I really should write in my journal at the end of every night. I can’t quite remember what I did this day. I can’t quite remember what I did this day. Had pizza for breakfast, jumped on the subway to go on another horror tour called The London Dungeons. It’s about Sweeney Todd, Jack the Ripper, Guy Fawkes, and even about King Henry VIII and his crazy rule. There even was a boat ride! Picked up a shaving holster that I really needed for at home. All I need now are some shaving oils and to find my straight edge razor then I’m all set!

Taking the subway there took a bit longer than it should have. I jumped on the wrong train twice. One in the wrong direction, the other on the wrong line but when further down the same stations as the other line. Certainly learned my lesson.

After the dungeon, I toured the waterfront some more. Saw the London Eye (the giant ferris wheel), went amongst the Christmas shacks again and got myself some roasted chestnuts, just loitered around the area.

After that, I don’t exactly remember what that night held for me.