Our second to last day in London or more positively, our first full day in London. The day started out slow and we didnt make it out the door until late. I guess we were feeling the burnt out section of the trip. Regardless, I was happy to be in London.
Anyway, I thought we should go to Abby Road, so we took the tube to St. Johns Wood and walked to Abby Studio. I dont think Jen was too impressed and got a picture of the road for her mom. But she refused to do the in-famous walking picture that everyone does. I opted out of the picture just because Ive had several. But, I think Jen missed out. We got back in the tube and headed to Edgeware Road because I know the market there is kinda low-key, and we wanted a market. During the trek I walked by the theater we use to have class in which isnt interesting to anyone. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I dont know why I tried to open the door, I didnt really want in. There was nothing of use inside for me nor Jen. But I tried the door, and some guy came out to talk to us. He told us that no shows were occurring until school was in session, but he insisted that we check the website for when the shows do come to the theater. He then brought us inside I tried hard to find a slip of paper with the website listed. It almost became awkward. We just wanted to leave. So we finally did after some lady began telling us what was going on after September.
So anyway, when we left the Cockpit Theater: it as time to meet Rachel and Jordan atCovent Gardens. We basically went to the Covent Gardens stop and chilled outside the station until they arrived. It seemed to be a popular meeting spot because there was a ton of people waiting for something. Either they had friends too, or they were waiting for the arrival of someone important, like Christ. But I never found out because Rachel and Jordan arrived and we had to leave fast. We found this underground pub that sold pizza. This is where we ate. They stuck us in the corner booth, probably to keep us away from the regular people. They were sitting at regular tables. We sat right under a skylight, which Rachel commented about it being a breeding ground for perverts. I kind of had to agree. It was a sidewalk skylight.
Anyway, we ate pizza and then went to Hagan-Daz in Leicester Square. Then we had to depart.
After this, I forgot what happened. I am thinking we went back to the hostel. You see, the previous day an Italian guy had offered to cook us a meal. So we got there and waiting patiently until he arrived, but he wasnt there at 8 so we got something to eat at my favorite kebab place. When we got back the Italians had arrived and cooked a great meal. So I felt bad that we didnt wait longer. But they still wanted to go out that night. I was all over that. I love to drink. Not a lot. I dont think Im an alcoholic. But I also dont think Im addicted to caffeine. You be the judge on all of that.
So that night we went into Piccadilly. Jen stayed at home. Fortunetly it was raining. I was really looking forward to walking around the entire city of London looking for a place to drink while it was raining. The problem was it was after 11pm, which meant a lot of places have ceased serving alcohol. I directed the group of us to the Walkabout, which we spent some time just hanging out and people watching. We then took the night bus back to the hostel. I slept.
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