Friday, October 11/2024

Day number 1 in London. Kilburn again, although this time on the west side of the high street and a bit farther from it than we were last spring. Well, quite a bit, actually. Roughly a mile to Kilburn High Street, which is longer than it looks on the map. Obscured by long roads having innocent names, like ‘lane’ as well as by my tendency to see the maps as if the roads were straight rather than full of worm like curves that double their length. 

 The flat is a studio. Basic, but not bad, with better than average cooking facilities and an admirable shower. Wifi somewhat iffy though. Text the host, who is a little vague on where we are but suggests a couple of passwords that we could try. Router may - or may not - get reset. Limited success in the end, with some of the devices connecting and others not. But we’re functional. 

 So now to find something for supper. With only minimal confusion - all right, heading out in the wrong direction didn’t help - we hit familiar territory. A few basics from Aldi, where the automated checkout machine rejects my Canadian twenty as I reach into the wrong section of my wallet and hit a Canadian 20 instead of a £20 note. Blame it on jet lag - up twenty-eight hours by this point. But a lovely succulent rotisserie chicken from the little Halal butcher’s along the road and home to eat - and sleep.