When I was going to run after work and it starts pouring as soon as I get home
When British people tell me I’m saying something wrong and all I hear is
“It’s LESTER square, not Leicester Square”. THE WAY IT’S SPELLED.
On Saturday morning my roommate and I went to the Portobello Market in Notting Hill. Yes that one.
Did not see Hugh Grant there unfortunately. But what we did see was tons of food! Stands and stands of food.
I got fresh veggies, fruit, goat cheese, a sandwich, and a chocolate eclair. And I ate most of it before getting home.
We wandered a little further and found this completely random warehouse type place with live music and drinks. It was like 3 in the afternoon but why not!
Then I went home and ate some of the veggies I got and met up with Maddy (!) and her friends from Venice for fish and chips and beer at a pub. Notice the theme is just me constantly eating.
At the next bar, we drank these mint oreo milkshake drink things that probably had 0 alcohol in them but man they were delicious.
On Sunday, I met up with a super cool mom I met in my neighborhood and her 5 year old daughter. They were nice enough to show me some parts of London I hadn’t seen before! We got some great Dim Sum in Chinatown and Ben and Jerrys ice cream is Leicester Square which is kind of the equivalent of Times Square. My favorite was a great view of London from a 32nd floor while drinking some great wine. Having a cute five year old with us got us free fancy marshmallow and fruit. The 360 view really made me realize how big London is because it really doesn’t seem that big! Part of why I like it so much.
Great conversation and fun times all around over a super calorie dense weekend. Oh well, I’ll be healthy again eventually.
And some pics:
Last night I went to watch the first game of the world cup. Croatia v Brazil. I’ve never been much of a watching-sports-on-TV fan. Don’t get me wrong, sports are great.
And football/soccer can be entertaining,
But it’s all about the experience of being there in the crowd.
People kept asking me which team I was rooting for and who I wanted to win.
No offense to any of the crazy football fans, it was interesting though to see how into it people got. And good for you for loving something that much!
But you can stop the search, you’ve found the biggest football fan right here. It’s me.
But seriously, stop. It’s just football.
EDIT: Found this chart that accurately describes how Americans feel about football.
Yesterday I went to Bodypump after work for the first time since I’ve been in London. It’s ridiculous how much strength you lose in two weeks. I felt so weak. And now I feel sore, but in a good way!
Then girls on the same visa program as me had bought tickets to go to the Ice Bar which is exactly what it sounds like. A bar made of ice. They give you a nice poncho when you arrive with some mittens to hold the cup (also made of ice). Still sore after body pump though so I was cold AND sore.
But I wanted to be more like Elsa.
But I was more like Ygritte. It was a bar made of ice kept at a temperature where ice wouldn’t melt. It was so cold!!!!
And when I got home I just wanted to curl up in my blanket and be warm.
Anyway here are some pictures!