1.1.2012
The morning after the birthday of the universe was laaazy. We took it easy, chilling and chatting in bed. Being split in to various small groups we met up later on at a pub where Jonas, J-Lo and Espen were eating at.
With no plans for the evening us girls decided to head out to check out if there were any cheap musical tickets. January 1st is probably the only day of the year when exactly 0 musicals are on.
We ended up going to Karen and my favorite arcade at Leicester square. X-Quaker. 10p game.
As you can see from everyone's faces this is serious business! Tina, Vendela and Ansku understood immediately how it was to love 10p machines. For us girls arcades pretty much became the thing of the whole London stay. Whenever we saw an arcade with 10p machines...yep. We were in. And let me tell you, it is not impossible to stand still playing X-Quacker for an hour and walking out of the arcade with £15 less than when entering. You can ask Karen for more details on how to become a 10p machine pro. And to continue on that...yes, we know it is impossible to ever win in those machines. Even if you do win that 50 or what ever p, it's not like you're going to walk out of the arcade with your pocket full of 10p's now is it?
We had to come up with something to do for the evening as Karen had already lost all of her money at the arcade. This guy approached us advertising a comedy show. PERFECT!
The guy took us to the hotel the show was at and gave us a 50% discount on the tickets. We called the guys to tell we'd decided the event for the evening.
It was such a tactical move to seat our 9 headed gang on the second row of the theatre. With the 1st row being empty you can guess what that made us then?
Practically it meant me being the blond Scandinavian girl who 'probably performs in those Swedish +18 films' and 'wants to become an instrument as her profession'.
The lead comedian was amazing, and the final two (who thankfully only performed half an hour in total) were amazingly terrible.
The American audience was made fun of quite harshly. I did laugh.
The girls sitting next to me got picked on quite bad, too. Had just broken up with their boyfriends, and probably weren't prepared to be picked on about it. I did laugh.
You have to be prepared for anything when you come to a comedy show.
The best part, though, was when a guy behind us got picked on and he just did not understand anything. His brain was seriously having a thin time as he tried to comeback the comedian with little luck. I did laugh a lot.
Food and time to go home. Via the lost child point.
2.1.2012
Lovely weather and walking to Oxford Street from my house.
Karen and I had had a plan of just spending one day sitting around in different cafes of London.
Well, it nearly happened. We sat at Starbucks for a few hours.
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| Starbucks is also a home for some. |
Later Ingar joined our girls moment. But I guessed he fit in well in the end after lending my hair band?
Hunger attack.
Some having been craving for sushi for ages, when at the same time half the gang wanted anything else than the Japanese treat.
We were walking around Piccadilly Circus trying to think of a good place to eat. None of us being London restaurant specialists. We spotted an Italian, Bella Italia or so, and as we walked that way a fish restaurant serving sushi suddenly appeared on our right. Perfection.
Something for everyone (Tina and Vendela on their own journey).
Amazing sushi. Ellu, I'm taking you there next weekend!
Back home to quickly change clothes, and back to meet up with Vendela and Tina in town. Girls on their own pub crawl and guys on theirs.
Ours was actually an arcade+pub crawl.
Crazy night. A lot happened. A lot could have had not happened (goodbye Karen's phone).
But I would say an amazing night. I had so much fun.
We ended up at an American diner styled bar on Covent Garden. Not the best, not the most people, but at least I had fun!
Again a night that made me miss our Haarlem exchange family.
How to end a great night? Take the wrong bus home on purpose and talk about your own business very loud including the strangers on the bus. Laugh and enjoy the bus ride. Get off the bus just on time and wait for the right bus to take you home. Love life and thank + be lucky that the people on the bus happened to have a great sense of humor.
<3
L
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