Friday, 24 December 2010

More food!

I have a gift for blurry photographs

My ten don, or what was left of it. Prawns are nice :D
This used to be Bill's bento. He was the only one to defeat his dish. Lu and I failed miserably (the portions were huge! huge!)

This is Lucila's don. I think it had chicken. This are its remains, may it rest in peace.

Our christmas goodies! Bailey's cheesecake (awesome), brownie (OMFUCK ORGASMIC), profiterole (... a mistake)


I was talking with Millie and she told me her boyfriend told her "Camden is the Derre part of London"
I totally agree :D

(post for asmo, who wanted places)

and I should seriously take more pictures here >-<

The Haunting: Stirling, Scotland

First of all, Stirling is a beautiful place. The castle is lovely, and we had a great time there (Lucila and I danced with the ladies of the court and had lunch and I ate bambi and all that). People were really friendly, and we had nice chats with shopkeepers.


The city also looked eerily mysterious that day (specially the graveyard, there was one tomb we couldn't photograph due to the weird energies at play)

If I ever write a mystery thriller, I will set it at Stirling during winter.

(notice most pictures of "daylight" -not night- of ours are between 10 am and 3pm. The sun starts to set 4pm, so our night photos are from there onwards) The following pictures were taken around 12pm/1pm )

Wednesday, 22 December 2010

street art in brussels

Because, you know, Belgium is awesome


The Centaur and the Goat, on the road!! (gate at Stirling, Scotland)

Eating in the UK

Pretzel with Cheese and Onions (Winter in Wonderland, Christmas Market in Hyde Park)

Blueberry yoghurt, chocolate cookie -lucila's-, black forest cupcake. peppermint mocha -out of camera, lucila's also- (starbucks, it who is everywhere -this one in particular was in Picadilly Circus)

Great Game Pie (halfway through), Stirling Castle, Scotland
I've finally learnt what a game pie has, and it seems I've eaten a whole forest O.O
  • -venison (o.o I ate Bambi´s mother)
  • -pheasant
  • -pidgeon (Els, I ATE PIDGEON AFTER ALL X_X)
  • -rabbit

Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Odysseus' Journey

Mom sent me a mail with this title, which I found totally fitting. It seemed that, like him, the Powers that Be wanted us away from our (or my in this case) beloved Ithaca.

Heathrow was a mess. An absolute mess. Everything was a huge mass of people, camping there, waiting and turning the airport into a tiny city as the days went by. Information was precious, but scarce and contradictory. Answers and organization lacked everywhere, and each cancelled flight sent people crying when unable to reach their families for christmas.
So, as you can probably imagined, drama abounded.

In this tiny city, Lucila and I stayed for hours, waiting for a solution to our cancelled flight. But see, sometimes the Powers that Be want otherwise. Or London wanted to play with us more than it wanted to let us go.

I won't accept an interpretation deprived of poetry.

We were tossed by the snow as far to London, and like Odysseus, I still treasure and long for my overwhelming desire for Finland. But right now, right here, our journey morphs and switches into something else, a little bit more familiar but unplanned.
We could still wait forever in Heathrow and spend the days that remain of our holidays stubbornly waiting for a plane that might or might not come. We could.
Or we could just embrace change, and see, with curious eyes, what this city wants with us.

London's calling.