As soon as we arrived at the airport, we went straight to the washroom to freshen up ourselves. I just could not bring myself to face the world right away after an 18-hour journey. I needed time to set my head straight after curling up uncomfortably in my seat as I attempted to sleep on the way to London.
Anyway, the immigration and border control process went smoothly for both of us. We were greeted by the officer in charge with a friendly 'apa khabar?' and he showed us an impressive pronunciation skill as he managed to say my name correctly!
The drama started soon after that.
Two of our traveling buddies arrived five hours earlier than us as they were given a direct flight at the very last minute. We were supposed to arrive at the same time and went to our lodging site together. However, as things changed, we could not stick with our initial plan anymore. To make things worse, we had limited means to communicate with each other as we relied heavily on social networks to stay in touch (roaming charges by Canada's telco companies are ridiculous).
London Heathrow Airport only provided 45 minutes of free wifi...
After relaying the message that we have arrived at the airport through Facebook, we went out of the departure gate and started to search around for familiar faces. We went up and down the airport halls but to no avail. Little that we know, we were at different terminals...
My housemate and I gave up searching after two hours of waiting and running around. We decided that maybe our friends have gone to the lodging site by themselves.
Then, we had to choose our means of transportation to go to Bayswater from the airport. Considering our huge luggage, I went to get a quote of price for the trip and it was around £60 (RM324). We thought that it was too much to be spent on on our first day and decided to try our luck with the tubes. We bought a new Oyster card for £5 deposit (RM27) and included £15 (RM81) worth of travel money.
Two girls dragging two suitcases each was a bit too much to handle...
The Underground was built in the 19th century and only a few stations cater to the disabled passengers. Therefore, the presence of lift was not abundant. My friend and I had to drag our luggage up and down the steps by ourselves and let me remind you, my suitcase was over the weight limit of 23 kilograms. T_T
Lucky us, a few Londoners offered a helping hand. We were pretty skeptical to receive help at first because we were new to the city and had no idea how the people were. We decided to take the risk and accept their offer to help us while still keeping ourselves alert on our stuff.
The last man that helped us out mentioned a payment of £10 (RM54) for his manpower but until now, we could not figure out if he was only joking or being serious... Well, I thought it was a joke and no money was loss or given to him at the end of the day (heh).
All thanks to these people, we managed to arrive at Bayswater station and also all praise to God for keeping us safe!






