A Little Tipsy While In A Limo Driving Past Buckingham Palace....
The day began properly: I went to portobello rd yesterday, well, Friday with my American flat mate. It was a very pleasant afternoon-different from when I go out with other people here. I didn't feel pressure or that I was just "there" and no one person was following the other-we were just walking around as it should be. Portpbello rd. is ridiculously long.....I think we only walked about 30-35 minutes and we only went a quarter of the way down the full blocks. I saw some cool memorbillia stuff.....1950's advertisement plates, like, things that say "You can do it!" with a very tough woman wearing a bandana on her head and flexing her muscles. Cute.Originally we were supposed to go to the Brtish Museum (they have this killer mummy exhibit there) but it was "Good Friday" so they were not open. Now see, this is what I find mildy interesting: When the students first arrived here, Butler, our program said that no one really was religious here anymore, and that the concept of God was basically no good here; stating that England was far to liberal of for that anymore. If this is true, then why do businesses and the like close down shops and tourust attractions and such if religion is no big deal? C'mom-shutting down things because of Good Friday? In the states, well at least in Albany, we don't do that. But of course, Easter is a different story.....although now that I think about it, some people do have days off on GF..but....oh, who cares! The pt is that Britain is odd and they are such fakers!
Well, the b-day girl said that for her birthday she was having dinner, a limo ride, and going to the club. Now, to me the limo ride seems a bit...well, extravagant. I found out while she was a bit tipsy in the limo, that is cost her 200gbp for 2 hours ($400) and the clincher about this is that she was only in the limo for an hr, because we ran late to the Blue Elephant Thai restaurant. And she still had to pay! But, anyway, I was a bit nervous because I had never met her family, and didn't know what other friends she was bringing. So, I just played it real cool. Remained the quiet observer-but her sister and esp her friend from new york (who was supposed to see the play I ended up seeing-Shakespeare's Abridged) was SO nice, and they all really made an effort to be nice and include me-which was great. They were all a riot at the restaurant-laughing and joking, carrying on and such. It was awesome. When not feeling out of sorts, and comfortable around people I REALLY enjoy them a lot, especially anything that involves laughs!
SO, I had my 1st Apple Martini (YUCK!, I am SO not a drinker-really) and some different food that I cannot pronounce. I also tried duck-DISGUSTING!!! Yuck! How can people eat the little ducks? C'mon people! I mean, we are talking about those cute animals that float on water and waddle in the grass in parks! They are adorable! I put the tiny piece of duck in my mouth and a second later it was back on the plate. Nasty.
The limo was white and on the inside had a mirors on the ceiling surrounded by a string of blue lights. It was awesome. I had never been in a limo before, but strangely, I felt....hmmm....a little loney. Surrounded by 8 people and such in the limo who I, previouslly had no ties too, was interesting, but I think I was thinking how it would be to have my own friends there to experience it too. BUT I quicky got over that momentary lapse and drank two glasses of chanpagne to make me feel better. I took the glass and downed it-sips I mind you-sips! But fast enough for my body which does not respond well to alcohol I think. But the main thing about that night was that I developed a bit of a crush on the b-day girls friend. I had met him before, but see, he was funny that night, and I apparently was funny as well. And I think I found him attractive because of all that-oh, and the martini probably had an infuence as well. I tried to make conversation with him, in vain, which was prbably better than I could have done if I were "sober." Anyway, we were in the limo, passing by Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, London Bridge. the London Eye.....OMG. SOOOO cool! And it was a great night out too....the sky a dark blue.....it was so great. I loved it. Glad I went. Very glad.
In the limo I didn't realize that I was tipsy, I was just tired I supposed, but when I stepped out of the limo w/ my complimentary flower from the Blue Elephant-my god. I could not believe it. I could walk alright, and I could think properly, but I am pretty sure that others were not getting the same impression. I am not sure if I appeared drunk or not...but I think people suspected.
When I got to the tub station I really felt quite sick. I attempted to walk in a straight line....LOL, down the tube walk, and I did so-really well. Which means I couldn't have been really drunk. Anyway, people were watching me, but I didn't care. So, I got on the tube, and sat-ughhh! Thanks god I got a seat this time! I sat down and my head lolled, horrible! I just wanted to sleep. The walk back to Queen Mary seemed interminably long and when I tried to walk in a straight line down westfield way, I couldn't....I kept swerveing and I was momentarily scared because it was about 1 in the morning and there had been some shooting apparenly around here, and I was an American girl, walking back late at night, on the East End of London....tipsy. Dangerous. But I made it, and saw two other girls walking together ahead of me, so my fear soon ceased. I got back to my room and just collapsed on the bed.....but not before writing that stream of consciousness blog entry...ha....well, I had to record the day somehow!
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