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Doesn’t have to be Louis V up on Bond Street: A London Post Pt 4
[disclaimer: as I was traveling alone and am a woman, I chose to post this after I returned from England] You know that scene in Avengers: Infinity War (spoiler alert, but if you haven’t seen it yet, idk what you’re doing?) when Thanos gets all the infinity stones, snaps his fingers, and a bunch of people get dusted? And how one of those people is cute ol’ Peter Parker, and when he’s about to disintegrate, he goes “Mr. Stark, I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go” and he’s on the verge of tears? Yes, that’s how I feel knowing I’m about to leave London. My knees, however, are very…
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Cheerio, mate: I’m in London!
[disclaimer: as I was traveling alone and am a woman, I chose to post this after I returned from England] So if you’ve seen my Instagram stories post-brief-hiatus (or you know me in real life), you’ll know that I’m currently writing this to you from a hotel room in London, England. Even more fun is that I keep forgetting to buy plug adapters, so I’m writing part of this from the floor right outside my bathroom, since that outlet—for whatever mysterious reason—fits US plugs. Sounds like a tomorrow problem when my brain is a bit more screwed on. I’ll start by saying that there are a lot of restrictions in…