Adventure's open your eyes

Wow, my life is so mental, I have had, what I must admit, is one of the best weeks in a long long time. I guess logically I should be starting from last Friday

To set the scene most of the time I am a hermit on Saurdays until 4pm following a late friday night. On friday my friend Kristy arrived from America with 2 of her friends along for the ride. So I left work and shot down to Aldgate East to meet them - one hell of a mission from Hemel via Edgware. Anyhoo I got there and they were all shattered but were game to find a bar with music.... good luck in London.

THe obvious decision was to venture down Brick Lane - unsurprisingly we were approached by 20 different Indian restaurants trying to coax us in but we escaped un-curryfied. We got to Vibe Bar and decided that 9pm was far too early for Vibe so kept walking. It's super difficult when you have people from America over, you are a Londoner, they expect you know your city, and you realise you know nothing about East London!! Anyway afterwalking the length of brick lane we jumped on an overground train to go back to past Aldgate East station and on to Tower Hill - if in doubt go to the pomellers rest, a hevenly spoons with drinks galore (but no music - and a place that I've found myself being asked to leave for talking too loud far too often).
Before we got to the Pommellers we stopped by and enjoyed the view of the Tower of London, it was whilst looking that we saw the most incredible playground. A slide that doesn't slide wasn;t enough to ruin it, the jump on merry go round, the amazing bouncy thing that I can;t describe, all I know was I was drunk before I'd drunk. Next up was the incredible walk over Tower Bridge. You know sometimes I really take where I live for granted and it's only by being with people that have never seen it before that you truly appreciate it, AMAZING. More of that to come later :)

On to the Pomeller: that's where the night really started, introducing the yanks to Koppabergs joy, the bottle of happiness that wakes you up! After a couple of hours, and far too many Jagerbombs we were on the move - not before Kristy had an interaction with a Cockney Lass. The Cockney Lass was insiting on calling a cab for us, and when we politely said no its fine its quicker if we jump in a black cab she turned on us rapidly! Lovely drunk cockney girls, curteous and classy.

Anyway we hopped in to the cab and I was sitting on the fold down chair facing back. Ali - Kristy's mate who it has to be said is awesome, decided she wanted to sit inmy seat so pulled me out of it and tried to sit down, not realising it was a fold down chair and ending up on the floor of a moving taxi. Hilarious! The cab took us to Vibe bar where it was £5 a head, and by now it was midnight. Thanks to their amazing american charm Kristy, Ali and Rachel got all 4 of us in for £10! Vibe bar has got to be one of the most unique experiences in London. Trance, house, dance, heaven in what seems like a dissused warehouse, worn down building. The music system sucks, the DJ couldn't mix to save his life, but the tunes and atmosphere made it incredible. If only the drinks weren't bank breaking.

Following Vibe Bar we made a trip back to the hotel via the off licence where we haggled our way to cheap booze. After a few hours in their hotel the night was done. Saturday was an early start and meeting up at 1pm at the Pomeller Rest.

After a drink or two in the Pomellers, and meeting up with Rachel's friend (by the way Rachel is so brilliant and amazing to talk to) Simon we walked to St Paul's Cathedral.... not before stopping off in All Bar One for a 3pm shot.... as you do. St Paul's cathedral use to be free, I don't get it, why is it now £20. Sigh we popped in, refused to pay, Kristy took some pictures and on we went.

Damn this is going to be long.... I'm going to continue for a bit until their is a cliff hanger.

Ok so we headed to Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese... the oldest bar in London, which is an incredible place. Damn that bar is older then America which is ridiculous. Kristy's photos are awesome and filled with ghostly shapes.... hmmm. Ok so there we met some Aussies on a pub crawl, the monopoly pub crawl, and Rachel and Ali wanted to follow (by now Simon had left). So we went in to a bar with them, with them clearly signalling that they didn't want us there. It was in the gents that I overheard them just ripping in to the girls. TO be fair some of the things they were saying were funny, but these girls were my Americans, nobody insults my americans except me!!! So that's where it kind of kicked off.... 4 aussies v me with 7 more upstairs.... why do I do these things..................................................