London con't

So apparently I am not allowed to access my blog website from my hostel due to 'unsavoury content'. I really don't think that I write anything scandalous... actually on that note can I just say - the men in London are damn hot!! All the ladies should make their way over here ASAP (especially you Eves). It seems my hostel is within walking distance of the working area of town - it is crawling with tall, dark and handsome men in suits (did I mention I have a weakness for guys in suits?? damn.)

Hmm, anyway... so otherwise London is absolutely lovely. I keep either singing 'A Foggy Day in Londontown' or 'London Bridge is Falling Down' as I walk around (Loser? Yes.) I went for a very long walk last evening/night and the most notable event was my visit on the London Eye which would have been very enjoyable had it not contained a nursing mother the ENTIRE TIME. I had to keep looking on way in order to not be a pervert. Therefore I have a LOT of pictures of the East side of the city, and missing the rest of the 360 view. I walked along the Thames for quite some time, and apparently almost bumped into some British celebrity but I have no idea who. I got back later at night, and met my two Aussie roomies (who I suspect may be a lesbian couple, but I really don't know - wishful thinking?) who are awesome.

This morning woke up a little late, but managed to see Tower Bridge and the Tower, Buckingham Palace and the surrounding park (layed on the grass for a while, heavenly) and walk up through Oxford and Piccadilly Cricus, the British Museum and then to meet Sam at Covent Garden. Overall, I absolutely adore London but I can definitely get the sense that people are very class-oriented here. I was wearing my short shorts, which would not be looked at twice in TO, but as I was walking through Regent Sts and around the expensive stores I was getting stared down unkindly. Note to seld - wear nice pants next time. I think my favourite part of London is Soho, where it's much more chill and 'hip' than anything I've seen - kinda reminded me of the Latin Quarters in Paris.

I met with Sam in the afternoon, and she finished her last essay of the year (yay!) after I distracted her from it all weekend. We were on a mission to find skinny jeans and nice flats, and I'm happy to say we were both successful and then some. We finished off by going for dinner in an amazing pub called Churchill Arms in Notting Hill, which actually looks like a fish and chips pub but ended up serving delicious Thai food. Great night!!

Tomorrow I am getting up damn early to make sure I can hit up Bath before I head to Cardiff to party with Adam - university styles. Very exciting!

On a side note, I would just like to remind anyone visiting here that it is damn expensive in the UK - I keep forgetting that to convert you have to double the amount of pounds you're spending, and it hurts everytime.

Cheerio! (Trying to be more English)