Around late October last year two of my closest friends and I decided to go on a day trip to London as an extended celebration for my birthday that was earlier in the month. We went during half term on a Monday, got up super early and drove to the airport. This was probably the most relaxed and most scary travel journey I’ve experienced as it was my first real time going away with friends and without any responsible adults along with us! I’ve only ever gone to the UK on my own once to stay with my sister for a week, which was awesome. Anyway, we got to London early and decided to take the tubes as it was the cheapest mode of transport. I soon became a pro at knowing which line to follow and which stops we would have to get off at. When we arrived in Oxford Street we went shopping as well as admiring the architecture and bright reds everywhere around us. Throughout the day we went in and out of shops and surprisingly didn’t really get much as there weren’t too many items my friends and I were loving at the time.
Late afternoon and tired of shopping without success we decided to get on the tube and find some food. We were so hungry and tired at this point so choosing a restaurant was quick and simple, the first one we saw. We ended up going to the Spaghetti House, I had been before with my sister and it was amazing. We sat down and ordered straight away and again the pizza, pepperoni naturally, was phenomenal. I often dream about eating that pizza and would go back to London just to have that pizza again it was that good! Plus it did help that we were already hungry and tired! After our early dinner we found ourselves a little short for time and so decided just to head straight back to the airport to catch our flight! Somehow in the mix of rush hour and paths of the tubes being closed and changed we lost one of our friends. This was the worst thing that could have happened and I was so worried that we had lost her and she would remain in London forever, dramatic I know. As we were running late and our friend had walked away and disappeared without warning we had to get on the tube on the way to the airport. I called and called and called her with no answer, we waited around but obviously couldn’t miss our flight so had to keep moving forward. When we arrived at the airport with still no sign of our friend we requested to the flight attendant to wait for her as she was running late. Finally, the two of us made it safely through departures and were waiting around for our flight when our names were called out saying we were about to miss it! The two of us looked at one another in sheer panic, it really did feel like a movie, and we sprinted down to our gate and got on the flight just in time. I was still so panicked about my friend that had left us and it turned out she had already made it on the flight before us. A stressful half an hour but something I have really learnt from, never walk off while in London. In all it was a really great trip and experience that I certainly won’t forget in a hurry.