London Calling

Okay, so I officially now loathe and detest London transport. I am now going to be a full HOUR late because they build the fucking lines so far apart. Did I mention that I was carrying the heaviest suitcase in the world as well as my macbook? And there are just so many damn people who don’t move out the WAY so it takes twice as long to get anywhere. So, missed my first train back and then had to wait haf an hour for the next one, which was late. I spent most of the wait on the phone, however, which made it go quicker. Patience is not my strong point.

It’s the magazine launch tonight and I’m going to be late. Never mind, I’ll just swan in fashionably late. Oh, but wait. You’re forgetting this is me. I’ll probably trip on the stairs on my way in, spill my drink all over someone and then attempt to kiss someone I shouldn’t. Nevertheless, I’m very excited to see the mag, Apparently it’s the best one yet.

Last night was pretty amazing though, to put a positive spin on things. One of the good things about being in London is meeting the girls after work. I’ve really missed living with them. We started at a little bar called ‘Jewel’ Picadilly which was pretty swanky, although there were quite a few old men there who attempted to chat us up and lure us in with wine. It didn’t work – Hayley started talking about her ponies (that don’t exist) and that was kind of the end of the conversation. They were mortgage brokers, though. They even tried to sell us a mortgage. Charming,

We were starving by this point, and having learned my lesson (don’t drink if you haven’t eaten!) we made our way down Regent Street and found this amazing bar that had eastern food and had sheisha’s. Sold! Two bottles of wine and some overpriced but delicious bar snacks later, as well as a cherry-flavoured sheisha, we were suitably fed and watered, and stuck for what to do next. Conveniently, we happened to be next to the Ice bar, which, funnily enough, is made of ice.

We had to wear these thermal coats with fluffy hoods and posed with loads of ice statues (even the bar counter and the walls were made of ice!) It was COLD man. But really, really fun.

Hayley launched herself on some poor unsuspecting boy on the way home, but apart from that the rest of the night was generally uneventful.

I’ve managed to calm down slightly now, so the next mission is to find a friend to have a day of fun with me in London on Monday. Any suggestions?