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The length of daytime was the biggest shock on this adventure. The cold and the darkness seemed to tell me that I should wrap up my day by 7, head home by 8 and warm myself but with Catharine who is no stranger to this weather, the day begins and ends as always – only when all is done, regardless of the cold or the mood it propels one into.
So while my friends woke up early every morning, I struggled to get out of bed. I could possibly be more tired than them but then again, even the puny winters back home make it difficult to be organized and here were the locals, so perfectly organized – the Tube full of people at seven in the morning just like in summer.
I woke up late on the fourth day of my travel and found that Catharine was ready to leave home, she had some things to do, being a traveler meant I didn’t have to do anything by routine but I did feel embarrassed about sleeping so long.
After getting out of bed, I peeped out of the window to see this beautiful sight which filled my heart with joy.
It eased my worry of home, and relaxed my travel stress. I felt deep gratitude for my hosts, my friends in whose house I was staying. These really nice people who cared for me and made me so confortable. I felt ready for a good day of solo wandering to special places. Before leaving the house, Catharine spent at least 30 minutes explaining how to get to where I was hoping to go.
By now, I was feeling confident about taking public transport and felt ready to seize the day.