Hawt Stuff

More city exploring. Yesterday a few of us navigated our way on the tube to Waterloo station (where the new Bourne film had a climactic scene) - getting around on it isn't tough (not only because of my experience in Boston, but because everything is SO well marked!). We wandered around the Thames by the eye - loads of street performers doing the most odd things...human statues that randomly solo on the guitar then go still, or lizzards riding green bikes that pedal to the metal when you drop some quid in their jar and make awful squeeking sounds. It was a great day (meaning the sun pop through the grey clouds at times) so we paid £15 for a "flight." It was a fun 20 minute ride with a great view of the city. We then crossed Westmister bridge and walked up the Thames along the Embankment. Our goal was to hit the Portobello Market, but we didn't get there in time and the Blackbriar area was deserted. Then we quickly walked up ghost-like streets to a tube station and came home where I made some scrambled eggs, bagles, and toasted PBJ's for dinner.

Today I went to Harrods with one of my flatmates. After being blasted by perfumed, eyed by the plethora of security guards, and browsing the luxury goods, I decided that I did not want to pay £2750 pounds for the hot red, tight fitting leather jacket that looked like it came out of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. It was fun to browse, at least. Mohamed al-Fayed has a wax statue of himself in there as well...not worth getting a picture with, though. We then navigated our way on the tube to Camden Town, the exact opposite of Harrods. Hole-in-the-wall shops line the narrow, cobble-stoned alleyways and are packed with vintage clothing, handmade crafts, punk/goth clothing, indian, japanese, chinese...you name it, its there. It's like Canal street in NYC, but less sketchy and a helluva lot more hip. I spent a total of £30 on a vintage track jacket, polo, and shoulder bag - haggled a bit too! I'll be back there for sure to ensure that I blend in with the incredibly hip Londoners. Some random guy singled us out and offered us some weed as well...I guess we really do stand out. At least I know its not my shoes.