Since last Summer, my good friend @BobbiWande has taken to saying the above phrase whenever he's out'n'about in LDN vybsin, livin and generally having a good time...
If, like me, you're a Londoner born and bred, lived here all your life and asides from the three years away at uni or the odd holiday (where you get on a plane just to see the same faces that you see anyways *coughs* Napa *coughs*) then you can agree that London is sometimes a bit...dull...boring...dead
So it's always a pleasant surprise, a novelty even, to genuinely enjoy yourself on your own doorstep. Whether it be a random day in the park, a free music event or a night out for drinks that turns into so much more London is still managing to hold its own...
Friday just gone, it was sunny and me and @BobbiWande decided to hang around in West End and do like the tourists do.
We started off by taking a fast stroll down Regent St towards Picadilly Circus...as we got closer to the bright lights, I felt a sudden childish urge come over me...next thing I know, we were in Trocadero buying tokens for the bumper cars...it was too sick, I made friends with some Spanish girl - hol tite Anna Maria!
Following the bumper to bumper action #NoWandeCole we made our way towards Haagen-Dazs for some waffles and ice cream...on our way, I spotted a crowd of people congregating outside KFC and me being me, I just had to check it out...
After that decent musical interlude we carried on towards Haagen D but when we got there, it was closed for a refurb...I was NOT pleased...
We got a slice of pizza (something to cover up the disappointment...temporarily) then made our way across to TGI's... a Popcorn Brownie Sundae, Chocolate Fudge Fixation and Jack Daniels Wings soaked up the lingering remnants of disappointment for good.
We decided to call it a night and started the long walk to Charing Cross from Leicester Sq - well its a long walk to me - on our way, we saw a random group of scantily clad, attractive women dancing in front of a taxi to Tinie Tempah's 'Miami2Ibiza'...we bubbled, I can't lie...and on we went
Got to the corner of Trafalgar Sq and saw a stage and crowds of people, so we decided to investigate...I personally thought it was a free concert, I mean they do that in New York right, so why not in London? Yea, I shoulda remembered that this is London so instead of a free concert it was a Book-Reading-Live-On-Stage-In-The-Cold kinda event...allows
I saw people walking into a building and we followed...it was the National Gallery...after looking at paintings of naked oyinbo people for about 17 minutes we had had our fill of 'culture' and actually made our way home...
This may not seem interesting to you but please believe I had such a sick day...
How can I make a new friend, vybes to Tinie in the street and learn about minimalist art from the 60's all in one day...
...And they say London is dead
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