Today I learned that the Victoria & Albert Museum is an awesome place for a (discreet) mid-afternoon power nap.
For the past week, I've been up pretty much since the crack of dawn and trekking to and fro in fair London town, so it's no surprise that at the end of the week I just feel plain worn out, even after a full night's sleep and sleeping in until 11 this morning.
As I wandered the halls of the V&A I could feel the drowsiness overtake me. I found an upholstered seat in the silver gallery which was relatively hidden from view by some large glass display cases. Then I sat down, let my head droop, and napped for about 20 minutes. I didn't care what the museum staff probably thought, but at the same time I didn't want to sprawl and lie down on the couch...that would've been too weird. Thankfully, nobody came by and woke me up and told me to go home and sleep.
Post-nap, I definitely had a spring in my step. I left the museum around 6:30 and wandered a bit until I came upon a restaurant called Med Kitchen. A bellini, some grilled chicken and mashed potatoes, and a peppermint tea later, I was feeling ready for a shower and my bed.
Tomorrow's itinerary: Check out of hostel. Go to Harrods and some really famous toy store in London with my new hostel friend Jan. Take Eurostar to Paris in the afternoon.