Random Friday Out

For starters, please note the new picture of the cute couple.

Last night, for the first time in a while, we had no plans to do nuthin with nobody. So, we decided to just hop on a tube, and see what we found. We decided to head into Covent Garden, get some food and some drink.

Another great thing about London is that it is a little disorienting about what time it is. Since we've been here we probably eat dinner between 8 and 9. So, we walk to the tube (Katherine hobbling due to boot camp ;), transfer once, and pop up to the surface. And now we need to figure out where to eat. So we walk, and we walk (cause of course we haven't pre-planned), and we walk some more. To expensive, to cheap!, not indian tonight, that place looks good but it's packed and we can't get in :( We're now desperate, it's 1030 and we haven't eaten, and pubs start closing in a 1/2 hour! So we finally settled on this place. And that's all I've got to say about that. In case you were wondering, I had the shepards pie.

Then we thought, well what's next. We went bar looking, and ended up all the way...next door. Had a pint, and then it's midnight and the lights go up, never a good sign if you want to have another drink, but has some entertainment value. The look of suprise you see on people's faces (that's what you look like), priceless.

So then we left, what to do, what to do. The answer of course, was bust a move! So we decided to go to a club, cause that's so typical of us. We went to one that I abandoned my brother at when he was out here, Verve, and got our swerve on to purely US hip-hop, like a little of this, and a little of that, and a 10 dollar bill make noise. It's great being in a place where you're amongst the better dancers...I think that one thing the English don't tend to bring to the table is an amazing dancing ability. Katherine showed them how it's done.

After this glamour evening, the question is what's next? And the answer of course, is ice cream. Yum. But after that, seriously, how do we get home (tube's shut down at 1230, taxi's are very expensive, so...the bus! It was very strange. We don't ride the bus much anyway, maybe 3 times since we've been here, so it's a totally different scene. But for £1, and 45 minutes of our lives, we got dropped off 100 yards from our house (vs. the 1/2 mile to the tube). Good stuff.

So really, a post about nothing. I guess just trying to give a tiny view into our lives, on the non-exciting stuff. The great thing about the blog, sort of like reality TV, is that you got to take a week's worth of living and talk about three hours worth of doing. So this my friends that make it to the end, is what we do on those other parts of days that don't get blogged about. If you tune in tomorrow you might here about how we cleaned the flat and walked a mile round trip for groceries, if you're lucky.