London

I met up with Harri at Wellington Arch on Sunday and we did the tourist thing around Westminster (free tour=win) it was bloody freezing but really interesting, even if I wanted to get up and give some more historical information than our guide provided, Harri suggested I create my own tour - the history isn't happy tour. Personally I want to create a Monopoly tour and go around to every square on the board. Westminster Abbey is a tad ostentatious isn't it? My favourite was of course the Houses of Parliament, which I will be going back to tomorrow or Thursday to have a proper snoop. There is an election on while I am here :D politics makes Stephie happy.

Then Harri took me to Primark in Oxford St.
Dear. Lord.
Insanity doesn't seem to cover it. It was so big and so busy and so CHEAP! I used Ellen's 10 pounds for 2 pairs of sneakers, sunnies, a top and a bag. For 10 pound! With my own money I got a nice coat that should last me my travels for 17 pound. I found very similiar ones in Notting Hill yesterday for 30 so I was happy with my purchase.

Of course there is anothe Monash girl in London at the moment - although we both didn't know we were in London, so I met up with Julia and two of her friends and we went to Notting Hill and Portobello Rd. Sadly no Julia Roberts or Hugh Grant. Yummy English breakfast at S&M though. They can't make coffee to save themselves but the English do breakfast well!

I switched hostels from St Pancras to London Central yesterday, what a good choice! Much better vibe here, just a bit more relaxed - the staff aren't all wearing uniforms and there are plenty of young people to amuse me. There are some lovely girls in my room this time, including a girl from Perth who got her cider on with me after just meeting me. Top lass. I went on a pub crawl around Camden which ended with a massive hangover and a need to go back to that wonderful place. We started out at Black Heart, a pub with masses of Jesus decorations - quite like where Sar had her 21st... there is always something odd about having a statue of Jesus watching you whilst you get ferschnickered. We met up with everyone there, more Aussies (I found them haha!), a swiss, an american, a couple of Portugese and a Mexian-American who uses his mexian passport in France because they don't like Americans haha! Then we went along into Proud Camden, an art gallery/bar that is in old stables by the river. Here I was introduced to Swedish pear cider. mmmmhmmm They were having an open mic night which was really cool. I felt ridiculously uncool next to the ridiculously cool locals with their talent... then it was off to a little bar tucked away in an upstairs corner called Lock 17 (guess where it is located??) for shots and more live music. Then it was back across to the Cuban for mojitos and yet more shots and then we finished at Barfly, with Gaymers on tap. I was sceptical given how shit it is at home, but apparently they send us the crap stuff because it was quite acceptable! A few of the boys and I headed to one last bar after and then it was bed time and headache central in the morning.


I am heading to the Tate tomorrow and hopefully will find Slug and Lettuce and see where the girls worked during their gap year. Then I might wander around to St Pauls and look at the Roman architecture. I haven't bothered with any of the touristy stuff because it's so damn expensive! Then I head west to maidenhead and Harriet on Thursday. Legoland here I come...

I booked my bus ticket to Leeds, 3.50 pounds thanks very much! I can't wait to see Pasco, Luddo and Di.

Well that's it for me for now. Cheerio pip pip and all that jazz.