I landed and took the train from Heathrow to Paddington Station. I'm a smart girl, I knew I wasn't going to be able to figure which train to take by myself so I asked the gentleman at the information desk how to get to the temple address. What I didn't take into consideration was the language barrier... I know... England, English right? I know we were both speaking English, but we were not communicating! Finally I just handed him the address and he wrote down what train I needed to take and what time it left and from what platform. Wonderfully nice guy!
By the time I was on my way it was at least an hour after I was supposed to meet Jess. With every mile the train went outside of London, my worry increased. Would I be able to find Jess?
Someone loves us! After waiting for a long while at the Temple (which isn't terribly close to the train station) Jess had decided to head back to the station and wait there. I spotted her as the train pulled into the station. Oh happiness!
I never made it to the London Temple, but Jess did.
We went back to London to the flat we were staying the night, dropped off our stuff and wandered the town.
we found all the things you see in the 'typical' British movies amusing and therefore picture worthy.
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