It was a long flight

It was a really long flight, I must accept that I didn't thought the plain was going to take so much, anyway. I'm just arriving to London's airport. Wow, this is huge, what am I gonna do here? I hope not to get lost, after all, I'm by my own now.

I went to buy a coffee, it was cold, a rainy and cold day, anyhow, I didn't knew where could I stay at. So I asked the girl who was working at the coffee-shop:

- Hey - I said
- Yes?
- You know I'm just arriving, and I don't have a place to stay, do you know where I can find a descent but not too expensive hotel?
- Of course! You can try on this address - She wrote on a paper an hotel address, she gave it to me, I said thanks and I left. I walked to the cab's parking lot, I talked to a driver and I told him to take me to the address which was written on the paper. I got into the cab, the man started to drive. And there I was once again. looking the beautiful buildings of London. It was a beautiful city, way much better than it looks in the pictures.

I paid, and I got down. I stared at the hotel for a while, did I took the right decision? Never mind, I guess it was too late for regrets. I took my baggage and I entered. I talked to the receptionist, he told me the price, the coffee-shop girl was right, it wasn't too expensive, besides the hotel looked nice. I paid, and the receptionist gave me the room key 21B.

Right now I'm on my room, I'm still thinking, I know deep in my heart this was the best decision I could make. Besides, I'm on the room 21B, that must be luck I guess, 21 is my favorite number.

Now the big adventure starts tomorrow morning, I gotta be up early. I can't waste my time, touristic visits can wait. What really matters now is that my adventure starts, and I got a good feeling, I think I can meet him, Tom, oh, I can't get that name out of my head. I know I sound like a freaking psychopath, but who said you can't try to make your dreams come true? This is my last chance to try to make any sense to my life.

The adventure

Bored. I am bored. I want to scape out of this town, of this country, my life is a routine, I want to leave all that behind and start and adventure. I'm going to find him, I know that's the only way I can escape out of this routine.

I'm going to travel to London, and I'll try to find him,even if that's last thing I do while I'm alive. I have some money I saved on my bank account. I guess this is the only way to find my own happiness. I won't say my name, only my nickname: "F. B"

I'm going to the airport tonight, I have my plane ticket, I'm going for a week to London.
Wish me luck.

The blog is about...

Hey everyone!

I guess everyone had hear about fanfic stories. Well, this is one of those stories. But it will be like it would be happening day to day, like this would be a real story. 

(By the way, it's about a love story with Tom Hidleston)

I hope you enjoy it :)

Story starts now....

- F.