Changing: Part II ... It resulted to be one of my neighbours in the town where I spent my first eighteen years of my life. We talked to each other about ourselves through I took my bus to the city centre. I was in London at last, waiting my friend’s flatmates. She was working that day and two of her nice flatmates came to pick me up. After half an hour waiting for them, I started thinking I was in a meeting point or something similar. Suddenly, I thought that I had to have a look around and I went to one of the nearest bus stop. I dared to ask a couple women if they were who had to be…XD… There were over five people there and I listened to them speaking Spanish. It wasn't a really good clue because, for example, in my bus trip I heard a lot of people talking in Spanish. Fortunately, I was right. Then, we went to surprise my friend to her work place. She was very glad and happy to see me there. I drank my first pint of beer in London (not the last one…duh!!... ;-)) in a good company, and finally I got to my friend’s flat to have a shower and to be able to get some rest and energy for my first days in that huge city. A new life was coming…