Instant classic
Anyways, our ultimate destination was the Hotel at Leicester Square where we made a 4:30 reservation for tea. Needless to say, we had quite a lovely experience sipping on Earl Grey and enjoying our three tiers of treats: first tier is always "savoury" little sandwiches, second tier is scones and a small dish of clotted cream and jam to spread, and the top tier is an assortment of desserts.
Tea time!
Our gracious London hostess
Boysenberry mini cake
After our lovely tea experience, we stopped at a supermarket to get salad materials to round out the rest of our meal. Annabelle lives in a flat with a communal kitchen, but there are limited supplies of plates, bowls, etc. We got resourceful and made our salad in a pasta pot so we could mix all the ingredients together, and it was delicious. And so much cheaper than getting a salad at a restaurant or purchasing pre-made food elsewhere.
Chef Annabelle
YUM.
Of course, our final destination of the evening was Fabric, one of London's most popular nightclubs. It was fun, but I'm really not into the hardcore Eurotrance/dubstep style of music; I'd rather go somewhere where I can sing and dance to songs that I know instead of awkwardly swaying to blasting loud, repetitive beats. It was still a good time though, just not my ideal setting. And in all honesty, I can't complain. I got to get dressed up with Annabelle, Johanna, and two of Annabelle's good friends from Princeton who are also studying here, have drinks, and dance a bit. I couldn't ask for more.
Alexa the cutie
Annabelle, Alexa, Johanna, me, Bo-Won
Today, Sunday, we've just spent hanging out here in Café Nero doing homework. Oddly enough, I actually have work to do this weekend, so I've been writing for a few hours now. This is my break time when I get to write in English and chuckle at the miserably white Facebook pictures of the pre-Halloween blizzard in New England.