That describes our final night in a New York hostel, although we had a wonderful experience despite that and we still like New York.
We arrived in London extremly jet lagged after very little sleep and several hundred games of Tetris(damn those little tv´s). We managed to make it to where we were staying and after a $10 can of soup for lunch, slept the rest of the day only waking long enough to eat another $10 can of soup for dinner before heading back to bed.
We awoke at midday the next day and hurridly packed our bags worried that we might miss our flight to Lisbon, Portugal. We arrived at the airport a recommended 3 hours before our flight, and after waiting in the check-in queue for over half an hour, were advised by the British airways agent that it was against regulations to check-in luggage so long before the aircrft´s departure time. She kindly pointed us in the direction of the 'quick' baggage drop queue. We finally got to the front of that queue only to be informed we would have to move to anohter queue. After waiting in this line for a large portion of our already reduced duty free shopping time, we were pointed in the direction of the 'oversized baggage' check-in, the only one permitted take backpacks. Fortunately no one else seemed to be lining up to drop oversized baggage (they had not yet been sent on from the previous line) and within minutes we were putting our shoes back on after going through airport security. We´d read in our Lonely Planet book on England that Brits loved to queue, and so far our experience of London had done nothing but confirm this.
