Sui Generis

This marks the last day of our tour, officially. This would also be the last time we'll ever see Howard or Peter, or all the others on tour with us. I was feeling rather reluctant to leave Europe, but we've all got to come back to reality when we're done frolicking. We changed buses at the other hotel. Peter and Howard would be taking the guests to the airport in Paris, while the other coach would take us to Calais and then back to London. Breakfast was super early at 6.30am but we had gotten so accustomed to waking up at 5.30am for the past 11 days that we had no problem waking up for an early breakfast. After breakfast, we went down to the lobby with a heavy heart. We were already bidding each other farewell and exchanging contacts while Howard and Peter dealt with our luggage. It would be the last time they wheeled and carried our bags around. That kinda has a depressing ring to it, don't you think? Everyone who would be leaving Europe boarded the coach one last...

So it feels as though Summer has officially began in the UK. It's blazing hot, with recorded temperatures of 33 deg Cel this afternoon. It feels like home, but the only difference is that home has air-conditioning and at least ceiling fans in the house. Here, there's none of either and my room feels like an oven. Rooms in the attic are known to be the coldest in winter and hottest in summer - and I am experiencing the full force of the latter.  How do people survive here?! It's annoying because the body feels like it's being covered in some form of heat film that you can never get rid of except with taking a cold shower, then you rinse and repeat. Similarly, your insides also feel like it's perpetually parched, but I guess that gives you a reason to chug more water (especially for me because I hardly drink 8 glasses a day). Also, no internet!! *sad face* I've been spending time playing Sims 3 for the past 2 days and I finally ditched my room to hangout ...