Old friends, new friends

I spent most of the morning talking to a Mexican that slept under me.

I taught him a little Māori and discussed travel, unemployment, gun control, and culture erosion.

I shopped at Tesco's and met up with my old flatmate and former co-worker, Alex. We bought a SIM card for my mobile phone (which was more of a mission than you might expect), but I get the feeling that I'll be using a different provider once I get sorted.

I look forward to meeting some of Alex's hostel-mates—as well as getting accomodation closer to a Tube station. I'm sick of walking.