You live and learn. Next time I know better. (Though I hope there will not be a next time of buzzing around a foreign city in the middle of the night if not partying.)
One hour of mailing and calling and chatting got me two new hosts, and finally Targaryen!
He had been waiting and running around at Victoria Station just like me until 3 am, and then went home by bus, where he arrived shortly after I left. Pffff
Of course he checked his mails before going to bed, and when he woke up around 10 am, checked again and joined hc-chat hoping to find me. That was just after I had left chat, asking Taku (from Finland living in Switzerland) to tell him I was looking for him and online. Which she did when he entered chat two minutes later. And then his laptop crashed.
After I had written several messages and mails to find new hosts in London (just in case!), I joined chat again, where Theriel (from the States living in Finland) told me Targaryen had been there 28 minutes ago, looking for me. Tja...
I checked my mail again, and there was a message from my host-to-be. The phonenumber I had given him was wrong (!). And his phone wasn't working, only the answering machine (!). Now he asked me to call Ashley, another HC-member from London whom I knew from chat. And with her help, everything turned out fine.
I went back to the hotel, checked out, and waited for my dear host. 40 minutes, he had written, and then he would meet me in the hotel lounge, where I was supposed to wait and not move one inch.
80 minutes later I was getting anxious.
100 minutes later I was getting worried.
And the he came - there are so many Travelodge hotels around, he had forgotten the adresse of mine and tried most of them before hitting the right one!
Can you imagine how glad we were we finally made it inspite of all these bizarre and weird coincidences!
All's well that end's well, as we British keep saying... ;-)

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