I’m not quite sure how to describe the past few weeks. It’s
been a blur of illness, clients and chaos. Through the madness, I’ve made an effort; I suppose I should
say that my friends have made an effort, to make sure I had some stress free
fun.
First, my wonderful flatmate, Veronica, had a “Happy
Birthday” banner hanging in the kitchen, when I arrived back in London. This
was accompanied by a chocolate cake, with a champagne bottle candle, and a
watch locket necklace she found for me in Camden.
She, some friends and I tucked in, the proper way. No knife
required.
Then, I requested she throw some dye on my hair again
(we do this when I’m bored). She went above and beyond, providing me with a
relaxing oasis, complete with fresh flowers, champagne service, and early 2000s
tv shows (the kind I longed to watch in middle school, so I would know what all
my classmates were talking about). Specifically, we watched The OC. I know, I
know, but it was a big deal back in the day. Anyway, I digress.
Most recently, on Saturday, I went for an afternoon on the
town with Abigail. We met at Charing Cross, and checked out the ticket stalls,
to determine what to do. We were about £10 away from seeing Shrek the Musical.
However, the price was a bit too steep for an afternoon of ironic musical attendance.
Instead, we landed on the matinee showing of Seven Psychopaths. We were just in
time, riding the endless escalators to the top floor of the cinema. We entered
the pitch black theatre, quickly realizing that we were the only people inside.
I got excited! I had not been alone in a theatre since seeing Alien vs.
Predator II, in high school, with Kelly. We took full advantage, running around
the theatre and trying to pop up behind each other to make the suspenseful
parts more interesting. However, on this
afternoon, the trailer for Jack Frost seemed to be running awfully long… oh
wait. We are watching Jack Frost (this year’s Christmas movie for children).
Are we in the right theatre? Yeah, we are. It’s just an hour before our show.
Laughing uncontrollably, we quickly finished our breezers
and fell giggling out of the theatre (not before I tried to throw my empty
bottle in a bin, which turned out to be a folded chair - It was REALLY dark).
We had an hour to kill, so we ended up at a Mexican Restaurant a few blocks
away.
After catching up over some delicious snacks, we made our
way back to the cinema and saw the proper movie at the proper time. I really
enjoyed the film. It was witty, funny and brutally honest.
Abigail had made reservations at Inamo, a Japanese
restaurant with an emphasis on the use of technology to enhance the dining
experience. The tables were white squares, with touchpads in the right corners.
All of the ordering was done on the table, as well as any service requests,
like asking for the bill. In addition, we were able to personalize the
“tablecloth”, due to an overhead projector, specific to our table. It was a unique experience and the food was
good. We both enjoyed ourselves.
Currently, I am just trying to get through this week,
because **drum roll** The McGarrys will be in London a week from today! I am so
excited; I have literally been jumping around in all waking hours, since I
found out, last night. It is going to be
fabulous!
The city has slowed to a crawl, due to the “heavy” snowfall
here. However, I am loving the weather. The view out my window reminds me of
home.
Edit:
This is a photo album I just found of my campus in the snow.
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