they know anything about a London Street Food Bank.
And I haven't found any Zac or Glen that evening..

Hateful city. No internship.
It's such a failure...

London Trip - Day three

I guess I've got a serious problem. I guess I have .

First of all, I am sure about the following: London is not my city. I don't really like the city. I get lost each time and even though I have several maps, I can't find the places where I want to go.

Secondly, I have to go to my internship tonight, but I just.. can't.. find it!

So that's why I decided to go back to the hostel, to find the exact place on the internet again.

London's making me think ironically. Maybe it's better to call it sarcasm. That's better.

Thank you tube for letting us know that 5 million British people deal with bladder problems.

For ugly English people who would like to buy a new face..?

Sorry, I can't help it..

Okay, so.. I think that I must not wait too long with going back to the block where the Food Bank is located somewhere. I maybe should just ask people in the area where the food bank is.

I'm getting nervous of it.

Tomorrow I'll let you know how my first day of the internship was.

London Trip - Day two

London.. Okay I don't really know what to think.
I've had several thoughts.
1. The people here seem to be rude
2. I lost the thought of London being rainy, cold and windy all the time.
3. People living in this city, using the tube regularily MUST become deaf in their future.
4. I always walk on the wrong side of the street.
5. English people always stand neatly on the right on an escalator, which I forget, so English tend to be irritated whenever I forget to do so.
6. Where's the ice-cream whenever you need it?
7. I forgot to bring an umbrella, a wall-socket converter, earplugs and a shaving knife.
8. What should I be doing all week?
9. I have not prepared myself well enough, because I don't know anything of this city and I already got lost 5 times the first day.
10. What an awesome hostel I'm staying in.
11. Why are they advertising on bladder problems in the Tube?

Crap. I cannot upload any pictures here, and my laptop is empty, which I can't charge, because I don't have such a converter...

Edit:

Sorry London, I've made you sound like a horrific place. It's not too bad after all. The thing is, you have to know where you are and where you want to go to. Wandering around in the city without knowing where you are or where you are going to is bad for your mood. And I have solved my 'problems', so now I can finally enjoy my weekend. My bag is now filled with razors, I can charge my laptop again with my brand new adapter, I know where to buy tasty ice cream and I know where to find a huge supermarket.

And since my laptop is alive again, I can show you where I spend my nights. It's really beautiful, the breakfast is nice and it's not even expensive!

Well, this is how my hostel looks like from the outside.

The corridors.

And the room where I sleep. It's a female dorm. I love the curtains. It gives a lot of privacy and gives a bit of a 'bedstee' feeling.

I found out that the block where the hostel is located, is much more fun than I thought. There was a store selling second hand clothing and antiques. 'Charity' it said. So there I've bought my first souvenir. It's a teapot for my collection.

London Trip - Day one

So, today is travelling day. My mum just brought me to Hoek van Holland, where I checked in on the Stena Hollandica to Harwich. I've just made myself comfortable on a hughe leather couch near a 'Barista Coffee House'.

I am stuck here on this Stena Hollandica until eight o'clock, so I considered a comfortable place as quite important. But hey, I am lucky. This spot has free internet, a pretty view, the sun shining through the glass and not too expensive coffee just 10 metres away from me. What else does a girl like me need? Maybe a toilet... But hey, I may not complain at all!

So... At eight o'clock I will arrive in England, and then I have to catch the train to London, to then find out how I will reach my hostel.

But I look forward to it. :)

Oh and they've got this new Ola Ice coffee on board, which is a good thing, because I'm feeling hungry all the time, even though I've just had lunch.. Since when have I got this super-metabolism?

Over the ocean

Tomorrow I will be on my way to London!

In order to graduate for my IB exam, I have to do an international internship.

After approximately two years of searching, mailing, asking and arranging, I finally managed to arrange something in the UK.

I'll be working at the foodbank for a week in the centre of London.

I'll keep you updated!