Meghan Fischer came to visit for a day on Saturday. Amazing, random, and VERY much appreciated. It was nice to have a bit of home in my new home. We had a full day and she was such a trooper, only working off of about 45 minutes of sleep! She took the majority of the pictures, so I'll be stealing them once she puts them up.
Meghan got into London about 10am and we went straight from Heathrow to my flat for her to drop her things off and freshen up. Then it was off to the Twinings shop and a look at my library and campus. We popped into Somerset House for a look around and I told her about the ice rink they do in the winter. Side note, I CAN'T WAIT for that to open!!! :-) Then it was off across Waterloo Bridge so she could see Southbank, the Eye and get a picture of the quintessential backdrop of the London skyline. From there, we walked back across the pedestrian/rail bridge and hopped a tube at Embankment to Baker Street. The first stop was supposed to be 221b Baker Street, home of the famous Sherlock Holmes. After being turned around several times, because I'm still learning my way around parts of London, we decided that we would catch it on the way back and made our way over the 3 Abbey Road, home of the Abbey Road Studios and the well known zebra crossing. When we got there, there was a large group of people the heaps of props. Everything from blow up dolls with their friends faces on them, to wigs, big glass, boas, and yes, even a mask of QE2. I've got a picture of them up on my facebook. It was so funny. The lady shooting the pictures for the group was so nice and asked if we'd gone across yet. We both said no, and she offered to take our pictures! Meghan has them on her camera, so I'm excited to see them! Then we walked over to the wall and read messages and took pictures of the studio. We went into a couple of shops that had rock memorabilia before heading over to 221b Baker Street. Then back on the tub to head over the Knightsbridge. Stopped in to look around, saw the memorial, and went into the foot court so that Meghan could get somethings for her family. We also looked in a couple of clothing stores around the area before heading back to my flat. This was all from 10am-7:30pm and she didn't say anything about being tired. NBD.
After getting dinner and going to Sainsbury to get a couple mixers, it was off to Anna's house to have a couple drinks with her and her cousin before heading out dancing. We decided on Zoo bar in Leicester Square because it was within walking distance. When we got there, the guards at the door were turning people away, so Meghan put on her charm, and we promptly jumped the queue and were admitted in! It was packed, but we finally found a place to dance. Meghan and I were dancing when out of nowhere some guy grabbed her and started dancing, leaving me on the wall. I wasn't exactly happy, but oh well. Then these two guys were on their way to use the toilets, and the older one... and I mean older one, he was probably in his 40s, decided he needed to chat me up. Naturally, I told him my name was Stacy and tried to be as kurt with him as I possibly could. He just didn't get it. He kept telling me that he was the most beautiful, fit girl he's ever seen. Fine, I appreciate that. That does NOT, however, give you permission to proceed to push my back off the wall so you can grab my butt and proceed to tell me, "You have a nice bum, because I've just felt it." That also doesn't mean, that since you've done that, that I will want to dance with you afterwards. I tried to Meghan's attention, but she was facing the other way, so I moved to walk over to her side, and the old guy grabs my waist and starts... well I guess the best way to describe it is humping me from behind. OH NO NO NO NO NOOO!!! Meghan finally turned around, saw this, and we made moves to the bathroom. Not before the gross old man decided it was okay to smack my ass while I was walking away. EW! Anyways, we went in, fixed ourselves, and made our way as quickly as possible back out, basically running past where we had been, to the Hip-Hop room where we found Anna and her cousin. Such a welcome change from the packed House music room. Don't get me wrong, I love to club to that music, but you can never go wrong with hip hop. We stayed in there for the rest of the night until the club closed.
While walking out, some man in a tuxedo, no less, wanted Meghan to look him up on facebook. So strange. After getting his name, we started to walk home. I should also mention, that for the majority of the night, I was speaking in an English accent that was passing off as a good one. Even Anna's cousin, who is from France, said it was good. Go me! There are a couple videos Meghan took... I'm interested to see how those are. :-) We hopped on the bus and met some fit lads that had just been at the same club we were. Meg wasn't very talkative, but the guys and I took turns taking the mickey out of each other until it was our turn to get off. In hindsight, I probably should've
I took her back to Heathrow this morning so she could catch her flight. I was sad to see her go, but I'm so glad she came. I'm now doing research for the first small essay assignment that I will be writing all day tomorrow. 1500 words is nothing, so I'm not that bothered by it, but I'd rather have the research done now, so that when I got to the SOAS library tomorrow, all I have to do is find the books there that I need, pick a spot, crack open my laptop, and start typing away.
Speaking of facebook, if you haven't seen The Social Network, go see it! Not only is it a good movie, but Andrew Garfield is a cutie! I also can't wait to see Never Let Me Go.
Back to research, I'm afraid. Love you all!
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