To the best of my knowledge, I left off after meeting two Australians over a mutual gripe about 'Boris', the cacophonous, Eastern European babagenoush. This led to our moving hostels, from St Pancras to London Central. Somewhere I didn't realise at the I was about to get to know reasonably well. The move led to the reception girl placing us together for more or less the whole of their stay (them having actual plans of movement, adventure and exploration and me having very little idea of what was going on at all). Then we got practical, we left to meet a friend they were travelling with who was staying at another hostel because of an administration error but who ended up crashing on the double bed (only one in the entire hostel) for most our time
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