pizza, mint tea, and a lot of catchup chatting. Kat had cheesecake, she loves desserts and sugars. I remember helping her move back in Syracuse and throughout she only consumed pixie stix.
Went to "Brick Lane" later that evening. A lot of very old brick (no kidding) walls and east Indian restaurants. I ate a green chili pepper at dinner and have never felt such a burning pain in my throat and ears in all my life
. The place got busy fast, lots of great english accents around us, loud voices, and laughing. Afterwards we stopped in at a fantastic Brazilian styled bar; there were big glorious plants in the windows, collective displays (like lampshades hanging together from the ceiling and chandeliers sitting on the window sills) and the music was unique like swingy salsa with a classsic fifties lady's song voice. Later that night, we went out to a big Club in London - Fabric. There were three rooms of nonstop trance and house music until all hours of the night. We met some people from Russia but the best part was when a live electronic band, The Greenskeepers, played because they had a lot of style.
The next morning, Kat made a great breakfast, but I think she had pudding. We ended up going to the War Museum. There was an exhibit of Animals in war, which diplayed some adorable mascots, as well as terrible pain and death of animals. The children's exhibit made me cry though, imagining having to be sent away from home to be safe, not knowing if your family or home would be there when you got back. The real kids in the museum were great entertainment, they said such quirky things about the displays. We went on a guided tour display called "The Blitz", which depicted London when a torrent of bombs destroyed a lot of the city in WWII
. There was one part of the museum that simulated life in the trenches - it was cold and dark in there, and also had the most wretched smell (I dont know how they could fake that kind of sense but I almost couldn't stand it). Also, I should mention that there is an entire section devoted to espionage; suicide pills hidden in corks, pens that hid microphones, and shoes with removable soles, as well as spy 'heros'. The museum was also free (except for the animal part). The lobby is full of old airplanes and cannons, very worthwhile.
The three of us ate proper Brittish chips with our dinner at Wetherspoons. We thank Kat very much for such a lovely weekend.
Arrived in Gatwick South around noon on Sautrday, greeted by Matt. It was great to meet up with an old friend. I'm starting to remember my way around that airport. Also I was surprised how much I remembered of the underground routes since I was here the last times. We found our way to Kat's house and then went out for