London to Edinburgh

[skyring]

Wednesday we flew in from Tokyo, arriving mid afternoon and falling into our bunk beds at the St Pauls Hostel.

Thursday, jumping down from my top bunk in the morning, I somehow landed on my curled left big toe, and for the rest of the day the pain got steadily worse. At Piccadilly Circus, I posed Ringbear over a subway entrance, and when he toppled down I lunged to get him. The pain in my toe surged. I think I've broken it, actually. I take my sock off and it looks like a ripe plum in size, shape and colour. Swoffing down painkillers. Not much I can do about a broken toe - the possible treatment is pretty minimal anyways, so I'm guessing that painkillers and keeping off it will do the trick when I get home.

Had a packed day on Thursday, madly ticking boxes. National Gallery, British Museum, Hamleys, Charing Cross Road, Trafalgar Square, Peter Pan, pub grub. We're mad fans of Pret-a-Manger par-la-va.

Early awake today (Friday) to catch the Edinburgh train. Just arrived in Durham, and we'll be into Edinburgh about two hours from now.

Hoping (and hopping) to have more blogtime later on. Badly in need of refreshing sleep at the moment. Need cider and painklillers as well.

Comments

[thebiblioholic.livejournal.com]

Ah, the story comes out. When you said you hurt your toe falling out of a bunk bed, I imagined a more comical tumble in your sleep. And your brave rescue of Ringbear from the London Underground I imagined as being more trackside than at the entrance. :-) Wishing you (toe) and Ringbear (mental trauma) speedy recovery.

[fancyhorse.livejournal.com]

I was reading from the top down (most recent entries first), so now I see what happened to your toe. I'm very sorry. Can you rent (hire?) crutches somewhere so you don't have to walk on it?

[skyring.livejournal.com]

Well, yes, I could do that, and it would take my mind off the pain, but my wife wouldn't see it that way.

No, I'm hobbling around just fine.