A day of packing basically. Actually more slight stressing out trying to decide what to take. I had to get to Basingstoke earlier than planned. A sweaty bus ride. A sweaty train. A swiss roll and then I got picked up by Jon and Nay. We drove to Ashford where I got out, met Gareth at the station, took his ticket and got the train to Canterbury. This picture is rubbish but there is a place called Sandwich?! Epic.

I got to Canterbury at 9.30ish and had no clue where I was staying or if anyone was picking me up. Matt didn't answer his phone so I walked to the high street and meandered. I eventually got called back and waited for a girl to pick me up after she made brownies. Weirdest experience.