We arrived in London after 30 hours of travel. Exhausted and a bit cranky we dragged our bags up 8 flights of stairs to find single bunk beds in our room. So back down to reception we go. Once we were given the right room ( the double bed we booked). We used our last ounce of energy to carry our bags up to the third floor.

After a nap we found an Italian restaurant around the corner for dinner and went back to bed.

2am and we were wide awake. Sick of sitting in our tiny room we ventured down stairs to have a cup of tea where we met, Brett, the night receptionist. We watched trashy uk late night tv, made a Travel plan for the next day.