Been a pretty low-key past couple of days. Finally made it to one of the most magical places in all of London… Jermyn Street. I would have spent all day there, but my budgetary limitations would surely have haunted me if I had remained there all day. I can assure you it won’t be the last time I visit though. On Friday night, we made our way to the Aquarium club, where apparently it doesn’t get bumpin’ until around 3:00 AM. Unfortunately, a few friends in the group were out of commission before we even left the flats, and we didn’t realize it until we look over and see one of them putting his/her phone in his/her mouth, turning to us, and flashing a big smile, cellular phone and all. We ended up at a pub just down the street and took the night bus home. The night bus has a terrible reputation of bloodshed. I’ve found that my experiences on the night bus has been fairly tame. However, I’ve heard the stories of tears, vomit, and exchanging of fists. I figure it’s only a matter of time.
We headed to Buckingham Palace on Saturday afternoon. As you’d imagine, very crowded, yet nonetheless fascinating to see up close and personal. We took some photos and I made notes of what I want to see when I go back.
Earlier this afternoon I headed to Clapham South were I joined my cousin (who stayed with us in LaGrange for a night or two or the Thanksgiving break) Claire, her husband Cam, Claire’s father Archie, and Archie’s friend Pat. Claire and Cam have a beautiful flat where they’ve lived for… No more than two years. The meal was wonderful and I’m very glad I was able to meet more family. I’ve yet to do so, but once I get Claire’s brother’s contact information, I’ll see if he’ll be interested in meeting up when I am in Amsterdam next weekend. Granted, I’ll only be there from 8:00 AM on Saturday morning until Saturday evening. I’ve also got the first half of my Scotland trip booked. I’ll be heading up to Inverness on the 20th of February, where I’ll spend two days, and then head back down to Edinburgh for another two days, and then head back to London.
We listen to the radio. It's better than the stereo. 