Brighton is a Time Warp

Ah, I am so anxious to get home! I am 2 weeks and 1 day away, but it is moving so slowly! And these next two weeks I actually need to study (something I have entirely forgotten how to do this semester). I have no more international trips planed (shocking, I know), so my goal for the remainder of my time besides studying is to check everything off of my "things to do around London" list.

The morning I got back from Amman, my friend and I hopped on a train to Brighton. We have been wanting to go forever but have been waiting till it was warm since its a famous beach town and all. Wait we forgot was, the UK is hardly ever warm. So alas, it was cold and windy and gray but what can you expect?

Despite the grayness, Brighton is pretty adorable. It felt like it was stuck in a time warp with a mix of 1956 and 1984. The pier had all of the typical pier-ish roller coasters and games and I played a slot machine for the first time ever (spending a total of 1 pound- high roller). There was also this weird but cool Indian-style Royal Palace that was built by some king that I can't remember. We took the tour and the audio guide was ridiculous as always but the only bad thing was it smelled like a poorly kept nursing home.

The Pier... standing under it made me think of Sandy and Danny from Grease

The Somewhat Ridiculous Royal Palace

The beach was really cute too. There were different colored striped beach chairs along the whole stretch and random carousels and food stands everywhere. And the beach was made of rocks! Not like the big rocks you see in some Northern or California beaches, but little smooth pebbles. This made walking in flats very difficult because every 2 minutes they would flood with pebbles.

The Strange Rock Beach

I wish we could come back at its peak in July or August because I would love to see it in its full glory, when there are people everywhere and the pier is bustling and the shops and restaurants are actually all opened.

The Last Stop: Amman, Jordan

My final travel destination... bittersweet. On the one hand, I never want to get on a plane or take a bus or train ever again or at least for a few months (well except coming home and back to GW). I also never want to call the bank again and inform them that I am indeed in whatever country I already told them I would be in and to stop freezing my account. I also don't want to ever move money from my savings account ever again. On the other hand, I will so much miss being able to find cheap flights and eating weird food and trying to speak languages I don't know and taking pictures in front of every tourist attraction ever. These are things I will not be able to do from Marietta, GA :(

I think that Amman was the perfect final destination though! First of all, it was my only non-european adventure. Secondly, I didn't have to sell my organs to afford to eat. Third, its like the greatest place ever. And lastly yet most importantly, I got to visit one of my favorite people ever.

I went to Amman to visit my friend Dani who was so kind to let me crash in her apartment for a few nights. I have been missing all my wonderful friends, many of whom I won't see until the end of August, so seeing someone who made my first two years of college amazing was definitely what I needed.

She also showed me around Amman, partly as a tourist but also as a resident. I am obsessed with the city. I even threatened to move in for 3 months over the summer and do nothing but learn arabic since I still haven't heard back about a summer internship/job. Visiting Amman helped me realize why I would never (well most likely never) live in London. It's just too big. Don't get me wrong, I love the city and I definitely want to visit again in the future but its like you can't make London home. I have always felt the same way about New York. Atlanta and DC are different. You can make them your own. That's what I love so much about them. You have all of the perks of a big city but they are small enough to feel like home. Amman is the same way. Even though it is huge, it still has an "intimate" feel to be cliche. I think that is what I also love about Nairobi.

Anyway, although I was only there for 3.5 days, I really did get to see a lot. I went to the balad and bought scarves and pirated DVDs, I ate falafel at some well known place, went to a couple expat-y bars, got to see the inside of the American Embassy (to pick up a jacket from the marine house), go to a few markets, see the citadel and amphitheater, ride a camel, go to the dead sea, and a lot of other stuff that I am probably forgetting right now.

Al-balad

Me on a camel... not a big deal

Now I am back in London though and I have to do all my finals studying :( But since I only have 2 weeks left in London, I also need to get all my last minute tourist stuff in.

PIctures from Portugal

Since my post about Portugal was a bit short, I'll let you see some pictures of the paradise I got to spend 7 days in.

First, the three different beaches we got to surf:

Amado Beach... Our first, most frequent, and my favorite beach

This was more or less our base beach. This is where the surf shop and equipment rentals were and where we went for the first 3 of the 6 surf days. It was my favorite for many reasons but mostly because it had a cafe that had really good coffee which is really nice after you've been in cold water for a few hours. It also had a lot of white water to surf so its good for begginners (aka me).

