I woke up yesterday morning at quarter to seven and walked around London with Nicolas. It was interesting because we left without giving anyone prior notice. Maybe it's a French thing, or maybe once you become a seventeen year old guy, you can do whatever you want, but I was totally not used to having that kind of freedom to roam a large city without anyone knowing where I was. It was nice, though, because the streets were relatively empty. While there was no snow on the ground in London, the ponds in St. James Park were still frozen, so I watched a duck play slip-and-slide to cross the water.
When we returned, we all went to a Starbucks-type cafe called Pret a Manger. After breakfast, we headed over to the National Geographic store where we spent most of the afternoon. I got really excited at one point because a poster read that Jane Goodall, the lady who works with chimpanzees, was coming to speak on Sunday at 3h30. Unfortunately, the Helous told me that we were leaving town at 2h00.
In the evening we headed over to Covent Gardens where we listened to locals play classical music and watched a man juggle knives on a not-so-tight rope.
For dinner we went to a restaurant on Drury Lane. It took me the entire night to remember that it's the Muffin Man, not the Gingerbread Man who lives on Drury Ln. The restaurant was very ornamental and oriental. It's hard to describe, but there were turkish-looking rugs hanging everywhere and our server was from Kyrgyzstan. The bathroom, on the other hand, was definitely rated X. Not even graffiti, the paintings on the wall were certainly not children friendly.
We ate breakfast around eleven at a Pret a Manger, a cutsie Starbucks-type place with relatively healthy options. From there we went to the National Geographic store.
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