London

Yesterday Me, Ambra and Kirsty went to LONDON. We have been way too many times, but each time is hilarious. We went to Covent Garden first, but for some reason we literally looked at it then said:
"Waterstones?"

And off we trotted to my FAVOURITE Waterstones (the only shop that I know of in England to sell my all time favourite magazine NYLON). After purchasing my mag, we went upstairs to Costa, nicked some seats from these old people and ordered some mighty fine ham and cheese paninis. Being England, June weather turned out to be grey and rainy but it got a lot better in the afternoon.

The rain did not stop us from the breaking the law though, so that's all good...

Ok, I say breaking the law but I think it didn't really matter that we scooted our way through these gates that police people had put up. Everyone was doing it. We just wanted to see ole Queenie (again).

We meandered around the outside of Buckingham Palace ["It's not much, but it's home."] for a while trying to figure out why there were so many flags up and gates in place. We saw lots of (much to Kirsty's delight) soldiers walking around outside the gates, but we never found out why there seemed to be extra protection and flag-age around the palace {even though Ambra and Kirsty forced me to ask the ice cream lady, to which she replied "Idno" and shrugged.}.

We lazed around St James park eating icecream, cookies and practicing our moonwalks for a while. After looking at Kirsty's infamous map we debated going to China town, but - alas - Ambra was not impressed with that idea so we instead went to PLATFORM 9 AND 3/4. For those of you not living on this planet, Kirsty is a HUGEEEEE Harry Potter (or namely Ron Weasley) fan and so she had experience on getting us there.

We were pretty darn exhausted after that, and so we made our way (s-l-o-w-l-y due to arriving at Barking Docks for some strange reason) home.

After munching on a salmon bagel and watching 8 out of 10 cats, Kirsty arrived and we looked at photos and watched home videos of when we both had WAY TOO THICK FRINGES. Ahhh, the good old days...