Yay! I like muffins!
Today I got to see Stephanie, who I had not seen in two and half years,
and despite all the horrible, inconvenient, god-awful feelings I was
having due to my allergies, I had an absoutely wonderful afternoon. As
the tube is a "wanker," as they might say (well, maybe... I don't know
if I can use that in this context, but you get the idea... if I'm
personifying the tube... well, damn it, I'm trying...), on the
weekends, and is often closed in places due to reconstruction, so I had
a few minutes to walk around Covent Garden while I waited for
Stephanie, and her boyfriend Michael, to catch up. There are a LOT of
shops artound Covent Garden, as it turns out, and I looked around
trying to find cheap-ish things I could buy so I won't look like such a
loser in my fashion-less wardrobe walking around lots of really stylish
British girls all the time.
Tower of London!
No luck. BUT, I did discover something
wonderful.... A MEXICAN FOOD RESTAURANT. SERIOUSLY!!! I checked, and
it's really Mexican food, not Spanish food. Burritos, nachos, tostadas,
etc.... I was so happy. I'm going back. Expect a blog ridden with
exclamation points about that day. Then I was kind of getting hungry,
so I went back towards the gardens, and found this really sweet muffin
place! They were fresh, and cheap, and awesome, and I ate one.
Then I found Stephanie and Michael, and we had lunch at a little French
place in Covent Garden. This was my first, and long-awaited, thoroughly
positive dining experience in London
. The food was really, really good.
Expensive, but really really good.
Enthusiastic tour guide
And it was really nice to be able to
catch up. Then we went to the Tower of London, which has a museum
inside! Who knew! We went on a guided tour with this really excited old
British man, who was full of bad jokes and weird faces. Seeing this
place was great, because it was all REAAAAALLLY really old, and it was
all real. The guide told us all these bloody stories of people getting
beheaded there, and it was actually realy cool. It was finally taking
all the stuff you learn about English history in high school and giving
it a real place. After the tour, Stephanie handed the guide a few
coins, and he said, as part of what seemed standard protocol, "Thank
you miss, and where are you all from?" She replied "California," and he
said, "Ah, California, where the rich people live.
The inside... Stephanie said this is where they raise black crows for good luck.
" Ha. Then we went
inside some of the buildings, and saw exhibits of the crown jewels.
Talk about bling. Like I said when we were in there, they could feed a
whole bunch of small countries with those things. There were also
scepters, and gold things used for ceremonies... there was something
that looked like a giant gold birdbath that was apparently a punch
bowl. In another room there were weapons... lots of guns, swords,
cannons, armour, horse armour, child
armour (awful!), anything you could hurt someone with. Then Stephanie
and I started dieing... we were both very, very tired, her from jet
lag, and me from being an allergy-ridden baby, and so we said our
goodbyes, and I went home and took a nap.