How not to start a Holiday
Four airports.
Twenty six hours of flying time.
Two days of travel.
Total time from arrival at destination to incur a major injury: 30 minutes.
I landed in London. With of help from Aaron, I managed to navigate the London underground, find my hostel, and check in. I had a much needed shower, and headed downstairs to get a meal and a drink.
At which point I promptly rolled my ankle, where it then swelled up to the size of a baseball. It’s now incredibly difficult to walk anywhere. I have three days in London, and at least the first one is a complete write off.
Damnit!
I would like to give to praise the staff at Palmers Lodge, who supplied me with ice, and located a set of crutches for me to use for a minimal deposit.
So sorry to hear your trip started that way. Sending you all my well wishes for a swift recovery so you still get to enjoy some of the trip! Tabs