I’m damn exhausted and they won’t let me check in until 2pm. I did almost doze off on a park bench but a cloud came over and gave me a chill and so I up and left. I’ve been aimlessly wandering the London streets for some hours, passing time, staying awake, seeking out sunny park benches. I left Orlando at 6pm yesterday, the plane ride was smooth (I was awake for the whole thing), the night only lasted 4 hours (traveling eastward at 600+ mph) and arrived to London-Gatwick at 7am. Immigration took forEVER and then I waited at baggage claim for quite some time until my red backpack never showed up. Come to find out it was actually on a plane to Manchester, and will arrive nobody knows when.
