London, United Kingdom
Today we figured we’d be inventive and explore the mean streets of London town in search of a little retail therapy to soothe our jet-lag. Conveniently enough, the bus route into town took us past a street market, where we found ourselves digging through tables and tables of clothing for £1. Elated after our bargain steals at the East St markets, we naturally assumed we were ready for the big bad department stores on Oxford and Regent St… ..we were so wrong. It might’ve been okay had the bus not stopped before Oxford, and had we not gotten ourselves completely lost in Piccadilly. By the time we figured out how to get there, it was dark, our feet were sore and our bones chilled. That being said, the city lights were pretty, and I bagged myself a gorgeous skirt from Zara. Our (grumpy) journey home (fraught with ridiculous traffic jams and endless detours) was brightened by the welcoming atmosphere of The Crooked Well, which was fortunately still serving dinner! We tucked into rabbit and bacon pie and some cocktails (and the best pate ever) before crashing into bed.