March 23, 2013

• The First Leg

  The beginning of my trip was to be going down to see my Uncle in Cambridge area, and staying with him for a couple weeks while we sort out an IT job in London over the weekend.

  To get us down the 500 miles between home and there my Uncle came up and picked up me and my dad as mostly willing assistants.

  The trip down was surprisingly easy and nice I barely even noticed it to be honest and we were there in the sort of ‘village’ he lives in near Cambridge. South of the border between Scotland and England always feels a little too flat for a Highlander such as myself and the Fens is even worse :O

  But it was nice to see everyone and we settled in quite nicely. England currently is quite on the cold side, actually getting worse weather than up north which is very strange, so it was brisk but nice

  The job was over the weekend and was a PA test, which basically means take all electrical items out of the wall, test em and plug them back in. Not so hard but time consuming when you consider office desks and the over 100+ items in the office -_-

  But working together (not often an easy thing ) we managed to get it done in just one day

  Annoyingly I had made plans to meet up with some people in London expecting to be there over at least two days, but our full one day blitz meant I had to return to the big city via train the following day on Sunday.

  We actually had to ask the people at the train station how to use the ticket machine lol no such new fangled things where I come from

  But if I thought the small village train station was bad I had no idea what I was in for with London. Originally I’d hoped to meet up with some website clients to discuss work but as it turned out they were busy so I ended up meeting with someone I’d met online, making it the very first online friend meet up

  Sadly she was not a Xangan, but it was still cool and quite strange.

  She directed me to go via tube to a certain station which opened onto Oxford Street, there I waited her arrival and was already feeling a bit over loaded by the throngs of people and the tube journey which was only my second ever :S

  Thankfully she was a resident of London and definitely a city girl and with her help once she arrived, I mostly survived my trip to the capital

  I got my mind blown by Selfridges, marvelled at the sheer quantity of different accents and peoples from all over the world that can be seen there, and we even got to go to the Saatchi Gallery

  She was an art student and her appreciation of the works of art was very interesting to see. I then made the mistake of ordering food in the expensive part of town O.O holy cow I’d not be able to live for more than a week on those prices, if that.

  Then it was home time, and I was surprised at just how exhausted a few hours in all that movement and noise had made me.

  It is a beautiful city and quite fascinating but not for me I don’t think.

  My return to London was the following Wednesday when I caught the bus to Manchester to go visit another Uncle, most of the shots below were taken during my wait for the bus but some are from the Sunday trip.

  

  In The Saatchi. Thats a pool of oil

  

  Outside the Train/Tube Station, one of its exits anyway.

  

  Several Sides of Battersey Power Station, I had to walk all the way around it…well didn’t have to but I did

  

  

  Random nice bits of my morning jaunt around Battersey waiting for the coach to Manchester.

  

  

  

   

   

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