St. Giles, London

Just arrived at the St. Giles Hotel in London, where I’ll be staying 4 nights. Massive amounts of luggage belonging to 80-some high-maintenance American students have been moving about the city of London and have finally been dispersed into their respective rooms. I personally am lugging two 47.5 pound suitcases, a 10 pound backpack and 6 pound “personal item.” The hotel is right across from an internet café, which I’ll be frequenting probably, a block away from the underground, and a few blocks from the local University College Hospital—basically, I’m all set. I’ve already made two calls from my cell phone to the US—laying down the foundations of what will be (by the end of my stay here) a monstrous bill. Dinner will be in 3 hours. I think I’ll take a nap now. The question of the day is: where are my pajamas?