The day started with a trip back to Heathrow....Laura returned back to Philly but luckily Ash was still in London for a few more days. We started the day off with a trip to the Tate Modern, a museum I love and hate virtually at the same time, mostly because it showcases amazing works right next to some shit I don't consider art in any form. After some debatable art, we went to Portobello Market, lunch, and Kensington Gardens. Of course any trip to a park isn't complete without some cupcakes...I really need to stop eating so many sweets, I know this because Beni pinched my pudge the other day. He doesn't understand American women are not fans of this action, his only reply was "what I like the belly!" A belly...great!
We watched a couple kids eat the pavement, then headed home to change. I wanted a relaxed night so we went to East London to meet up with Beni, Rocky, and Big Brother for a drink. Because it was a Monday night, we were kicked out by 10:30...LAME! Back to Beni's with booze we went. Ash and Rocky left to get some ice and mixers and returned at midnight with a cake, ready to sing Happy Birthday! I think Ash was the only one in the room who knew the tune of the song...the song is pretty amusing with 3 dudes singing in a language that is not their first. I wish I could have recorded it! We drank, bullshitted, ate, and watched movies until about 3 before passing out.
I love, love, love that they made my birthday a big deal. It made being away from friends and family on the day so much easier to deal with.
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