#august2k14

Monday: CAMDEN and watching zanna navigate the awful pavement in her heels like a fuckin pro. deeply impressive shoe hunt in oxford street that was SO successful. also impressive zanna encouraged me to buy a £60 dress but i only got charged £48 and it was a super beautiful time why the fuck do i have such a vivid memory of us discussing vegetables in starbucks sang both our national anthems outside Buckingham palace and had a wild and stunning photoshoot  shivered on a bench while listening to and singing cute songs :(( Tuesday: MET IZZY in front of our next hostel, after a slight break of the ‘check out is at ten’ rule the receptionist was so fascinated by me and zannibal like ‘you met on the internet and now you’re spending all this time together OH GOD SO CUTE wow’ went to brick lane. brick lane is pretty crap???? MET RICKY MARTIN holy shit we were all wrecks in the like 20 minutes beforehand sat on the floor of st pancras like !!!!!!!! spent the night in our hostel bar. there were cocktails there was some amazing top quality singing there was some terrible mac and cheese ricky martin gave everyone presents and it was so cute and lovely and i just oh god I LOVE THEM ALL  Wednesday went to borough market. there was so much cake and lots of german stuff to keep my wife happy! sat on a bench and discussed our country’s education systems WENT TO THE TATE for like half an hour STREETCAR I CAN’T TALK ABOUT IT YET BUT oh my god????/. it’s so amazing!??!?!?!???? zanna wept on my shoulder and we squeezed each others hands when gay feelings arose izzy and ricky did some super inconspicuous leaning met gillian anderson lol nbd MET THE ERINS oh my goddddd i wish we hadn’t been so betrayed by london/tubes/pubs it would’ve been so cool to hang out for longer!! had super good super expensive mojitos oh maaan prosecco happened. power ballads happened met some v interesting people outside sexy goldfish was immortalised on Instagram Phil got in the fucking car some dude tried to join my wives' party Thursday: first things first, we put on temporary canada related tattoos actually successfully navigated and pulled off an hour on buses with all our bags oh man did the photographers gallery which was AMAZING a picture exists of me and zanna which has gotta be the best photography ever conducted tbh the timing was impeccable went to gay bars and were glared at by gays bc obviously ‘gay’ means only homosexual men NO WOMEN ALLOWED izzy left :’( oh my god there was amazing gelato managed to get back to our place for the night our host (airbnb) was bein a little weirdo challenging our gurl tumblr user lecterswench to a cooking contest we had the most amazing pasta ever and he was sad there was vodka. there was tickling. there was beyoncé. there was a very unstable air bed Friday: HOLY SHIT WE ACTUALLY MANAGED TO GET RICKY MARTIN TO HER COACH IM STILL AMAZED. you guys. there were like. 5 minutes. not even 5 minutes essentially friday morning was spent battling public transport and then getting locked in heathrow and being sad and omg we said goodbye to zannibal and everything was :((( but then we realised heathrow was still like shut bc there was a fire alarm or something so we couldn’t get our quick train and had to use tubes and holy shit you guys. i don’t know how the hell we pulled it off zanbabe went to canada ricky martin went to edinburgh i cried on a bench  a coach driver pulled over to check i was okay  i cried in a taxi i cried on the train oh my god i can’t believe it’s only been like 4 days since we were all together but yeah AUGUST2K14 WAS THE BEST FUCKING TIME EVER im so slushy about it