I have been trying to stave off exhaustion, yet is has found me. I have been resting today. The thing that has surprised me is how much time I spend doing the little details of life; I had envisioned spending all of my days out exploring. In fact, I spend a fair amount of time washing clothes, shopping for food and small items, waiting for the bus, waiting for the very slow hostel elevator, waiting for the metro, waiting in line for an exhibit, waiting for friends to get ready to go somewhere, waiting for the bus some more, waiting at the always packed hostel front desk, waiting, waiting, waiting....and waiting is tiring. My legs are also sore from the walking. I know that I will grow accustomed sometime soon--I hope.
After I move into yet another room, because I want a room with a locker inside, I am going to the National Portrait Gallery with some people of whose names I am unsure--luckily that is not required here.
