| Aug. 3rd, 2004 @ 12:43 am the big smoke! |
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Time for another recap of another weekend spent in that great big old city I like to call London.
On Friday, I went back into London and meet up with the Brother, the Canadian, the Brazillian, and Sam. We had a bunch of drinks in the Angel/Islington area. For those of you over seas, that part of London is rather rich but still sort of stylish and trendy.Its where the really succsesful people in the media eventually go and live. Or, its in that nice and friendly part of London you always see in movies like 'about a boy'. I wasn't planning on going out afterwards, cause as we all know the dilletante life style has in-frequent influxes of cash, unless of course you are a proper trust-afarian, but I'm not one, so instead I dabbled in being a completely leech and borrowed money off the candian instead( thanks again by the way, I will get it back to you soon). So we eventually, made it to Sam's place and then eventually made it down, once again, to plastic people. Now I do like the place a lot but it was the fourth time in the same number of weeks and I have to give that place a break. Though Erol Alkan and one of the brothers in Too Many Dj's showed up at the end. Which always satisfies that desire to see semi-famous people. Left the club, took a cab home by myself and had a lovely chat with a London born and raised cabbie about the 'Yanks' and why we love London.
Saturday, Gabe and Germaine came back to town and that was brillant good fun. Meet them in Hackeny, cause they were staying with Germaines German Friend Malta, who is quite a riot. Started drinking, went to Shoredtitch and saw Clinic play a free show. Who were great by the way. We drank pretty much the entire time.Once the show was over, we decided to buy some beers, and since you can legally drink outdoors in this country. We went and drank for a bit in Hoxton square. Which happened to have a shakespear performance of some kind going on, but the best part was that the people on stage were all young, good looking hipster types. Which made it that much more amusing. We eventually made our way over to another park, where we drank some more, smoked, and the Canadian came and joined us, so we drank some more. Eventually, after a lot of walking around, we decided to go back to Maltas, and by walking around I mean standing on corners trying to decided what to do, with no one making a clear choice.
Go back to Maltas, buy junk food along the way. We decide to watch a movie. We also decide to smoke more. Now this causes just about everyone to pass out. I eventually made my way to the fouton in Maltas living room, but not before having to hold back a number of near-vomit gags. I ran to the bathroom but luckily nothing came out in the end. Passed on the fouton and then we all woke up the next day a lil smelly and a lil smoky( The Candian left in the night from what I recall).
Now, I hadn't planned on sleeping at Maltas, so I had no change of clothes and no tooth brush. I slept in my jeans, though I did find time to take off my shirt before I totally passed out.
So everyone else cleans up, I chain smoke some morning cigs and drink some coffee and then we head off to Spitlefeilds market. Which is quite a famous market for up and coming fashion designers and other 'cool' thngs. Now, again, I stink and don't get a chance to change clothes until eight that night. We eventually leave the market and head into central London. Germaine checks out the mass consumerism of Oxford Street and Topshop. I took Gabe record shopping and he bought some sweet clothes at this Army Surplus store we found. And Malta wandered over to a large pride party that was going on in Soho. Where, I happened to see a tall older man walking down the street in what looked like a very expensive black bikini. His pubes were sticking way out. He should have probably waxed.
Eventually we went to a Samuel Smith pub, which is always dirt cheap. And then it was a quick smoke, another bar in Shoreditch and I barely made the train back to Guildford. Thanks to another tube delay.
It was honestly great seeing Gabe and Germaine. Made me miss Madison and all those kids a bit. But I am bound to see them again.
after reading this I can't help but wonder if I don't drink a bit much on the weekends. Oh well...when in Rome. |
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