The one that is super delayed.
Three and a half months late, that's apparently how I do it. So. I said my goodbyes to Alice (which was terrible, as it always is) and then, not feeling super well, got on a train to Durham. I was planning on touring the castle and everything, but after arriving, feeling like crap, and then getting super lost walking to my hotel (because the train station didn't have any taxis), I was so tired and grumpy that I climbed into my king size bed, ordered room service, and slept. The next morning, I got up and headed to London. When I arrived at Kings Cross, I had Lucy waiting for me! We couldn't get into our flat yet, so we decided to go grab some food (at Nando's, obviously) before making our way to South Kensington. Upon arriving in South Kensington, we got into our Flat. We knew it was going to be small, but holy hell. It was tiny. The bathroom was ridiculous. The windows faced an alley, which was fine, but we got no airflow. It was so hot in that flat we kind of want...