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Chapter 4

I woke up to a ringing sound. I looked up to see the seatbelt sign glowing, we had already arrived. I found it hard to believe.

We were about to land. I loved that part. It was like riding a roller coaster, the feeling in your stomach when dropping down from a high platform. I hadn't  been on one in forever, and I would have to find one to ride.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I sneaked a glimpse out of the window, we had finally landed. Once the pilot dismissed us, I rushed out as quickly as possible. I was ready to finally see my studio apartment, it was waiting for me in the heart of London. I took a taxi to the address given and when I got out, I was amazed at the classical features on the fancy brick building, it was perfect. I walked in and focused my eyes on the beautiful decor, the inside is just as breathtaking. The sophisticated setting was beautiful.

The charming woman at the front, Kara, she introduced herself as, gave me the keys to my apartment. #202. I headed into the elevator and punched in the number at the top floor. My apartment was just down the hall.
I walked in slowly and and stared in amazement. The apartment came fully furnished, and the view was breathtaking. At that moment I knew London was going to be an adventure.

I plopped down on my bed. It felt like a fluffy cloud. I laid there for a while and pulled out my phone. It was only 5 pm. I decided to take a quick shower and get my art studio ready later.

After I showered, and got dressed into my favorite sweats and tank top. I tied my hair up in a bun and head toward the living room. My living room had hardwood floors and smelled like air freshener, it was rather calming.

I found my black suitcase with all of my supplies and began opening it. I stood up with my easel and canvases piled in my hand and attempted to walk into my studio without any harm. To my horror, I slipped on the hardwood and the easel landed on my foot. I attempted to stand but it didn't work out very well.

I ended up having to call a hospital because I had no transportation. Day 1 in London wasn't starting out very well.