Currently sitting on the steps to the courtyard of Southwark ("Suth-ek") Cathedral.
This week, London has experienced a heatwave. And by heatwave, I mean 25 degrees. Really.
So today I decided to go to Borough Market before class. Borough market is a massive food market with all sorts of culinary delights- artisan cheeses and sausages, cheeses, breads, hams, paella, chorizo, brownies, cakes, nuts, pastries...
There were free samples. I tried an organic mixed nuts thing. Yummy.
Some of the stalls looked really cute. Of course I took pictures.
You can't go to a food market without trying the food. So I bought a steak in gravy pie. Nice and English for you. It came in a foil thing with a little wooden fork! The English are so peculiar. I would've just used my hands. It was a nice pie. It had solid chunks of meat, and none of the low grade mince smell/aftertaste that I'm getting so used to at halls.
Then I just found a spot to sit in the courtyard of Southwark Cathedral and enjoyed the weather and the atmosphere. There's a turd shaped rock that everyone keeps sitting on.
And there are heaps of young families having a day out. I was just watching one little girl 2 metres in front of me, her parents were just playing with her and taking pictures, and she looked up and saw me and smiled.
Michelle, who was supposed to be market buddy, is on her way, but I'm going to have to leave to get to class soon.
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This week, London has experienced a heatwave. And by heatwave, I mean 25 degrees. Really.
So today I decided to go to Borough Market before class. Borough market is a massive food market with all sorts of culinary delights- artisan cheeses and sausages, cheeses, breads, hams, paella, chorizo, brownies, cakes, nuts, pastries...
There were free samples. I tried an organic mixed nuts thing. Yummy.
Some of the stalls looked really cute. Of course I took pictures.
You can't go to a food market without trying the food. So I bought a steak in gravy pie. Nice and English for you. It came in a foil thing with a little wooden fork! The English are so peculiar. I would've just used my hands. It was a nice pie. It had solid chunks of meat, and none of the low grade mince smell/aftertaste that I'm getting so used to at halls.
Then I just found a spot to sit in the courtyard of Southwark Cathedral and enjoyed the weather and the atmosphere. There's a turd shaped rock that everyone keeps sitting on.
And there are heaps of young families having a day out. I was just watching one little girl 2 metres in front of me, her parents were just playing with her and taking pictures, and she looked up and saw me and smiled.
Michelle, who was supposed to be market buddy, is on her way, but I'm going to have to leave to get to class soon.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
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