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Spent much of the first few days in the Brent district of London in zone 2 where our hostel was, Saturday we went into the city centre and roamed around. Spent time in Piccadilly Circus and the south bank of the river. We split up in the evening, I went back to the hostel while Alex explored more. We met up again at midnight at the tube stopf for Ministry of Sound, a clubwe had heard great things about. “For dance music this is one of the top five clubs in Europe,” one of the people in line told us.
The £18 cover did not suit us, so we searched around for another club/ pub/ whatever. We found one, the Nomad London, which was a lot smaller and had a £6 cover. The DJ was a small Asian woman in her 20s, the drinks were reasonable, and the crowd was fun. You had people getting really, almost obnoxiously, into dancing along with slower more awkward dancers (some preventing drinks from spilling, others just awkward) and every type in between; I was closer to the first type. We ended up catching the night buses just in time before our day transit passes expired at 4:30 am.
On Tuesday we decided that finding suitable places to work and live were not what we were really after (even though I spent 4+ hours on Monday night looking at places to stay and contacting landlords). So we started planning our trip around Europe.
Wednesday we went back to centre London hoping to see what was left to find. I walked around the Regent’s Park for a while where in the distance I saw, and was drawn to like a bug to a lightbulb, by the BT Tower. After getting up close I went to a pub for lunch where I had my first real English meal; a sausage and onion sandwich with a side salad covered in mayonnaise along with a warm English beer.
At 14:00 Alex and I met back up for a Beatles walk called The Magical Mysetery Tour around London. It was exciting to see sites where Beatles history was made; it was especially entertaining when we ended at Abbey Road Studios to watch people posing on the famous crosswalk while cars and buses alike honked at them for holding up traffic. On the Abbey Road wall I searched for, “Hi, John Lesko. And Dani too,” but it had unfortunately been painted over as I’m sure it has to be done annually due to how much people write and draw on the wall.
It had started to downpour during the tour and Alex and I got drenched so we went to the hostel afterward for a few hours to dry off and recouperate. That night we went to White Chapel to look for Jack the Ripper stuff and a pub. The pub we found was nice and offered salsa dancing lessons on Tuesday and Wednesday, but we did not participate. Having seen that one of the murder scenes was behind the White Chapel tube station from the pub menu, Alex immediately ran off to it when we left. Not knowing where he was going or what he was doing I stayed in the front, and when he got back he said that the area was probably just as shady as when Jack hung out there.
So I had to carry Alex’s corpse with me on the tube right before it closed. While traveling to Kilburn a group of three really drunk women and one man got on, the drunkest of the ladies went in and out of consciousness and singing Bad Romance. I’m not the only one!, Thursday August 26
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