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.