Weekend in Pictures

After the hell that was our Thursday and Friday with the flooded apartment, we packed up to a hotel and then packed up out of the city! (we are kind of fighting with London right now)

Due to TfL being a general asshat over the weekend, I missed the launch to row on Saturday, which threw me into a rage and we needed to run errands at Molly's old flat, so, to Cambridge we went!

It's no River Thames at Mortlake, but, this was my view when I left the tube after crying so many tears over the missed launch. Not so bad, I suppose :) 

It was hard on my girl to see her old haunts and know she won't be studying or living there any longer, and it was hard for me to see her sad--especially since we were already generally exhausted, but, it was nice to be away from London and away from our nightmare apartment.

We got to catch up with her good friend Mags who is also a classist so it was fun for me to talk Greek plays with her and she offered to help me on anything I might need while I'm at school.

King's College Cambridge

Sunday was a bit of a disaster as again, TfL was being an asshat and we couldn't take the tube home, so, our 20 minute jaunt turned into an hour+ to swap laundry and move the fans in Molly's bedroom. I'd missed another launch and was bitter at life basically, so, we spent the afternoon reading in the sun and enjoying the sights of our beautiful city.

A sunny day in Trafalgar 

Hiya, Ben!

Thai for dinner, with great, long, challenging conversations, then back to our hotel where I got a FaceTime from the Italian, complete with Jackie and Chandler's cat, Zuni--who, looks thrilled, obviously.

This idiot. 17 days till we see each other again!

I braided Molly's hair, we watched a few episodes of Sex And The City for lights out on an emotional weekend. Ending my day with a few minutes seeing my guy and a few giggles with my best gal? Not too bad. Actually, kind of, perfect.

Then, this morning I ventured out to Notting Hill for a barre class and got to see the sun come up in the city I love--even if we are in a fight. A fight doesn't mean a break up, ya know....

Notting Hill, you'll always have my heart 

So, that's what happened to us here in Lodontown. Not very glamorous, but, oh well! What'd did y'all do? Please someone tell me something that involves a trip to Target, or, even better, In N Out!