Chap 1: Emirates Jet lag & Soho
So we left for London at 145 in the morning. Weird huh, these England flights. Anyway, found this weird thingy at KLIA. Looked unusual, so I snapped it up.
We had a connection flight at Dubai airport. That means that we stopped at Dubai before heading for England. Stuck at Dubai for hours, we did a lot of shopping la. Now remember those touching scenes on Amazing Race where the racers go to poorer countries and they see skinny orphans and people sleeping all over the road? Well there were LOTS of people sleeping everywhere in the airports with their luggage and their blankets. On the floor, the sidewalks, the chairs, even UNDER the chairs. I forgot to take a pic of that, it was so... Saddening.
Right, here let me explain a little bit about jet lag. Firstly, London is 8 hours behind Malaysia. That means if it's 8 in the morning in Malaysia, it's 12 midnight at London. Given our body's biological clock that's suited to Malaysian time, we(at least I) feel sleepy at 12 o clock and I am totally energetic at 9 in the morning(I'm a morning person). So in London, I was sleepy already at 4 in the evening and I am wide awake at 1 in the morning. Sucks huh.
So we arrived at London about 2 in the evening. Yes, 2 o'clock is evening already, as it is winter in London and the sun sets earlier. By the time we got to our rooms and were ready to go sightseeing, it was dark already!!!! But it's still 4 p.m. Sucks right. Anyway we headed for Soho which was actually where Chinatown is (where dad claims has the best lobster)

Nice right. That's where all the theatre tickets are sold half price near showtime. The street's called Picadilly Circus, and it's flanked by the Leicester Square and Picadilly Underground station.
We walked all the way from Marble Arch(which where our hotel was) to West End, Soho. Sounds easy when you hear it from me, but it's a 50 BLOODY MINUTE WALK in 5 degrees temperature. Talk about taking a walk in your supermarket freezer. The wind was blowing hard, and I was still feeling chilly with 3 layers of clothes, a beanie and gloves. Never mind the weather, just imagine Genting at 6 in the morning, I told myself. I took out my faithful map, and started looking for little green signs on the floor(coz that's what you look for in Malaysia when you're lost mah) Well if that's what you do in London, you'll be hopelessly lost.
When you look around the floor at first, you don't see any New Burlington Street.
OH look there it is!!! on the freaking walls!! Some are so high you have to strain your neck just to read the name. That's how old Londond is.
Here's a useful thing about London. The roads actually tell you which way traffic is flowing, so that you don't have to waste time looking two ways and looking like an idiot looking at everyone else that's looking the other way. So it's "When you're at a junction, look DOWN, do what it ways, and if it says look both ways then cross"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Did you know that people in London give out newspapers for FREE!?!?!?! Now if you were truly truly Malaysian, you'd grab one straight away, maybe even two for your frens and family and whatnot. Didn't bother anyway. Halfway to Soho this black guy in a wheelchair turns and asks me whether I would push him to the next corner. And of course, I helped him la haha. I'm not that sad. He kinda looked like Morgan Freeman anyway. Felt good after doing that (it wasn't a ong push, I didn't get mobbed or anything) it's like when you're in Chinese primary school teacher always tells you to help old and disabled people time and time and time again across the road, you see it all over TV ads, but in the end you find out that Malaysian old folks are too stubborn to be helped and they just wanna be left alone. But after helping that old handicapped black guy, it makes you feel good inside. Never gonna help him again though. Mom and dad and Ter were laughing at me for being so blur. It's not like you can say no right. I've never helped ppl like that before. Haha.
Later that night, I realised that Soho actually didn't really have the best noodles in the world, and my dad overexaggerated it. But it was still a very enjoyable, yet tiring walk(another hour again) alllllll the way back to Marble Arch hotel. The minute I reached my room I collapsed almost immediately. Didn't even bother to change. Disgusting ain't I. Slept with my jacket too, just in case I froze in the middle of the night.
Right, more pics coming up soon. I've got 200+ and 2 videos altogether, so I'm gonna fill my time this holidays. See you guys next post.




































