London Baby!

Fish in a sea of weird and wonderful accents, we arrived at Heathrow after what felt like an extended long-haul flight, although it was only 13 hours. Although 13 hours without any entertainment system working is a long 13 hours... Not impressed to say the least! We had finally made it, and were immediately introduced to London's underground to make our way back to Andrew's flat - thankfully with the lead of Andrew - in Angel, Islington. Rolling my suitcase down cobblestone streets, following Josh with many kilos on his back, this was the start of lugging our lives around behind us in bags. We discovered that London doesn't get dark until at least 10.30pm in summer which was a great excuse to go to the pub for our first drink in London. We met Josh's brother Daniel, his wife Katherine, and Josh's sister Sophie at the Organic bar down the road for one drink before we faded miserably into the pits of tiredness...

The next day was a strikingly sunny day, spent in Islington with my cousin Patrick and his partner Randy (who coincidentally live a short walk from where we were staying), and my sister Sarah and her boyfriend Mike who had travelled from Bristol for the day. A bit of a reunion over a beautiful Greek lunch, followed by a crash course in London tips...

That evening we were heading to the Erykah Badu concert, and caught the tube into the city, which gave me my first glimpse of the London riverscape, and all of the tourist sites scattered around it. We walked along past Millenium Bridge shadowed by the Tate Modern to Embankment to enjoy a drink in the sun, outside the caves of the bar below us. Another tube ride to Brixton where the concert was being held, and we arrived at the venue. An amazing voice, and an incredible show, but sadly jetlag may have hit us by this point and we weren't quite on form... But what a fantastic night.