carefree, wherever we may be..

Yesterday was so intense that it needs to be told in chronological order. and in multiple parts. 

We got up kind of late with no reals plans in mind besides wanting to go to a pub to watch the Chelsea football match. After dressing in the appropriate blue, we set out on our mission. I randomly decided which way we should go and off we went. Luckily for us, we quickly happened upon two guys wearing blue Chelsea jerseys. Instead of asking them where to go to watch the game, I instead decided it would be a good idea to just follow them. Catrina quickly agreed with the stalker plan. After trailing them for a couple streets, we hit gold. There in front of us was the Chelsea Football Club. We wandered in and found the megastore (and that's actually what it was called). Our finds included a shirt that was on sale, a striped scarf, and four pins. Armed with our team merchandise, we headed back outside where we discovered we could pretend to pose with a giant mural of the team. 

Directly across from the CFC was the SO Bar and it was PACKED. People covered in blue had spilled out into the street. Beers in hand, they were singing, waving flags, and pretty much just going crazy. We had found the perfect place to watch the game. We forced our way through the crowd and inside to buy two beers. Given the madhouse inside we decided it would be in our best interest to head back out in order to drink our beers without having to worry about getting hit in the head with celery (more on that later). In fact, at this point I'm going to pass the story on to Catrina.