So we've finally arrived at our first tube stop, but the next line we needed to catch was already closed for the night. We try to call some taxi companies, try to wave a few taxis from the road, and tried to catch a bus - but at this point there are about 6 inches of snow on the ground and apparently London has NO SNOW PLOWS. The buses were not running due to the weather, as well as the taxis (I guess they just felt like driving around to piss us off - mission accomplished). We at least had some shelter in the tube station, but that didn't last long because they had to close their doors. Now we are stranded. We are in a "dodgy" part of town as the Brits would say. There is a respectable looking gentleman who is "pissed drunk" as the Brits would also say. He falls into the street, lays down, and almost gets hit by a car. Twice. Some man got him out of the way, twice, and he ended up leaning against a wall to relieve himself. The train workers decide to have a snowball fight - because it's 1:30 in the morning and they are mid-40's and have nothing better to do? I have an idea, it's called sleep! We couldn't stay out there any longer so decided to get a hotel room - definitely didn't have that factored into my budget for the week! We got a room at the Amsterdam Hotel (which is ironically where Melissa and her parents stayed while they were in London before our internship started). The hotel rooms are hilarious - they are decorated in tacky Florida condo decor at it's finest. We get some rest, and actually get to see some of the Suberbowl (therefore, it was all worth it, oh wait, the Titans screwed up, nevermind).
We wake up the next morning, all of us were supposed to be at work at 8a.m. but that obviously didn't work out for us. We turn the news on - the entire bus system was shut down, most of the trains aren't running, and some parts of the city have 10 inches of snow. Melissa and I trudged to the tube stop to find out if our train line was one that was running, after getting some mixed answers we are officially informed that our line is running - Woo Hoo! We go back to get the other girls and pack up and head out. The lovely manager of the hotel advised us to be careful on the steps while leaving because they were slippery - but don't worry because she put salt on them (table salt, out of a salt shaker - seriously). We get on the train and only have about 6 stops until ours. Everything is going smoothly and we are stopping at each station as planned, and as we approach our stop he slows down, slows down some more, almost stops, then picks up some speed, and continues on his merry way. He comes on the speaker, "oh yea, I forgot to tell you that the East Putney tube station is closed, as is the next one". Thanks - that information would have been useful, ooh at about the stop before! We have to ride the tube a few more stops to the Wimbledon stop and switch back over and head back the direction we came from. We got off at the Putney Bridge exit (and yes had to walk across the bridge, suitcases and all, in lots and lots of snow). It takes us about an hour and a half to walk to the hospital (which would have only taken 15 minutes if our tube station was open). So we got back around noon - pretty much no one had made it into the hospital anyways. They sent us home and told us to sleep. Sweet! 4 Day Week!
The snow is perfect and we've seen some pretty amazing snowmen. If London is ever going to be pretty in the wintertime it's right now with all the snow! So I'm trying to look on the bright side of all of this : ) It's all part of the adventure I guess (I keep telling myself that anyways).
It's supposed to snow on Thursday and Friday again this week, and we have a flight booked out on Friday evening to head to Barcelona. Keep your fingers crossed for us!
Jenna
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