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14th April 2012

Went into London with a hangover from the night before. Met up with Vanesha and Pauline after having already drank probably too much. Went and met up with Louis, Ben, Chris, Charlie and Louis’ new girlfriend Claire. Drank too much.

Reflected on my journey home which included lots of jogging and running with the following:

“I was just in the shower when I remembered I drank Jager last night. My mind wandered with details. Remembering that Ben, Charlie and Chris all lived near me and wondering why we didn’t drink in Balham instead. Thinking about our group all sat around a table together laughing. Thinking of a variation of drink prices, and the distance we’d go for a burrito. Another splash of water made me wonder why only I had gone to get the bus, what with living about ten minutes away from Ben, Charlie and Chris.

I remember her saying that Chris was attempting to get on the tube. The tubes were closed so I knew THAT wasn’t going to happen. Still I didn’t consider that it might be more beneficial to travel home with my friends that I was with. I wandered to a bus stop outside London Bridge. The bus would take me part of the way and I would be able to change and go somewhere else. I remember the water being beautiful as the city lights generously shared their warmth on a chilly evening. I can also remember dancing to stay warm.

Forty-five minutes passed as I waited on the South Banks of London at this bus stop with a further twenty or so people. The same type of bus came but it wasn’t mine. It wasn’t anyone’s. I got fed up and went for a jog. It’s not terribly far from London Bridge to Waterloo, I told myself. It’s a dry night. It’s about 1.2 miles if you go direct. Which obviously I didn’t, as I followed the waterfront around.

I stopped off and took photos frequently. I wandered down certain streets, posed by a boat, gave directions to others who were lost, chased a pigeon and eventually got to Waterloo Bridge, where I got on a bus within seconds of arriving and was home in forty minutes. Somehow this whole process took two and a half hours from there to home.”

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