My last day in London was quite a whirlwind, but so wonderful. I got to the PMC early and printed and turned in my paper. After class, I ran to the post office and shipped my books home. (Word of advice- NEVER ship internationally.) Then I rushed to the Globe.
I was a groundling for Troilus and Cresida again, so I decided to give up lunch and wait for a good spot. I endedup being right behind the first row of people, so it was TOTALLY worth it. It was also TOTALLY worth it to see Troilus and Cresida again. It was so briliant.
By the time I got out I was starving, but decided to go on ahead with my plan for the rest of the day. I walked from the Globe to Fleet St. just to see it. Then on down to 10 Downing St. which was so guarded that you couldn't really get very close. Finally I made my way up to Picadilly Circus. On the way to Picadilly Circus, I got my favorite sandwich, a chicken and bacon, from Tesco and some chocolate, and ate it St. James Park.
I got back around 7pm and was so exhausted that I ended up napping until 10pm even though I hadn't packed yet. I finally got up and packed. Then, instead of sleeping, I went to go meet everyone at The Roxy one last time. I didn't get there until about 1am, and there was a huge queue. I ended up waiting with this British guy and girl, which I swear helped me get in faster. I finally made it in and, despite all the creepers (especially the one Emma didn't drive away), we stayed until it closed at 3am. By the time I got home and had double checked my flight etc, I only got 30 min of sleep before I had to take my shower.
I got the first train out of Russell Square to Heathrow and got through security in a flash. I slept through most of the flight, and after three trains, made it to Providence.
Though it was a little foolish to go out just before I had to leave, it was definitely worth it. It'll probably be my last time in any club, much less a London club!
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