Sigh... I didn't realize how much I missed London until this weekend - although I didn't have time to think about missing it, given that I had 24 hours to celebrate my return.
This picture (my most favourite) is the perfect image of what the weekend was - passed out but still showing school spirit (on the left) and lookin fly (our actor friend on the right). Sadly, this is the scene at the beginning of the trip, but it was definitely worse on the way home (I almost joined them, and I was driving).
The weekend started off with the football game, which I am proud to say we won, but I didn't make it through - it rained almost the whole time and I got my sick ass frozen to the core up until half-time. After driving some soaking boys and myself back to the apartment, we di dsome shopping and chilled up until we realized we were late getting to the bar at 8pm! The Frog had a 45 minute line-up, which we quickly manoeuvered around by paying the bouncer the equivalent of cover at a Toronto bar, and got in immediately.
The Frog is by far the best bar I have been to, and that includes Toronto bars/clubs as well - it never disappoints. The crowd was great, cheap drinks and more cute guys than I've seen in one night. We kept it a girls night, which was the best - Amal and I partied hard til closing, and got few hours of sleep that night. The next morning, we dragged our hungover bodies to Starbucks, and on the way home hit Barakat's, which completed the customary London weekend - keeping it traditional is comforting.
To sum it up - I saw almost everyone from our graduating class (one friend even flew up from LA just to be there) and London is an amazing place to party it up. Amal and I decided that we are definitely visiting sometime soon again, and embracing the early arrival time, cheap drinks, familiar faces and the one crowded street on the way home from the bar. Thank God we chose Western... who knows what might have happened if we were U of T'ers (no offense lil Deboz)...
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