Hi my hot cute girly and boy geeks of course. I’ve been neglecting you all big time these last couple of weeks. Hopefully April will be a bit quieter and more time for my blogging. I went to London last weekend and here is my review, sort of. And also, as a bonus, 2 vlogs!!!
Friday morning 4.45 AM. Woke up terrible late, overslept big time, so it was a rush to pack the last things in my bright pinks suitcase (sorry, it was a gift) and get in the car on time to leave for Rotterdam where the busses would be waiting. (It was organized from work and I played tour guide for the weekend) Because I was one of the ‘guides’ I needed to be there a bit earlier than the rest of my colleagues to make sure everything went well and pack stuff into the bus. Finally, around 07.00 AM we left for Calais where we would be boarded on the train (I hate those things, I’m claustrophobic) On the way, me and my fellow tour guide colleague where busy pouring coffee and tea, handing out sweats, joking with the bus driver and inside the train, playing cheezy bingo, with prizes nobody actually wants to have.
We made it to the UK and I send a message to a friend of mine, working at Harrods, if he would be working that afternoon. Boy was he surprised that I was coming to London! (A good surprise). So we made our way to the hotel at Ealing Common (also known as, fuck that’s a long way from the rest of London) and after a quick check-in, some freshen up, the bus dropped us of at Harrods. And I got to see and hug Dani again! After chatting with him he had to get back to work and I went on a major shopping spree at Forbidden Planet. I bought such awesome goodies (check vlog part 1 for details). Feeling a bit peckish, boyfriend and I made our way to Sheppard’s Bush to eat an amazing burger at Byron’s. I knew the place from last year (Dani introduced me) and it was as good as I remembered.
And after dinner we made our way back to the hotel, because of the lovely weather (snow, cold, windy) and us waiting about 15 minutes on a deserted platform, it wasn’t that great.
Saturday morning, enjoying a lovely English breakfast (just toast scrambled eggs, bacon and a proper cup of tea) and quickly in the bus to go on a guided tour (not by me this time) trough London and its famous sites. It was boyfriend’s first time in London and I decided to tag along. The tour was funny and informative, only downside we didn’t get to take as much pictures as we wanted. We went to see Buckingham Palace (remember when the Titanic almost crashed it) 10 Downing street (remember the Slitheen) the Tower (I wonder if UNIT also works during the weekend) and much, much more.
Seeing as we wouldn’t be going to Covent Garden on Sunday morning, we decided to go after the tour. Some other colleagues wanted to come as well and I felt like a proper tour guide, since I knew how to get there. (Please, don’t forget to tip your guide). After I showed my colleagues how to get there I went on the hunt for the guy who sells the Doctor Who merchandise, only to find his regular spot empty. I asked one of the other vendors and he doesn’t sell on the weekends. We decided to buy tickets first for We Will Rock You on Leister square and then go to the shop, only a short ten minute walk from Leister square.
And I bought some awesome goodies as well form the stamp shop. I even got some free merchandise because I mentioned having a screening party when the new Doctor Who episode airs this Saturday. (See vid for the goodies I bought).
Next stop St. Barts. For the Sherlock lovers you know the hospital from the scene where Sherlock plummets to his death. Oh all the feels seeing that spot. There is a red telephone booth on the corner and Sherlock fans are leaving messages here such as ‘I Believe’ and ‘Moriarty was real’ only it seemed like they just cleaned it. Naturally I left my own message.
On our way to Baker Street we went past the American candy shop. Oh my, it was awesome, but I did manage to contain myself and only bought flipz. Those are chocolate covered pretzels and we used to have them in the Netherlands back in the ’90. I ate bags and bags of that stuff.
To keep in the spirit of Sherlock, we went to the Sherlock museum, which has a significant increase in visitors since the new Sherlock BBC series. We stood about an hour in the freezing wet cold before we could go inside. The museum is designed around the original Arthur Conan Doyle stories, but definitely worth a visit for just 8 pounds. And of course I had to buy some stuff as well. Amongst the things I bought was an awesome book, containing all the original stories. (See my vid as well). After that it was time to go back to Tottenham Court Road for We Will Rock You, with a quick pit stop at BK.
I saw the show for the 5th time. 3 times in the Netherlands and this was the second time in London, but it’s still one of my favourite up beat happy musicals. I even flirted with the Killer Queen during the show, how awesome is that!
And then it was time to go back to the hotel for some much needed shut-eye.
Sunday, after again a marvellous English breakfast it was time to leave the hotel and go to petty coat lane. This market is supposed to have more than 1000 stalls, but due to the weather it was decreased in size. It looked kinda sad really. But I did manage to buy myself a cheesy t-shirt and sweatshirt, as well as a t-shirt for a colleague of mine and some pashmina shawls. I adore those and have them in almost every colour.
A quick stop at Tesco’s to buy lunch (and some more Cadbury eggs, I even managed to get some more colleagues hooked on them) and we went back to the Netherlands. I don’t know why, but going back through the tunnel the second time was more awful then on the way to the UK. My claustrophobia kicked in pretty good, although luckily no panic attack. I managed to contain myself pretty well. We played some more cheesy bingo and eventually ended somewhere in Belgium for dinner.
It wasn’t the best of dinners (give me Byron’s any day) only the dessert was jummy, although I still don’t know what kind of pie I ate. All I know is that it tasted good. After dinner it was time for karaoke. I vetoed this! I hate karaoke, especially when my lovely colleagues try to sing, when they clearly can’t. At the end of the night my ears where ringing. I would have preferred to watch Sherlock, but some colleagues can be very persuasive, unfortunately.
And around 11 pm we were back in Rotterdam. Which left us just to say goodbye to everyone and go home, fix a proper cup of tea and cuddle James.
That was my weekend in London, and I loved every second of it!
Hope you enjoyed my vids and this post.
Love, your own hot cute girly geek, Mendy.