I made a hella lot of plans for myself before I welcomed this weekend, but it didn’t really turn out the way I planned. I never got around to the Tate or to my precious donuts, but I can assure you that I had a lovely time.
Friday was mostly travelling. I had to book an earlier flight due to a storm. I made my mind up that I wasn’t going to be stuck at Gardermoen for hours – well, the early flight was delayed too, but I made it eventually. I checked in to the hotel and then found the closest pub and had a little beer adventure by myself before meeting up with Matt and heading for dinner. Mexican food was on the wish list, unfortunately Mexican food in Europe is never the same after you’ve had actual Mexican food. Sad, but true. Even so these hats kind of made up for that:
Then we went to Club Reign and met up with an old friend I haven’t seen in eight years! I can’t believe time goes by so fast. Syed worked as a promoter back when I studied in London and is still going strong. The club was amazingly weird and gorgeous.
Ps. I want that girls job. Getting paid to polish her nails.. #dreamjob
…and that was pretty much Friday. Saturday I spent in Oxford and Carnaby. I never got out of there. Once I enter TopShop all time is lost. And so is my money. I came out with lashes long enough to smack someone in the face – and new stuff of course.
I did shopping, lunch, a rooftop bar and just explored a little before heading back to the hotel for an hour before going to the concert venue. I didn’t really have any expectations for the gig (since I was severely drunk on tequila when I stumbled in half way through it the last time), but I’m gonna admit that I was impressed. The Shadowboxers are definitely getting a place in my playlist. I kind of gave myself a little guilty consciences towards myself for not paying attention the first time. I mean, I missed out. That band can play and put on a show! The vibe was really good too and I met so many fun people! All in all it was a really great night beyond my expectations.
Now I’m sitting at Gatwick waiting for my flight, reflecting on this weekend. I’m tired and look forward to coming home, but I’m kind of sad as well – Which is a good thing and means that I had a really great time.
Hope your weekend was as lovely as mine.