Day one (a bit heavy on the details)

So, the first day in London… after disembarking at 6:45am we were quickly gathered and told to wait for the coach to arrive. Some 35 minutes later we on the bus to the rooms. The drive in to the city was intriguing. I always find great interest in the differences in architecture and planning of foreign places, even the road signs are interesting for the first few days. And, of course, the cars are always cool in other countries; saw two RS4 avants on the way in (love it!). So, after dropping the bags at the apartment at 8 we quickly headed out of the apartment to find some eats. Zefren was having a craving for curry and ended up dragging us all over the local area, which by the way is the Westminster borough. No luck. We ended up settling for some random breakfast shop (mmm, sausage and egg sandwich) after deciding to turn back for times sake. We got back to the apartments just in time (noon) for the trip to the Anglo American center. Our helpful but somewhat uptight complex manager, Craig, gave us rail passes and assured our safe arrival at the center. Once there we were subjected to the most horrendous lectures ever. Everyone fell asleep at some point during the 3 hours of lectures and not a shred of useful information came of them. Quickly after we were whisked off to a tour of the local area. I cannot think of a single thing that I would rather not have done at that point in time then being dragged around Camden to no end on less than 3 hours of sleep more than a day prior. We were finally allowed to return to the apartments and the three groups went in their respective locations. Amazingly, that was not the end of the day. After a 15-minute nap a small group of ten people or so ended up in a bar a considerable distance from our place, probably a 20-30 minute walk from the apartment. We had decided that the first day in London had to be memorable despite our extreme sleep deprivation we managed a decent night out. I had the best sleep that night.