Top o' the mornin' to yo all
Soho, Portobello Road, a 20 degree sunny day, Crystal maze and singstar....
have combined to make for my best times abroad so far. Getting back to London from France was a relief. Its funny how being surrounded by English speaking people and being in the proximity of a couple of people you know makes you feel so at home! On Thursday Julian - one of Sal's flatmates & I explored Soho. I was convinced that I needed to visit a music store called Mr Bingo and made Julian follow me around for ages up and down dodgy streets then back and forth up the same street only to find that it was boarded up and closed down!!!! It was a pretty dreary day so what better way to handle it than as the poms do - we stopped for a couple of pints at the Bear and Staff! That night I had my first meal 'out' over here and went to an Italian restaurant at Balham called Ferrari's. It was really good but I'm still not getting used to the food being so heavy over here - I completely understand the problem of the Heathrow injection and realise that I may need to come home via Egypt, India or some other place where I am highly likely to get amoebic dysentery and lose any pounds that I've inadvertently added to my body.
Portobello Rd was amazing - it is definitely my favourite place in London so far. Thanks for the tip on the colourful house Deckers. I loved the whole street and then was in heaven at the markets where I purchased a VERY cool pair of vintage leather boots. I walked away feeling very Kate Moss/ Sienna Miller like minus the supermodel status, famous & rich boyfriend or the drug problem. I estimate that I walked around 15km on this day. Although the whole Heathrow injection thing is a concern I think I'm fairly safe at the moment with the amount of walking I've been doing. This perfect day was capped off with Sal's farewell. In itself this was awful but the party was lots of fun. We had 2 different versions of Singstar and I had a Major fight on my hands for microphone dominance. Luckily, I skillfully manipulated the game so it was boys competing against girls and as I am highly experienced in the art of karaoke and Singstar I managed to achieve high scores thus being the prime candidate for competing for the girls..... yay - more microphone time for me!!! The best song of the night was Eye of the Tiger - I must dedicate this win the Kate for that night in Collins St with Todd & your Converse. Mr & Mrs Sutherland, it also made me think of you and I drew on the Tigers power in the grand final to achieve my win.
Saturday was the most stunning day. The sun was a blazing and the day was only marred by a double stabbing murder which closed of Tooting High Street and created a one hour return walk to Mo's from Sal's as opposed to the usual 10 minute. After partying on Friday night to celebrate the completeion of his exam Mo was in poor form but I dragged him out and we hung out in Clapham Common. In the spirit of the warm weather I decided to pack light. Wearing shorts and a Tshirt and not taking a jacket seemed to make me absentminded as I also forgot my wallet. It was a horrible feeling. Its weird how if I had lost my wallet in Australia I would have been angry but everything would have been OK but here I was having a panic attack that someone was going to steal my identity, empty my bank accounts and use all of my valuables as ransom in extortion attempts. Luckily when we got home it was simply hiding under the contents of my backpack.
Mo's mates had organised a Crystal Maze day for a couple of peoples' birthdays. I had sooooo much fun. Crystal maze is a TV show similar to the Amazing race. When we met them at the starting point - The Painting and the Pitcher we were put into teams where we had to compete against each other in skill, physical or mental challenges. My team were awesome - aptly named The Goats as these are my favourite animal, we managed to draw only the wooden spoon but all agreed that we did the best team bonding and had the most fun! My physical challenge was to get a date stamp on a piece of paper. Let me tell you this is much harder than it seems. Date stamps are a thing of the past. I may as well have been challenged to bring back an abacus. After 15 minutes of flat out running and 2 attempts at sticking a receipt with a date on it on my piece of paper... I lost :( The 2 boys I was competing against chatted up some young skirt and managed to get their stamps.
Dublin.....
is a very cool place. I've only been here for 2 days but am absolutely exhausted from walking around so much. I actually came into this Internet cafe just to sit down! Having got up at 4.30 to be on the plane by 6.30, the second I got onto my siteseeing tour I fell asleep!!! I woke up at the same stop that I had got on the bus from! Needless to say the next hour was spent recapping what I had missed in the first hour. I was amazed flying into Dublin just how green Ireland is. I had expected everything to be green but had no idea that it would look like an oil painting. It was stunning. I met up with Darcy last night for a seemingly quite pint (it was Monday night) and ended up getting to bed at 3am. We ran into his flatmate & girlfriend and had a really fun night trying all of the different beers at The Porterhouse then going to a nightclub (Red's, Ev & LJ) and dancing the night away. Sorry Ev but Irishmen are soooooooooooo sleazy. I thought the French were bad but the Irish ones are so upfront and unashamed!! It probably had something to do with the place we were at being full of uni students but Ive even noticed on the streets that men make passing comments etc. Its worse than just walking past a building site in Sydney! The other weird thing was that in the toilets of the bar there was a lady there with cans of hairspray, deodorant, perfume etc etc who would freshen you up..... not a bad idea but she was getting hardly any tips and I felt sorry for her.
Staying at Darcy's place for the next 2 nights as he lives in his mates family house which apparently has 6 bedrooms & only the 2 of them living there. I'm really happy about this as the hostel had its heating turned up to somewhere between 30 degrees and Australia in the sun on a stinker of a day in the middle of a drought.
Should be meeting up with Brian Gaffney and Ian Grant (Potahhhhto's brother & mate) tonight so I'll be sure (to be sure) to get some dirt on Ev for you to use in whichever way you will Morts.
That's about it for the moment - I go on a Paddywagon Tour of Southern Ireland on Thursday, I am hoping to see a leprechaun and find a pot of gold plus eat lots of potahhhhos.
Hope you are all well & had a great ANZAC Day.
Love Loz xx.
p.s. I keep adding my photos to my album so check them out!
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