6. Strikhedonia (n.)
Origin: Greek
The pleasure of being able to say “to hell with it”

Off to another cracking start as I attempt to purchase an Oyster card with Euros. YOU'RE MONEY LOOKS THE SAME NOOBS!! When delirium hits, it hits hard.

Onto the train and on our way to Russell Square on the Piccadilly line, end of the line Cockfosters. All 3 of us straining to keep our eyes open but giggling at every station when the announcer reminds us that Cockfosters is its final destination. You can take the girls out of Australia....

Getting our second wind, once we were all checked in and freshly showered, we proceeded to find somewhere for dinner. In true Katrina style, I had to run back to the room but so did other Katrina. It must be a Katrina thang. So we left Natalie and Charmaine on the corner assuming we didn't need to tell them to wait there, kinda a given right???

Of course when we returned 2 mins later they were nowhere to be seen. We had discussed needing to get SIM cards and snacks so we checked the near by convenience store NOPE. Maybe they had already headed to the station NOPE. Every convenience store between the station and the hotel. NOPE.

Finally found them. They had gone to the park. Apparently for 2 seconds whilst watching the front door of the hotel. NOPE.

Pub grub seemed like a great option for our first meal in London Town. NOPE.
Sunday afternoon sporting games of anything you can imagine were being screened attracting colorful sports following fans. Plus it's the Rugby World Cup.

Italian it is!!!

Bottle of wine to toast our arrival and bellies full we sauntered home but not before stopping to get SNACKS 'wink'. Our first group joke for the journey. By yours truly of course. The first of many.

In bed by 7.30pm to be up at 6am. You can sleep when your dead!!