Nicki, Jan and I being our spastic selves in Giraffe, a really funky restaurant, playing with plastic giraffes that accompanied our smoothies. We had brunch at the outlet just off Marylebone High Street (had a glance up this road, and it seems like a fun street to walk down. I need to make a note to come here again).

finally tried this Italian phenomenon - Carluccio Cafe. My take on this Italian success? so-so. The cappucino was disappointing, but the funghi linguine was tasty. However, after a gastronomical sampling of this beautiful cusine in Rome, I admit I probably wont visit Carluccio anytime soon. Speaking of franchises, however, I intend to dine once at Pizza Express, simply because it is everywhere in London.

Bar One - this establishment that only admits >21yrs can be found in most hotspots. The one we visited was at the Charing Cross junction, prehaps one of the busier junctions in London. It was awesome. no, not the bar or the drinks in particular but the company. After watching the matinee show of Blood Brothers (let me add what a wonderful theaterical production), and deciding it was too early for dinner, we opted for pre-drinks. I havent had such animated conversation in a long time - we talked about abortion, euthanasia, drugs, jobs, travel and what not.

On Sunday night, we (Dez, Kenny, Chris and Jase) had planned to meet up for dinner at a Korean restaurant. However, I changed the plans last minute suggesting everyone come over to my halls for takeaway pizza. haha. Alright, I wanted to save money. The guys did the hard work, well Dez and Kenny did; Kenny went to the Pizza Hut down the road and ordered take-away and Dez went to Sainsbury to buy beer. It turned out to be fun, just chilling in the corridor halls. Afterwards, we hit Edgware Road and visited a shisha bar that I hadnt visited since I first arrived in London. A restaurant is prehaps a more accurate description of the place. The moment you walk in, you pause for a second thinking you have walked into a restaurant in Egypt or Turkey. I cant pinpoint whether its the tacky lights, or the loud arabic music, or the groups of men crowding around tables smoking shisha and drinking tea, or the strong smell of shisha aromas in the air. I love it.

Everyday London photos cont....