The home of Fred Basset. Universally acknowledged as the worst comic strip ever created.

Tesco’s 17p baked beans. I couldn’t afford to go out to any restaurants.

Best avoided in public places (and cheap hotels)!

First things first. London is expensive. When I arrived (1998), the Australian dollar was worth around 33p, roughly the same value as the Polish Zloty and the Albanian Lek. This meant I was able to buy a pint of beer for around the same price as a small family sedan at home.

Accommodation is also expensive. I paid around £20 for a bunk bed in a room shared with 15 other people. Fortunately for the budget conscious, sleeping in the gutter is not only free, it’s often safer and more hygienic than many of the cheaper hotels in the city.

The wonderful thing about the British museum is that it’s free, which is remarkable considering it location; London. You could happily spend 3 days wandering around here exploring all the exhibits. Unfortunately, they don’t let you sleep here, so you’re still going to have to fork out 25 quid for a hotel when it closes.

The museums most famous exhibit, the fabled Rosetta stone, was found by engineer Pierre Bouchard in 1799. The museums curators have attempted to recreate this historic event by encasing the stone in the original bullet proof Perspex in which it was discovered.

Many people complain that the British museum has stolen antiquities from the countries of their origin. While this may or may not be true, the British reaction has basically been “If you wanted it so much, why did you let us invade you?”

Then there’s famed Trafalgar Square, with its population of 1 million pigeons. Visitors are advised to bring an umbrella regardless of weather conditions. While most visitors are happy to stare at “Nelson’s column”, the more adventurous will make the worthwhile short walk to the lesser known, “Nelson’s gazebo”.

I arrived back in London exhausted, with two girls I had been traveling the continent with. They insisted that they had their accommodation booked in a decent hotel (which was really a hostel).

I decided to chance my luck (with the hotel, not the girls) and follow. The rather swarthy receptionist informed me that the hotel was full. Then roughly 30 seconds later, he suddenly changed his mind.

This should have triggered suspicion but I was far too tired to second guess him. Well, my bed had become “free” after he moved two long term residents on the floor in the middle of the room.

And the room was right next to the common room, where a party went on until 4am . I left the next day, feeling slightly less refreshed than when I arrived.

 
A London hostel begins the most honest advertising campaign ever.
 
A beefeater guards the gates to the sacred Buckingham Construction site
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

60,441,457 (2005)
London

The British Pound

A$1 = 0.33pence (A packet of crisps. A small packet of crisps)

1998 - 1999
London, Oxford
1 I'm not including Pit Bulls here

0.3 Needless to say, I spent a lot of time sober.