Travel notes: I must have done something wrong when looking for a bathhouse in a foreign maze.
I don’t know if you have ever had such an idea,
Completely get rid of the living environment that you are already familiar with, go to a foreign city that you long for alone, and stroll freely on the exotic streets.
Enjoy the lively crowds and buildings on both sides of the street, enjoy the things you have never seen in the elegant storefronts with floral letters, enjoy that no one in this city knows you,
You won't be disturbed by anything or anyone, just your own time.
Sounds great, right?
Of course it’s really great,
But the prerequisite is that you don’t behave like a wilderness survivor, smuggling over with nothing but the clothes you’re wearing, your cell phone, your wallet, and your ID.
Moreover, he was being hunted and searched by unknown enemies. He could not show his face in surveillance or contact the outside world for help.
The worst thing you can do is not understand English...
This is a kind reminder from Fang Ran who has perfectly met all the above requirements. Not counting the night he was thrown here in the first place, he has been wandering in London for five days.
The sun is shining brightly on Oxford Street in the morning, and I still wear my hood.
Hidden among the population of 9 million in this international metropolis, Fangran is currently walking on the streets of this famous shopping street in London, as mentioned at the beginning.
Looking at the lively scene full of foreigners, it seems like you can hear the bells representing the British style ringing in your ears.
Feeling the wandering of a person who can go wherever he wants in a city (cross out)...
A novel feeling.
Thanks to luck that seems to have changed inexplicably after running away from daily life. After encountering a genuine school girl and a series of coincidences,
We managed to secure food and shelter fairly smoothly, and last night we completely ensured enough money by fishing...ahem, punishing the villains,
Fangran can finally start the problem that he urgently needs to solve now, which is...
——The problem of bathing!
After wearing the same set of clothes for five consecutive days, experiencing running away in a cold sweat, and hunting for targets, Fangran felt like he couldn't stand it anymore.
I believe that every friend here who has been homeless will know that without the comfortable facilities of various human civilizations, every little thing in life used to be a problem.
Things like how to take a shower are particularly serious problems.
A more serious problem than how to take a bath while wandering is how to take a bath while wandering in a foreign country where you are unfamiliar with. According to what Fangran learned from a reliable school girl,
It seems that there are no public bathhouses in London like those in China.
Fang Ran: emm..
Ahhhhh, damn it!
(╬╯◣д◢)╯︵┻━┻(I lift it)!
Yes, in fact, in foreign countries, it is difficult to see the large and small bathing places in China. Foreigners bathe in their own bathrooms.
Except for those Asian countries that have their own bathing culture, you can at most find public baths that provide spas and saunas and are more focused on enjoyment.
As for looking for a bathhouse that is specifically for bathing, and also comes with experienced bath masters with lean muscles...
Then you are thinking about peach (roll your eyes).
Another point that must be explained is that friends from the north who come to Europe to study, please keep your precious bath towels and don't think that you can still buy them in the supermarket after throwing them away...
To sum up, you can check into a hotel without any documents. Even in small informal hotels, you can’t find a place due to your English proficiency.
The only option Fangran could think of at the moment was to find a sauna center.
Otherwise, he would have no choice but to go to the gay Chariots that Tang Bing knew...
To be honest, for this school girl I met by chance,
Fangran now wondered how she knew this place.
By the way...
Is it because of this kind of thing that I ventured to a busy commercial district in London...
I sigh helplessly in my heart. In the past few days, I have been repeating the two points and one line from the rooftop to the supermarket. During the day, I have minimized activities, sleeping or being in a daze.
It was the first time that I walked through the central area of London. Looking at the maze-like bustling streets in front of me and feeling the charm of being in it, Fangran rolled his eyes and said to himself:
"Do I need to get some clothes first..."
...
...
The city with the most billionaires in the world is London.
There are more than 200 private jets taking off and landing here every day. The top level of consumption is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
A mouthful of caviar and a cup of coffee cost hundreds of pounds.
In this regard, if the national war had not encountered drastic changes, Fang Ran, who was still enjoying the giant villa and the transparent and clear water on that private island, would have a deep understanding of this.
But everything is relative. If there is one end, there will be another end. If there are poor people, there will be a market.
Even in London, where almost all the expensive things in the world are gathered, this is considered a top-notch metropolis, but there are still bargains to choose from.
Primark.
I believe that anyone who has stayed in London will know this brand.
There is no advertising, no e-commerce, all funds are compressed into efficient factory production, and small profits but quick turnover are achieved to the extreme. The biggest feature is that it is so cheap that people can’t afford it.
Hearing the advice of a schoolmate who was known as a dormitory money-saving expert and a discount shopping devil, he came to Oxford Street and found this store. Fangran looked at the rather large shopping mall with a blank look on his face.
Clothes of the same style are hung neatly in rows and stacked one after another, from T-shirts, jeans, and coats to socks, scarves, and underwear.
They are all clearly marked with prices such as ￡3, ￡7, ￡10, etc.
Am I really not in China...?
For a moment, he suddenly felt that when it came to saving money, his junior high school girl was not in vain.
But looking at the various simple and fashionable clothes in the store, Fangran suddenly felt a little dazed, and then realized that he was used to having children to take care of himself, and his living ability was horribly weak.
This was the first time since he was a child, the first time he went to a shopping mall to choose clothes by himself.
(￣w￣;) Uh...
No matter how you think about it, this is all Xiao Or’s fault (pass the blame)!!!
A hard-core scapegoat, Fangran finally chose the most ordinary shirt, jeans and a simple jacket based on the basic principle of being low-key and simple so as not to get caught.
Looking at the price of just over twenty pounds, I walked out of the Primark gate with my shopping bags.
"call...."
For some reason, he felt relieved and took out the simple map Tang Bing drew for him at the cashier last night from his pocket.
It has beautiful and neat English standard inflection points in cursive style, and a scissors-hands winking expression is specially added to the corners.
Then suddenly a gentle breeze blew through his hood, causing Fangran to turn around subconsciously.
No one was passing by. What he saw was the bustling scene of Oxford Street under the clear sky, which made his eyes slightly distracted.
Then suddenly he burst out laughing happily.
Obviously I am trapped in an escape crisis in a foreign country, and a huge conspiracy is shrouded in it. Although I am forced by the current situation and have no other choice, today I am like a tourist, strolling through a famous shopping street in London.
Walking through the streets of this British city, I planned to find a "bathhouse" where I could take a bath.
Thinking that this was really a novel experience, Fangran smiled helplessly and sighed, but an inexplicable thought emerged in his heart. At the beginning of the journey, he didn't know what kind of happiness it was.
Let another mood accompany him, which made him obviously no longer short of money, but he still looked forward to working in the supermarket in the evening.
Since there is no way to take action yet, at least you can enjoy such a relaxing journey first...
It’s a rare visit and you have enough money, so let’s go shopping...
Carrying the shopping bags casually and throwing them over my shoulders, I curled up my lips in the mood of going wherever I wanted to go during the day with a clear blue sky, and walked freely in London.
Fangran walked briskly towards the next intersection on Oxford Street...
"Set off!"
At this moment, there are still ten hours before the road shootout...