This is not the worse place I've stayed but it's not the best. The staff is friendly but the hotel is old and kind of crappy. My room is tiny, but at least I don't have to share it with anyone and my view isn't horrible. I get to see the BT Tower every morning like I did when I first came to London those 12 long years ago. It was a different time and a very different me.
Well, I bit the bullet and I took a cab from Chelsea because the thought of coming on the tube and changing lines made me want to die. So I taxied over and went to Sainsbury's for some yogurt to eat what's left of my blueberries from M&S. As I walked down the high street, I saw that there happens to be a Catholic Church with a service at 10 am! Perfect. I owe God mass because I have so much to be thankful for.
I wanted to soak up the gorgeous sun so ate ate my yogurt outside on the patio. The lobby is nice but I'm in London, I don't want to be stuck indoors when all of London awaits.
Originally, I had no plans of going to mass because I did not think I had enough time to do it. However when I walked down Queensway, Our Lady Queen of Heaven popped up. It only had only mass and I was early enough to attend it. I figured it was God sending me a message and I better heed it.
The Church was really unique because the inside is circular and had three levels of seating. I wished I could have sat in the upper level, but no one could seem to get to it, which made the first floor packed.
The last time I was in London for our flat reunion in 2008, I fell in love with Caffe Nero. This place has some of the best coffee I have had in London. I think it is as good as the espresso I had in Italy! I was dying for a espresso from here!
I ended up on Tottenham Court Road because Savannah thought she missed the shuttle from Heathrow. She ended up in a taxi with a girl on a different study abroad program from Texas A & M whose hotel was in the Bloomsbury area. I felt bad for her and I offered to help her get there on the tube. It was more of a pain in the ass than I thought it would be because Tottenham Court Road was closed from the Central Line. Once we got her to the hotel, I promised Tiara and Mari that I would take them to Nero. I swore there was one Tottenham Court Road, but the problem was I went the wrong way. So we got lost at first and at second then at third. But we did find it eventually! And boy was it worth it.
Tonight marks the night that we are all together for this London trip. Everyone seems nice and pretty upbeat. Hopefully we can sustain this momentum for the trip. Since we are a large group we ordered pizza by the meter. We ordered three pizzas a seafood pizza called Del Golfo (.5 meters), a pancetta, sausage, mushroom, olive and chili pizza called a Zingara (1 meter), and a caprese pizza (1 meter). The waiter told us that we could not fit all three on the table so we had to have each pizza come in stages. It was really funny because I don't think we could comprehend exactly how much pizza were were eating, when they came we finally saw what the waiter meant. It was damn good pizza though.