Back to London

First Day
I had written a few notes last time when I was in London but was so lazy to put them on my weblog. Entering London wasn’t a pleasant one this time. I had a quarrel with the immigration officer who was asking stupid questions and was just a pain in the ass. I got pretty pissed off. That wasn’t a good beginning, but the rest is going well.I arrive at Gatwick airport and took the rain to London Bridge. I was running late, so I called Jim, the guy at the hotel to let him know I’ll arrive a bit later that what he was expecting.
I don’t know how it is when one has a UK number but I rarely have proper signal on my mobile when I am in London. In the subway, however there is no signal at all. So it makes it very difficult to call people, especially when one is as mobile addict as I am!
However after standing in a cue for half an hour, I toped up my Oyster card at the London Bridge station and took the subway to Manor House via King’s Cross and then a bus to the Amhurst Hotel. I have book a single room, but Jim said that he didn’t have a single room and gave me a twin room with bathroom for the price of the single. It happened that the room is the very same one where I stayed last time. This hotel has the lowest price in London to my knowledge and ain’t that bad.

Discovery: on the way I saw a girl reading a book, titled The Ex-Boyfriend’s Handbook. I don’t know what the book is about, but I liked the title.

Tip: never go to London without a walkman and a headphone. I have never been in a noisier place than London. It is so damned noisy that I find myself shouting when I talk to people and am surprised how they are use to the noise and just talk in normal tone. (Actually I can’t remember how noisy Tehran was, it most be as noisy as London if not worse!)

After my arrival to the hotel I went to the local supermarket and bought some food. It is much cheaper this way especially when my room has a refrigerator, a microwave and an electric water-boiler. I think I’ll be both economically and hygienically better off eating here.Second day
I slept a lot last night. Went to bed last night at 10:30 and woke up at 10 a.m. this morning. I think I deserved it now that I am away from all the stresses in Denmark. I also have a flue that I need to get it off of my system and sleeping will help.
However I feel good being here. Jens Burau called me last night, worried what is happening to me and why I was so “fucked up.” I said I was alright. Actually I feel pretty good in here. I feel much better sitting all alone in my cheap hotel room than being in a party Copenhagen.
I did lots of things in the morning which were mostly related to Denmark: writing tons of e-mails and phone calls and stuff. I also registered the domain www.hid.tv eventually. It has been ages that I wanted to do that, but it was too expensive. I just said today, “fuck it; I’ll buy it!”

In the afternoon I left the hotel, took the bus to the Manor House. I am glad that I bought my ECCO boots before coming to London. They are a bit too warm for here but very comfortable for walking. I walked a lot today. From The Manor House St. I walked through Seven Sisters Road to the Finsbury Park Tube and then went through Blackstock Road and Gillespie Road to the Arsenal Station. I took the tube to King’s cross and the walked again through Pentonville Road and king’s Cross Road which bring you straight to Farringdon Road. From there I turned into Clerkenwell Road and then walked trough Aldersgate Street into Barbican Center where I had a ticket waiting for me to a German performance by Schaubühne am Lehniner Platz, called Blasted. It was pretty German! That all I can say about it now. I wanna sleep!

P.S. I bought The Complete Dramatic Works of Samuel Beckett at Barbican bookstore. I am happy about it because my sister couldn't find my Waiting for Godot in my library in Tehran when I asked her to send it to me. Now I've got it and a lot more.