Baranco Beach... our 2nd beach, affectionately referred to as "the hippie beach"

This beach was really, really pretty, maybe even prettier than Amado. It had those beautiful orange cliffs that are apparently characteristic of the Algarve region of Portugal we were in. It was pretty small though so it got kind of crowded. Everyone came with campers and RVs to stay there for a few weeks which is (I guess?) why its called the hippie beach. One upside was that it had a ton of dogs everywhere that I played with, of course.

Our third and final beach... don't remember the name.

This beach we only went to for our last day or "free surf day." This place was on the southern coast of portugal so the waves were smaller but still plenty big to surf. It was also the closest to our house. It was a really big, tourist beach with lots of families but we were the only ones really surfing so we didn't have to compete with waves or run over people or any of that.

Now that you got a view of the beautiful beaches I got to spend all day at, here's a little view into Algarve Surf Camp:

The surf rental shop and cafe at Amado Beach

This is where we picked up our boards and wetsuits and where I got that wonderful coffee I mentioned earlier. We also have a cameo appearance of a few of the 17 Norwegians that were at camp the same time as me.

One of our jeeps with the boards being loaded up

First of all, I just have to say that I really want one of these jeeps. Second, you can see two of our surf coaches, Alli and Mo, both of which I loved. Let's just say that if one of them asked me to move to Portugal and leave in a beach town with them it may be hard to refuse, partially because Portugal is that beautiful and partially because they were that great.

And after 7 days, I had to leave :( But, on the way back to london I got to go to Lagos, Portugal and spend one more day on the beach:

The Marina in Lagos

I hope this has convinced you that you should go to Portugal, because you definitely should. And if you do go, please take me back with you!

An Example of Wedding Madness

A friend (hey Kels) sent me this link. I think it perfectly describes the madness surrounding the Royal Wedding.

Please Enjoy:

http://www.dangerousminds.net/comments/man_gets_prince_william_and_kate_middleton_tattooed_on_his_teeth/

I'M BACK

I am back in London and think it is about time for another blog post!

My two weeks of vacation were amazing but I have to say it is also good to be back here in London with my own room and free time etc. What I am not looking forward to however is starting my final papers and studying. They have to wait for a little bit though. Tomorrow my friend Fernando is coming to visit and we are heading to Brussels then Amsterdam. I promise that when we get back to London I will start working though so don't worry :)

I guess I could get started with my work today but today is my day of TV watching, sleeping, laundry, errand running, picture posting, and blog updating and I must say I am thoroughly enjoying it.

I already gave you a brief update about my travels with my mom and there is no way to describe 6 days of packed travel throughout italy in something short and readable so I'll just show you some of my favorite pictures from both my trip with my mom and when I met up with friends in Italy.

Borough Market in London

Tea Time in London

Waterfront in Cannes

Monte Carlo Casino

Montpellier, France

Flamenco Show in Barcelona

La Sagrada Familia by Gaudi

Barceloneta

Just Pushing Over the Leaning Tower

View of Florence from the Duomo

Beautiful Florence!

I Love Venice

An Absolutely Beautiful City

Swanky Mall in Milan

I hope you enjoyed the pictures!

Bienvienidos A Miami

Hey! Sorry it's been awhile since I've posted. This weekend I went to Madrid not Miami so don't get confused haha, Miami was just the name of our hostel. It was actually my first trip of the semester outside the UK, the first of many.

View from hostel room balcony

Let me just say that I was so excited to go to Spain. I made the horrific decision of skipping our AP Spanish trip to Spain in high school so I could finish a yearbook deadline (per usual) and have been dying to go ever since. And honestly even though we were only there for 3 days, we covered pretty much the whole city. My now hideous feet are the proof. They are full of blisters and probably bruises from walking miles and miles each day in either 4 year old boots or cheap primarck flats, neither of which were made for walking. My post-Spain exhaustion is also proof because I think we got an average of 3 hours a sleep per night. Nonetheless, I am glad in the long run for all of that walking and lack of sleep because that will be my only time in Madrid for a long time if not ever so I wanted to experience as much as possible.

