So… we’re tired. Actually as Shaun puts it, “It feels like we have been snowboarding for a few days.” My feet hurt. My shins hurt. My thighs hurt. But we endeavor. We MUST GO ON!
Today was a bit cloudy – which makes it feel like a 45 degree day. When its sunny it actually feels really nice outside. I start sweating walking around London. Although, I do have to admit, all this walking makes me feel like the stereotypical fat American tourist so I really need to get back to the gym when I get back home. Although, I may be stick thin by the time we get home… maybe not with all the food and boozing.
So we met up with Doug and Steph and went to a few art exhibitions today. We went up to a gallery named White Cube Hoxton Square which was actually a pretty cool place. The current showcased artist is named Marcus Harvey and he has done quite a few controversial pieces. It looked cool and all, but nothing can really describe the site of Maggie (a picture/sculpture of Margaret Thatcher made completely of skulls, hands and umm… er… sex toys) or Nike an awesome bronze statue of a giant helmet on guns with wings. Looks PHENOMENAL. We also went to another art gallery and I totally feel like a nub because I cannot for the life of me remember the artist’s name. All I know is it was another controversial artist. This time… pictures of “shit”, dead people, and naked people/sex.
We then walked EVERYWHERE…. and ended up on Brick Lane. This is the area of London that all the hipsters, cool kids, and fashion people hang out. They have one of the only locally owned record stores, clothing stores, vintage stores, and LOTS of graff art EVERYWHERE. I got to see an Obey. Like…. REALLY. I’ve been searching for Banksy everywhere but I cannot for the life of me FIND any. So that was a really awesome area. Got a new hat with netting and feathers. It – looks – HOT (and can be seen in one of my pictures).
After that we went to a mall named Westfield Shopping Center which had Gucci, D&G, etc. We hung out there until we had to go to dinner at a Mexican restaurant named Wahaca which I giggle about the name because its the phonetic “Oaxaca”. It wasn’t bad. A little weird but whatever. Was still very yummy.
Then we went to see the movie Franklyn. Was odd. It wasn’t terrible but meh. After that we hopped onto the bus and headed home. Honestly I’m so happy to be back here and hanging out. Although, so I don’t go mad, I’m going to bed. 🙂
P.S. After hanging out with Brits you start talking like them.