Last Days of London

     Today has been a lazy day. I also just lost my entire blog due to a break in the internet connection so I'm now retyping a shorter, condensed version of the previous.

Clownfish

     I left Fran's yesterday to go to a new host up in Enfield. It was a sad departure. She was such a wonderful host with an amazing daughter. Good times were had between the other couchsurfers and her family. I can't thank them enough for their hospitality. Especially hot chocolate in bed =]

     I'm now in the Enfield area. I ate at a wonderful African restaurant last night and stuffed myself with delicious food. It's like a sub-cultured experience. A different culture inside an already new one.

Meerkats on watch

     I was able to contact my family last night. My aunt passed away a few days ago and they had a memorial get together, similar to a visitation I suppose. I was able to speak with some relatives I haven't gotten to see in quite some time which was nice. As much as being away from home has been hard on me, I've realize new things about myself and how to cope with being alone.

     It's 5pm and I've spent my day writing essays and applying for scholarships for my internship applications and for school. I know, I should be out traveling, but since my travelcard expired and I've been being going nonstop for this last week, I thought to take a few days off to do some much needed work.

Atlas Moth

     Thursday consisted of the London Zoo with Martin, the German. I was more impressed by the history and the statistics of the zoo instead of the actual zoo itself. I was mainly disappointed in the lack of carnivores. I think this may be because i'm biast because of my experience working in the Houston Zoo.

     Anyways, many of the areas were interactive which I know was a huge selling point for the zoo. We were able to go in with some of the primates and the two aviaries were neat (I'm not a huge fan of birds). The butterfly house was amazing because

Relaxing in Hyde Park

I got to see an Atlas moth, something I've wanted to see for quite some time. I spent some time in the aquarium watching a little prawn shovel gravel out of his tunnel. He would take an armful (clawful?) of the gravel and haul it out onto a pile of previously excavated gravel. After he unloaded it, it would roll back down the pile and into his tunnel. I'm sure he has been shoveling the same gravel out of the tunnel for quite some time even though I was only watching for 5 minutes. I felt pity, yet an awkward resemblance to this little crustacean as my own life has been going around in circles lately.

     After the zoo we got on random buses and ended up on Baker Street, the famous residence of Sherlock Holmes. As a Holmes fan, it was awesome to get to see the proposed residence of this character. After walking what felt like a million miles, we relaxed in Hyde Park under a tree before getting lost again on our way back.