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October 12

I really need to get caught up. So I started out my fine day by going on a run through Kensington Gardens and was honestly blown away. This place is so beautiful!! There is this big pond in the center of the park called Round Pond and it has probably 20 swans just chillin' and a million ducks and birds all around the pond. It was so perfect, I was having so much fun running. Weird, but I did. Then after my fantastic run I went to my first breakfast in the London and had a fantastic meal of Frosted Flakes and bananas, which was all I've been wanting for weeks. After I had my fantastic meal, I had to do my stupid laundry and spent a million years trying to get it done because literally every article of clothing was dirty. Hard life travelling through Europe. So my friends left a little earlier just to explore the city, and I was going to meet them at Trafalgar Square at 11 but unfortunately I had a little mishap with my clothing, so I didn't get there till about noon so I got a whole day to myself. It was such a nice day, I'll be honest :) I forgot how nice it is to be on my own and not be surrounded by a million people all day long. I just spent my day going down Regent Street and Oxford Street, which are both really big shopping streets, and just walked around the shops. I love these shops they have all around here, but my wallet doesn't haha poor girl problems. Whatever. One downside of being on my own all day was the cat calling. People here don't have the same kind of restraint that apparently we do in the States so all of the construction workers found it a really good time to whistle and such after I had passed by them. Good thing I'm super freakin' mature and can handle it. When I got back it was time for dinner and I did not know what to expect. The couple who runs the centre, the lady is a cook so I heard that her food was really good, and let me just tell you, it wasn't just good. It was so unbelievably delicious! She fed us this marinated chicken with feta and sundried tomatoes with some salad and rolls. It was so good I almost passed out right there at the table. But I didn't because I needed that time to stuff my face with calories. Glorious calories. After dinner our directors gave us tickets to go the symphony, so at 6 o'clock we had to get on the tube to make our way over there. But the problem is that 6 pm on the central line train is like on of those Japanese trains where they use a stick to push everyone in so that you have literally no space whatsoever. So when I got on the train I had this creepy Asian man literally squished into my back and the whole way he was practically spooning me and breathing down my neck, which is not appreciated. This girl don't like no Asians all up on her. But eventually we got out of that sardine can and made our way to the Barbican Centre where our symphony was. The show was... Interesting to say the least. It started out really normal and everything with some music and instruments and such. Then the second section, they brought in this piano man who was insane. He was so into the music that his bowl cut was getting all messy. Then the third act is where things got real weird real quick. I've learned I should just avoid operas because I know I'm not going to like them. So let me just talk about this opera for a second. It was about an Italian woman who was trying to have an affair with a 2 different men while her husband was away, but then people kept getting in the way, so she would have them hide in the clock, and then she ends up just doing the dirty with the guy who moves the clocks before her husband gets home. It was ridiculous. I hated every second of it and it was all in Italian so we had to read the screen behind her to understand what they were singing about. I was not happy about that one. But I guess I'm more cultured now because of it?