Arrivederci...

... Malaysia. Literally a long day, 32 hours. I'm not taking a direct flight ever again, at least on economy class. Luckily had decent neighbours.

Last night, outside my window.

Morning.

Hell, it's cold. And wet. And the student union's pub partied till 1am, their lullaby literally rocking my bed. Humph, that's about it. /endrant

Roommate is from motherland. It's for time like this that I learn Chinese, because my English feels hell of inadequate now. Resting now, shopping spree tomorrow.

Edit: Photos above are of the Royal College of Music.