London :
7 a.m. and I could not stay in bed any longer. its been a while since I really had a good night sleep, and the single bed room in Hollands Inn is no match to the one I lay on every day in Volgograd.

after taking some morning walk around the block and breathe in the misty English morning, I had the longest warm shower, and light breakfast before we head to Victoria station, to store our luggage there.

The famous london tube dont sprang up without maintenance, thats for sure. but the very habit of 'em Londoners to maintain it on weekend really take a toll on us. Several lines are closed, n we do have to ride the double-decker buss. its hardly inconvenience, while at the same time i savoured the london scenery during her weekend...people from all over the world are here, but i cant see harrassment, or even rudeness in its day-to-day life. i dream of Volgo being like this...

Later on we head to Westfield, the unchallenged-yet,largest-shopping-centre in whole Europe. sales everywhere, but selections are few, and size that fits me...even fewer. At the end of the day, Zack managed to grab for himself a Topman jeans, some shirts n stuffs, while all that i can got for myself is a pair of socks.

Its 1630 and we're boarding the Megabus for 6 hour trip to London. notes to self : having a WC on board isnt a blessing as it smells! poor us that we have to wait for 4 hours before the bus clears up and we manage to shift to the front seat.

arriving in NCL later at midnight, we waited for Khalid and Yah to arrive for about an hour later. the NCL night is cold and eerie, but the few beggars who asked us for money politely do manage to cheer me up.

Yah's house is B.I.G!! in every sense that a russian student can imagine. imagine that her room alone is the size of my apartment in Volgo.

its 3 am and i really need to get some sleep before painting Newcastle red tomorrow!!