it's raining, it's pouring

hi, my name is catrina and my hair is huge. so, the constant on and off rain + lack of hair product has led to my already poofy hair taking on a new level of epic poofy-ness. it's pretty cute. and by cute, i mean huge. but, claire and i had a successful outing yesterday which resulted in bread, cheese, wine, apples, and hair-product. after arriving back to our flat, we enjoyed all of these items on the floor of our tiny bedroom.

yesterday was also our first shot at going to a pub.

we found, perhaps, the most typical london pub in all of london. it's set back from the street, behind a gate and everything inside is old. like, antique shop old. people sit in arm-chairs and you have to walk down steps to get to a tiny toilet area. only pictures can do this place justice, but i feel like we may be drawn and quartered if we took pictures there.

after an awkward tipping situation, which claire watched and giggled at as i blindly and very awkwardly tried to tip the bartender using extensive hand motions and an awkward stare, we ventured toward an open bench to enjoy our beer. we were then accosted for approximately an hour by two very drunk 'artists'. one had an indian/drunk/english accent. he kept telling me how much he respected me as a person, but really, my lack of artistic-ness meant he didn't respect my ideas. how did he know i wasn't an artist? his tiny eyes magnified by giant glasses could just see it coming. he repeated himself several times and kept stating that the important thing was "that we were all here, at this place". his slurring and accent combination caused me to block out most of the conversation. claire talked to a seemingly normal conspiracy theory enthusiast, but i'll leave that to her.

we ended the night at a kebob shop, which is basically a gyro shop. the british do not understand the importance of having food directly next to bars since the gyro shop was a hike up our street and into the main part of town. i've learned you have to ask for any sauce that isn't mayo, as mayo will ALWAYS be standard.