This weekend my boyfriend and I visited London, partly for a holiday but also because I had my first audition for Drama school. So as I write this I am sat in a coffee shop on Euston station while we wait for our train home.
Thursday evening was spent traveling up (and panicking briefly over late taxis and forgotten lunch) and then Friday morning I abandoned my boyfriend at the station (leaving him to get lost ; which he denies adamantly,) so I could go to my audition. After dragging him out of bed 6:30 in the morning, of course.
Once finished and I had changed out of my all black ensemble, (into yet another black ensemble, my creativity astounds) swapping the required trousers out for a slightly more fashionable skirt. We headed out for Westfield’s shopping Mall, where we went in all the shops we couldn’t afford (window shopping has never been more appropriate).
Eventually after many heartbreaking experiences (even in the high street shops) we went to grab some food since neither of us had eaten since breakfast (at 7am, it was by then 3pm) after a quick view of the food court and astonishingly deciding we didn’t want Burger King we arrived at the Gourmet Burger Kitchen.
If you haven’t already been to this restaurant go. No seriously open a new tab and find the one closest to you and go. The food was awesome! It was so good, I can’t quite find the words to describe it. I had a Camembert and Cranberry Chicken burger and my boyfriend had that days special that I forgot (as usual) the name off. But he thoroughly enjoyed it and couldn’t even finish it surprisingly; although having a Peanut butter milkshake probably didn’t help; (even more surprising was the fact that I managed all of mine and he didn’t.) We also enjoyed a side of Sweet Potato fries, I’ve seen a lot of people rave about them, now I understand the hype. They went really well with our burgers and I think (please don’t judge) I prefer them to normal chips/fries.
Rather than having desert once we’d finished our wander around we stopped at a soft pretzel stand and got cinnamon and sugar pretzel to take back to the hotel for later (we were both far to full to eat it there and then) but I insisted of getting one because it reminded me of a family trip to America where 13 year old me decided that I could have one for my dinner and nothing else.
Even with all the above heartbreaking shop experiences (along with me avoiding ALL make up shops) not all was a loss, we went into the Pandora shop and together chose a new bead for bracelet.
We decided on this silver one shaped as a cat. Most of the beads I already have are silver so I thought I’d stick to that and also (however much he denies it) my boyfriend is obsessed with cats, and at times I’m sure he was a cat in a past life the way he acts.
Saturday we got up much later and packed up our things and left the the hotel and after leaving our suitcase at left luggage headed out for our day around 12. First stop was Forbidden Planet, as I may have hinted in previous blogs, I’m a little bit of a nerd, ( well little bit is an under statement really) so I loved going in here. Having had a look round on the top floor at all the replicas of different Harry Potter wands and then having to drag myself from River Songs sonic screwdriver we headed downstairs. Here I had to control myself even more than yesterday when I found a beautiful book of the classic Disney films concept art but at £45 I couldn’t quite justify it, and also getting it home on the train would have been a nightmare.
Unable to leave empty handed I decided on a BBC book about Doctor Who titled ‘The Doctor His Life And Times’ I’ve not read much yet but I can see its going to be really funny, it’s not a book about the actors who played the Doctor, but it’s about the character himself. Using different things such as interviews, diary entry’s and news paper articles to gather the story’s about each regeneration.
Once again we had a late lunch this time at an Italian Strada in Covent Garden. This time we opted for the same thing a pasta dish ‘Strozzapreti Luganega’
Luganega sausage, salty pancetta bacon and wilted spinach, on hand twisted strozzapreti pasta, with chili butter and hard cheese.
It was really good pasta and we both really enjoyed it. The portions were large so we just had the pasta and a drink each.
One of the main places we wanted to go was Carnaby street, so with the ‘trusty’ sat nav in hand, my boy friend lead us off into Soho. About 20 minutes later we realised, (and once again he will deny everything) he had gotten us lost since it was trying to take us back to Forbidden Planet rather than where we wanted to go. I couldn’t say it was all a loss though, our wander took us past some interesting sights.
So with the correct destination imputed we once again set off and shortly found ourselves at our desired location. Then we were on a coat search for him, after finding the ‘perfect’ coat in the Ben Sherman sale and them not having the correct size he finally found one in Vans that was the right size and what he was looking.
By now we were getting a bit tired so after one last stop in Boots so I could pick up some new brushes, after being totally confused by the MAC shop we headed over to Euston station to reclaim our bag and wait for our train.
Which is where you find me now with a cup of peppermint tea writing my account of this weekend with at least another hour to wait before our train arrives. The likely hood is that this will go up tomorrow though when I have a more reliable Internet source.
So I shall leave you now and I shall see you later on in the week. Most likely with the next post for the #2014blogger challenge,
See you then.