London Stories ♥

Lately I’ve been thinking non-stop about travelling..particularly to London. If you have read my previous posts you know that I have already been but it wasn’t exactly the best trip. Even though it was a very stressful time there were still good parts about the trip that I want to share with you guys. What I will do is now and then I will tell you about a certain thing or story I loved about my trip a long with some pictures. My first story is about when my mom and I first arrived to London. We had just met up with my sister who had been living in Leeds for school and we were on our way to our hotel. My sister who was used to London took us to the subway because it’s obviously cheaper than a taxi. I was exhausted from the trip and a little overwhelmed when suddenly we reached the escalator. Holy crap those things are huge in London. Ever since I was little I’ve hated escalators so I stood there totally shocked, refusing to go on it. My mom started yelling at me to get on the escalator and out of exhaustion and panic I started bawling. Here I was fresh of the plane standing at the top of the escalator crying as people walked by me staring. We ended up having to take a taxi to our hotel which was quite pricey. So the reason why I love this story so much is because at the moment it was stressful and humiliating and now when I think back it’s just hilarious. I still can’t believe I broke down crying in the middle of the subway especially since I hate showing that kind of emotion in public..well who doesn’t. It ends well though because by the end of the trip I did master those darn escalators. It was definitely an accomplishment. ♥

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