... falling down, falling down

Portobello Road















This gentleman hit on me while I was looking through the lens at houses down the street. haha how creepy. just kidding. He was funny. I didn't know he was there until after Narae took the picture







big ben and a wall of Parliament.


London Bridge is falling down.. my fair lady ~

yall know that the bridge is still standing. But speaking of falling down, I turned to walk up a flight of 3 stairs today but the first step was much higher than I had expected, so I completely tripped up the stairs. It was embarassing, bu even more so it hurt. Some nice British business lady was all concerned and made sure that I was okay, which was really nice. But it still hurt.


So -- I decided on Sunday night that I was going to take a trip to London and see Narae. So I bought a last minute ticket and got here on Wednesday evening. It stinks because she has classes and it's the beginning of crazy midterm time, but it's my fault that I just imposed myself on her like that. Oh well. I got to go around the city a lot by myself, which I really liked.

I flew into Stansted and took the train to Liverpool Station, where my highschool friend Sam met me. We live 3 minutes from each other at home, but I haven't seen her for about 2-3 years anyway. Since high school. But we walked around and caught up, and ate McDonald's for the first time in a while for both of us. Then she took me to Narae's place, but she wasn't back yet, and so we dropped my stuff off and went to Parliament/Westminster and the Thames. It was so pretty.. The architecture in itself is astounding, but the lighting just made it so beautiful. Yea- it goes without saying that I took mad pictures. She dropped me back off at Narae's, where I waited for like 2 hours for the girl. Turns out that she couldn't make it back because the night buses weren't running- so she got her roommate to pick me up and I slept in Narae's bed. all alone. hahaha

Thursday, I got dressed and set out for Oxford Street. My intentions were to go down there, Regent Street, Piccadilly Circus, and end up at the National Gallery. And that's just what I did. But going down Oxford Street, some police guy started talking to me. And he kept walking with me and it didn't seem like he was going to go away, so I said I was going to head into the department store to look around, goodday. I was kind of weirded out, but kind of happy because he was so nice to me. Friendly people make the world go round. I eventually got to the National Gallery but I had lunch before I went in. Some tiny hole in the wall cafe, where I got a toasted avocado and bacon sandwich on brown bread with some mayonnaise. OMG. It was one of the most delicious things I've ever had. Maybe because I ate it with a fork and knife, or maybe i was the raspberry cranberry Snapple. But it was soo good. And I sat with this older British lady who spoke so softly that I had to chew slowly as so I could hear her better. She loves art and just talked about what I should see when I got into the Gallery.

Alright this is involving too much organization and thinking so I'll just do this the way I used to do my xanga.


Friday Lunch in a church courtyard. tripped and fell on my face in another church courtyard. St. Paul's Cathedral. so beautiful I couldn't do anything else but stare for a while. and by a while I mean about 2 hours. Crossed the pedestrian Millennium Bridge to see Tate Modern. saw the famous lobsteronaphone thing and that artistdude's fesces in a tin. confirmed that modern art is not my thing. Dinner with a high school friend. Saturday Met one of my longlost best friends from elementary school for breakfast in Kensington. she took me to Buckingham Palace and Platform 9 and 3/4. it was pretty anticlimactic. but I did get to see some little boy seriously try to run through the wall. Walked around Portobello Road with Binnarae. Went to Westminster Abbey last minute to go through the cloisters. Dinner with Young and her friends at Covent Garden. Ice cream in some plaza, where I gave away a dollar to a couple who didn't have enough money for their gelatos. i like that i helped them eat icecream. Sheesha and chicken shwarma- we looked so random in the all-middleeastern cafe. Sunday Definitely got confused about what to do about daylightsavingtime and the time difference between Denmark and the UK and telling 24-hour time. definitely woke up when my plane left. Definitely missed the grace-period for another flight by 9 freaking minutes. definitely almost cried in front of the girl with bad eye-makeup. Definitely waited in the airport for 4 hours for the next flight, fell asleep in the waiting area sprawled out, and had a nice flight nonetheless. definitely appreciate Copenhagen more, which is good.

The closest I'll ever get to Princes William and Harry. I touched the guard's sleeve omg. The crowd laughed at my face while I took this picture





definitely a beautiful city, London is. Definitely one of the most unplanned and expensive weekends of my entire 21 years of living.

1. Do these paintings look familiar? My only illegal photograph at the National Gallery 2. This dude was listening to Michael Jackson and singing along to it as he danced. He reminded me of Twannie Twan Twan. But Twan can sing. and he can dance. This dude cannot do either.. and the girl in red was singing opera. It was pretty funny seeing the two of them together. 3. This is where the Brit policeman started talking to me. I stopped to take the picture of Laura Ashley, which my mom dressed us in all the time, and he started out by asking if i was alright. 4. Westminster Abbey Cloisters






My friends think I'm creepy because I like to take pictures of kids. But they're so cute. Like this one watching a procession.



Sam, one of my high school friends.



Reunited with one of my best friends from elementary school. Thanks facebook :)



Madame Edna shooting some commercial.



Us.




I thought of Bryn Mawr. Inside the Tate Modern