POUND-LAND.

Whelp, I went to europe. It was a blast.

Accompanying me was my wonderful roommate Liz and my best friend Amanda. There were just so many adventures I don't know where to start.

Okay, well London.

So we stayed with Kate Winslet's cousin. Crazy, right? Not that we met Kate or anything, but the fact that we stayed with her cousin in London. But Georgie was awesome. Super hospitable, and we didn't mind it a bit that we pretty much had our own flat (two bedrooms - one bath, for the three of us).

How cutie is this?
The stairwell. So many floors.

Shopping in London was off the charts. Pretty much for three days we shopped (didn't buy anything really, but pretended like we could). Even still, I came to Europe with like one pair of shorts and a billion dresses. What was I thinking? So of course we went to FCUK and I bought a pair of super comfy 20 pound jeans and a 15 pound shirt (I kind of regret the shirt now, it's kind of a retro 80's shirt. I guess I make silly decisions in London.)

Following all the shopping and pub going (coke, I drank coke), Liz and I took off to visit Staci in Cardiff. Randommm.

Liz and I in the high speed train to Cardiff!
(Cathays central station really)

Of course we get to Wales and its downpouring. Seriously, like crazy downpouring. We finally find a train to get on to get to the right station to find Staci's study abroad house. Once we get off there, we must maneuver in the rain to her house on like dogwood street or something. Thankfully I had my trust iPhone. LOVESS IT. Never go anywhere without it. And when I do, I feel naked. So so naked.

The weekend was full of walking. We do that a lot. I hear it's healthy.

But of course we went to PRIMARK. The Wonderland of all stores. It's like Forever 21 x 300, + some crazy ladies who scream over clothing, + some more girls who change in the middle of the store cause it takes 45 minutes to get a fitting room = Primark.

Now this is the London Primark. Imagine ALL those people IN the store. x50.

You may wonder why we put ourselves through this mayhem... simply put, the prices ROCK. Seriously. One Pound for a cutie pair of barrettes, or a cutie tank top, 7 pounds for a pair of sweet skinny jeans. Yeah all the stuff is mediocre, but who needs to spend loads of money when they can get a bunch of junk for supahhh cheap? (uhh that is kind of not me, don't judge, I just shop).

Sooo, uhhh, yeah, we got back from Wales and hit up BATH and SALISBURY. They rocked life. They didn't even know it. In Bath, we went to the roman baths. Those ROCKED. We drank mineral water and it was sick. Like sick water you don't want to drink. It was also warm, so it was even grosser. The guy next to us gulped it down. He must think it heals. Icky.

In Salisbury we were bored. We found a cute little Bakery and bought an adorable little orange chocolate thing and shared it in this cutie-patootie parkeydoodle we found. We ate and lounged, and sun-bathed until our train was to depart.



OUR RETURNAGE TO LONDONLAND.

We went back to London and that night Georgie, Amanda (Pandereyes) and I hit up the boogaloo pub. It was a cutie little pub. I also had the wonderful opportunity to eat a not for girls bar. It is soo lame. Just giant things of chocolate. Men are loco.

Elisa arrived from France on Tuesday. THAT ROCKED. YES. So our trio became a... quattro? Like the schick. Yikes. Razers hurt.

Anywho. We did all the touristy stuff on Tues/Wednes/Thurs. That was loads of fun. We took loads of pictures. Look at my FB if you want to see all uh dem.

I don't know what totally happened but Amanda may or may not have pee'd her pants in Camdon Town. Just Sayin'.

Ps. I love digestives.
Pps. They rock.
Ppps. I'm moving to London in Fall 2011.
Pppps. If you have an english accent - look me up.
Ppppps. I love shopping.