: Journey notes Finding a bathhouse in a foreign maze 1 must be something wrong

Chapter 995 Journey Notes It must be a mistake to find a bathhouse in a foreign labyrinth
I don’t know if you have such a vision,
Get rid of the living environment you are already familiar with completely, go to a longing foreign city alone, and walk 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 swashes, and enjoy that no one in this city knows you,
I won’t be entangled and interfered by anything or anyone, only my own time.
Sounds great, right?
Of course it’s really great,
But the premise is that you don’t be the same as surviving in the wilderness, except for the clothes you wear, mobile phones, wallets, and documents.
Moreover, he was hunted and killed by unknown enemies, and he could not show his face in surveillance or contact the outside for help.
It’s the most situation that doesn’t understand English...
This is a kind reminder from the perfect meeting of all the above requirements, not counting the night when I was first thrown here, I had been wandering in London for five days.
Oxford Street in the morning is sunny, still wearing a hood,
Hidden among the population of 9 million in this cosmopolitan city, Fang Ran is just walking on the streets of this well-known shopping street in London as mentioned at the beginning, looking at the sight of foreigners, as if he can hear the British style. The bell rang in my ears,
Feel the wandering of a person in a city where he wants to go (crossed out)...
Novelty feeling.
Thank you for what seems to be the luck that has changed inexplicably after running out of daily life. After encountering a genuine school girl, after a series of coincidences,
The food and shelter were settled smoothly, and last night through the fishing practice...cough cough, punishing the villains thoroughly ensured enough money.
Fang Ran can finally tackle the problem he urgently needs to solve now, that is...
The problem of bathing!
Wearing a set of clothes for five consecutive days, experiencing the runaway and hunting that made myself sweat all over, searching for the target, I felt that I was almost overwhelmed.
I believe that every friend here who has been wandering will know that every little thing in life is a problem after leaving the comfortable facilities of various human civilizations.
Things like how to take a bath are even more serious.
A more serious problem than how to take a bath in a stray is the question of how to take a bath in an unfamiliar foreign stray. According to Fang Ran learned from a reliable school girl,
London seems to have no public bathhouse like that in China.
Fang Ran: emmm...
Ah ah ah, it!
(╬╯◣д◢)╯︵┻━┻ (I lift)!
That’s right, in fact, in foreign countries, it’s hard to see domestic bathing places of all sizes. The way foreigners bathe is in their own bathroom.
Except for those Asian countries that have a bathing culture, you can at most see public baths that provide spas and saunas, and prefer to enjoy them.
As for looking for a bathhouse specially designed for taking a bath, there is also an experienced bathhouse with a muscular and lean bathing master...
Then you are thinking about peach.
Another point that must be explained is that friends from the north who come to Europe to study abroad should take good care of your precious bath towels. Don’t be delusional that you can still buy them in the supermarket...
In summary, there is no certificate to stay in a hotel at all, and even that kind of informal small hotel is limited by English proficiency.
The only option Fang Ran can think of at the moment is a sauna center he can find.
Otherwise, he can only go to the one Tang Bing knows about...
To be honest, Fang Ran expressed deep doubts as to why the school girl he had met knows such a place.
Is it because of this kind of thing that you ventured into a busy business district in London?...
I sighed helplessly in my heart. In the past few days, I have repeated the two points and one line from the rooftop to the supermarket. During the daytime, I try to minimize activities such as sleeping or being in a daze.
It was the first time to walk through the central area of ​​London, looking at the bustling street like a maze, feeling the charm of being in it, and then rolled his eyes and said to himself:
"Do I have to get a suit first..."
...
...
The city with the most billionaires in the world is London.
There are more than two hundred private jets taking off and landing here every day, and the top level of consumption is beyond ordinary people’s imagination.
They need hundreds of pounds for a bite of caviar.
In this regard, if the national war did not experience drastic changes, you should still be on that private island, enjoying the huge villas and the transparent and clear water.
But everything is relative, there is one end, there is another end, there is a market for the poor,
Even if it is called high-spending London, it is not without bargains.
Primark.
I believe that anyone who has been in London will know this brand.
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 amazingly cheap.
Listening to the advice of a school girl who is known as a small money-saver in the dormitory and a big discount shopping demon, she came to this shop on Oxford Street and looked blankly at the quite large shopping mall.
T-shirts, jeans, and jackets of exactly the same style are marked in rows and piles, with prices such as ￡3, ￡7, and ￡10 clearly marked on them.
Am I really not in China...?
For a while, he suddenly felt that in terms of saving money, his school girl was not in vain.
But looking at the various simple and fashionable clothing in the store, Fang Ran suddenly felt a little dazed, and suddenly realized that he was used to having a child or taking care of himself, and his life ability was terrible.
This is the first time he has grown up, and he has come to the mall to choose clothes by himself.
(￣ω￣;) Um...
No matter how you think, it's all small or wrong (shake the pot)! ! !
Fang Bao, who had already started to smash the pot, finally chose ordinary clothes at a price of just over twenty pounds and walked out of the Primark door with a shopping bag.
He took out the simple map that Tang Bing drew at the cashier last night from his pocket, with a beautiful and neat English standard inflection point, and he also added a scissor-hand blinking expression on the corner.
Then suddenly a gentle wind blew his hood, causing Fang Ran to subconsciously turn around and look back.
No one passed by, only the bustling and bustling scene of Oxford Street under the clear sky in his eyes, which made his eyes slightly fascinated.
Then suddenly a little laughter came out.
Obviously it is a crisis of escape from a foreign country. Although it is forced by the status quo, there is no other way, but today I am like a tourist, strolling through the famous shopping streets of London.
Walking through the streets of this British city~EbookFREE.me~ I plan to find a ‘bath house’ where I can take a shower.
Thinking that this is really a novel experience, Fang Ran smiled and sighed helplessly, but inexplicably burst out in his heart. When the journey began, he still didn't know what the joy was.
Let another mood accompany him, so that he is no longer short of money, but he still looks forward to working in the supermarket at night.
Since there is no way to start, at least I can enjoy the journey time...
Carrying shopping bags casually and throwing over shoulders, in the daytime when the sky is clear and blue, curling up in the mood of going wherever you want, wandering freely in London,
Fang Ran took a brisk step towards the next intersection...
No, I can’t write it anymore. I will ask for a day off tomorrow. I’m sorry that I booked the air ticket. The day I will fly back in a few days, it is estimated that it will be unavailable. I don’t know what to write. Passionate inspiration, annoying
(End of this chapter)