Thursday, 8:30 a.m.
I woke up in a bright cabin, the sunlight peering through the windows. Breakfast was being served and I took my time, finishing everything because I wasn't sure when I'd get to eat next. Soon enough, the captain announced we would be arriving in Heathrow in fifteen minutes.
The plane landed at 10:15 and I got out of the airport at 11:15. I bought a tourist map at the nearby shop and checked the bus routes before heading off. I don't know Yana’s schedule anymore so I plan to come to her place in the afternoon just to be sure. I still have time so might as well go sightseeing for a bit.
The first stop, of course: The Sherlock Holmes Museum at 221B Baker Street. Good thing I’ve saved up enough to buy myself a ticket and see objects inspired by the famous detective.
