Alright I've got pretty much everything locked down.
No need for visa.
Flight, checked.
Airport train transfer, checked.
Getting around town, almost there.
Accommodation, nil. Not sounding good. Still desperately waiting for confirmation from two apartments.
Grr. I am getting anxious that I can't sleep.
I can't wait to be in the footsteps of momsey who has been there in her 20s. Trotting on Trafalgar Square. I definitely need to head to Tate Modern. Shop at Harrods, even though I know I can't afford anything, except for a Harrods tote and a souvenir mug.
