London road walks and adventures

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We were already in the airport arriving London and Amster was still here beside me. Does he need help? I dont think he'll be needing help from me since Im not very fond of London remember?

I looked back at him and waited for my backpack to appear (in the machine thingy).

"Why are you still here?" I asked him.

"I didnt get to know your name" he said with a smile.

"Oh....Im Parish by the way"  I waved my hand.

"It was nice meeting you Parish" he waved his hand too.

"I'll be going now" he said

He was walking away and all I could ever do was to get my phone and turned on my navigator. The address  on the paper  was not really found here in London and it turns out that it was in cambridge.

             Cambridge, Kendal way

Kendal way was my grandmothers place and I have to go to the terminal and get a train. But, its impossible to get there on time since the taxi's were occupied.

I walked all my way to the nearest hotel  and book myself a room. Since it was  actually raining. I got myself some hot chocolate in the room and take a bath. After I had clean myself up I took my laptop from my backpack. I looked on my phone and my mom seemed to be worrying more and more about me.

Parish are you okay?

Do you know where your grandmas house is?

Please text me.

I missed you

Call your aunt to get you right now.

Be safe there. I miss you

Mom actually misses me so much that I could feel goosebumps on my skin when I  feel that Im nervous. I ignored her text. I just couldnt say anything. I couldnt get any informations from my aunt or anything. Im stuck in a place where people began to talk in their accent and its new, its different. Everything is different.

Sunset came and dinner was approaching.
I grabbed myself some bread and deep it into a mushroom soup. I closed the curtains of the room. I couldnt sleep well until morning came.

It was time for me to go to the terminal. When I got outside the hotel. I came a long way here just to find the opposite of boredom. Great! Just great! This place doesnt really seem for me to fit in and I decided to walk just using my navigator.

I went to the coffee shop that I found interesting and went to buy some choco lattè. I was already walking on the road again with my backpack until someone called my name.

"Parish! Hey!" A very familiar voice shouted my name. I look back and saw Amster calling me happily.

"Amster!"

"Where are you going?" He asked

"Um.......the terminal?" While pointing to the direction on where I was heading.

"You mean the train station?"

"Ahhh.... right the train station"

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