March 24

Woo! My first solitary tube experience today. Head off to Victoria Station for some bookshopping (the one I find ends up having a 'porn' focus when all I want is a good novel), a visit to the tourist information centre (only to find their brochures are unhelpfully BEHIND the glassed off counter) and a 3 hour meeting to learn about setting up a bank account and all those other fun admin type things. Manage to get lost (hell, these days I'd be surprised if I didn't) but then I find myself completely in the opposite direction from where I'm supposed to be.

Then off to visit the netcafe again to type up this wonderful literary masterpiece which you are now reading. Why exactly they call these places cafes when there is no tea or coffee is still one I'm pondering. On the way home I get accosted by ssome strange lady who appears to be abusing me in a foriegn language simply for opening my front door. Yay, my first London freak!