The American HIgh Five

This weekend i took a causual journey to London. why? because i found a ridicuously cheap round trip flight. and i have to say it was one of the best weekends i have ever had.
Thursday night, i didnt sleep and all (after having woken up at 6am) and we took a red eye flight and arrived in london at 8am. and from 9am to 12am we exploreed the entire city.
refreshed by western culture and the convenience of starbucks (5x a day) we made it through an impossibly long list of touristy site visits.

changing of hte guard at buckingham palace,
beefeaters at the tower of london
the london eye
double decker bus tour
tate modern gallery
national gallery
borough market
camden town
notting hill
portabello market
trafalgur square
london bridge
tower bridge
the globe theatre
westminster abbey
parliment
big ben
thames walk
dali museum!

and more! it was amazing and too rushed because we had to fit it into 48 hours.
my favorite spots were notting hill and camden town. they reminded me of new york city, specifically st. marks and bedford ave in BK. maybe next time i get home sick ill pop over to london. being back in a big city made me realize how different florence it. and how laid back it is. i miss the hustle and bustle of cites.
i was surprisingly good at figuring out public transportation which was nice
the only down point
pubs and bars close at 12am.
then the clubs that stay open cost like 13 pounds to get in. no thanks
the second night we founda great spot in notting hill called The Champoin and sat around talking about politics. just because. then we met some english buggers in a band called ivory circus... and found out that english man are obsessed with the concept of the american high five. so when i high fived my firend courtney a hand slapping brawl broke out and the 8 of us started high fiving. it was one of those moments that when you step back from a situation you realize how ridiculous thisngs look to other people. it was quite funny.

we had a final meal of starbucks in the airport at Stansted, and they reluctently made out way home back to florence.
london might be my city

and though the us dollar is worth less than half a pound.
sucks.