Also written for yesterday.
After the V&A Museum, I went to Notting Hill Gate Station to catchup with a family friend, Ze.
We took a slow walk through the neighbourhood, and he showed me places of interest regarding his childhood. At some point it occurred to me that I'd been around that area before when Maddy and I went to the Museum of Brands, Packaging and Advertising. But he was able to point out stuff like schools, which you can't tell from the outside, because all the facades look the same. It's only when you look closely through the window that you see there are kids in there. But don't do that for too long, that's very pedo-ey.
Then we walked up Portobello Road where there's usually a market, but Thursday is their quiet day, so we just walked into any shops we fancied. The shops range from boutique to mass produced bags and souvenir type stuff. Will check out the market some other time. After we'd exhausted the shops and stuff we still had a bit less than an hour to kill before dinnertime, so we went to their family's little house nearby. Cute, and very 70s.
We had dinner at this Brazilian tapas place near his house, set out like a buffet. It was quite nice, though a lot of the food had a lot of cheese. We had so much food and I had a food baby after.
Got back to the hostel for an early night.
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After the V&A Museum, I went to Notting Hill Gate Station to catchup with a family friend, Ze.
We took a slow walk through the neighbourhood, and he showed me places of interest regarding his childhood. At some point it occurred to me that I'd been around that area before when Maddy and I went to the Museum of Brands, Packaging and Advertising. But he was able to point out stuff like schools, which you can't tell from the outside, because all the facades look the same. It's only when you look closely through the window that you see there are kids in there. But don't do that for too long, that's very pedo-ey.
Then we walked up Portobello Road where there's usually a market, but Thursday is their quiet day, so we just walked into any shops we fancied. The shops range from boutique to mass produced bags and souvenir type stuff. Will check out the market some other time. After we'd exhausted the shops and stuff we still had a bit less than an hour to kill before dinnertime, so we went to their family's little house nearby. Cute, and very 70s.
We had dinner at this Brazilian tapas place near his house, set out like a buffet. It was quite nice, though a lot of the food had a lot of cheese. We had so much food and I had a food baby after.
Got back to the hostel for an early night.
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