The rest of our short time in London isn't even worth describing.
Eventually we jumped on a train back to the airport to catch our flight to Hungary.
The only good part about this pit stop was...
Finding him was hell. 40 euros and 3 trains later I finally found him and got my first glimpse of the streets on London...
Absolute SHITHOLE.
Fat pasty women, the smell of cigarettes and piss, thousands of dickhead pigeons, socialist propaganda rallies. It was absurd.
Over the next 4 weeks we applied for passports and opened international credit cards. We bought new shoes, a couple tight fitting t-shirts, and 3 packs of mint Juul pods... my budget was now down to $1100. Our bags were packed and we were ready to fuck abroad.