In hindsight, spending a whole 12 hours in London was probably not the one three days before my first exam. Needless to say, it probably won’t be my brightest of moves as a person who neglects revision until the last week and a half. But as visa appointments are a fickle thing (not to mention bloody terrifying and a harrowing experience let me tell ya), I kind of just had to take what I could get and hustle on with it.
We ended up flying to London due to the time constraints and it being a smidge cheaper than the train. This brought me to Edinburgh airport at like 4.30am which is also not the one and I didn’t fly back again until half past 8 at night so this left us with practically the whole day on our hands. My little sissy came along for the ride so I wasn’t a lost little soul on my own wandering around (although I’m pretty sure I would have also enjoyed that too).