Instead of telling you every little boring detail of what I did and where I went and what I ate, I'll try and make this post a bit more interesting by giving you my overall impressions of Madrid with a few little anecdotes along the way.

(1) The weather in Madrid is far superior to the weather in London. And while the weather channel predicted rain all weekend we lucked out and had only one day of rain and the other two were beautiful and sunny and warm.

(2) Madrid has beautiful parks, which were made even more enjoyable considering impression #1

Parque de Oeste in the beautiful sunshine

(3) All wine should be made into sangria. I think Spain agrees.

MMM Sangria!!!

(4) My high school Spanish is really rusty. Trying to communicate was embarrassing. I would ask someone something then they would respond and I would have no idea what they said.

(5) The architecture is beautiful and everything is colorful.

Beautiful buildings at the Plaza de Oriente near Palacio Real

(6) The Museums are huge and while they usually cost money they also have times when they are open for free so look into it ahead of time.

Picasso at Reina Sofia

(7) Chocolate is best eaten by the spoonful.

The chocolate portion of chocolate y churros a favorite Spanish snack/dessert. Too bad I'm allergic to churros

Yep, those were my biggest takeaway points from Madrid. I am heading to Barcelona in about 2 1/2 weeks so I am excited to compare the 2 and experience even more of Spanish culture that we didn't have time for. Bull fights and flamenco dancing anyone??

Bright Dresses, Feather Headbands, and Fur Coats

Translation of title is--- Its London Fashion Weekend!!!

For the record, sadly no I was not invited to attend a designers runway show. I did however get to buy a ticket to fashion weekend, which is an ongoing event the few days after the official fashion week. They take one of the main tents of fashion week and host a catwalk that shows some of the highlights from the past week. You can also get tickets to enter the designer sample sale where everything is marked down a lot, up to about 80% off I'd say. Of course, I bought tickets to both!

What may not be apparent by how I actually dress is that I really do love fashion. What I don't like is spending the money or energy on being fashionable so alas I where the same basic outfits over and over again but thats life. My dream for years and years was to work for Teen Vogue. And yes, this was my dream before the hills and no I do not aspire to be LC. Anyways, I have been so excited about this catwalk/ sample sale because I have never been to a real fashion show and I figure that London will be even more fashion forward than New York, right? Plus designer clothes at 80% off isn't bad either. Maybe I'll buy some stuff so all of these chic London girls stop showing me up with their fantastically grunge wardrobes.

Sarah and I got to the tent around 3 30 and the show started at 6, so we had time to look around at the sale and do some shopping. I kind of forgot before hand that a $600 pair of shoes at 60% off is still way over my budget, so for most of the clothes I admired and walked away. I did buy one dress though! Its a bright orange, flowy dress. It was only 20 pounds. I can picture myself now walking through the sand in Cannes then throwing on my color-blocked sandals (that I do not yet own) and walking through the streets of the Riviera. Yeah, embarrassing imagery. What can I say? I like to imagine where I will wear clothes before I buy them. And I am going to Cannes in April so it's perfect!

I also bought a fashion weekend gift bag. Not because of the stuff inside of it though. It was all lame. They gave me mouthwash and hairspray and mentos and I honestly haven't even looked through it all yet so maybe there's something good hiding deep inside. I bought the gift bag because of the bag itself. Its a regular tote but it has a sketch of the building and says London Fashion Weekend and has purple straps. I really just want to go shopping with it at trader joes when I get back to GW and make everyone jealous when they read it and think I was invited to some exclusive show of London Fashion Week. That really is my sole purpose for buying the bag. Well that and the purple straps. I do love purple.

Moving on- the show itself was OK. It was really cool to actually be inside of the tent, and some of the clothes were great (especially the series on bright color-blocking, I'm kind of into bright colors at the moment if you haven't noticed), but the way it was set up was weird. I guess I was expecting like a normal catwalk type thing, but it wasn't. There were weird interruptions throughout of ads or this random woman talking. It was fun nonetheless though, so I am glad I went. And I am really excited about my new dress.

Work it Girl!

Just on the catwalk after the show :)

Cheers to You Reading Week

As I mentioned to you before, this week is reading week so I figured I would update all of you on what I've been up to with all of my free time since Greenwich.

First off, on Wednesday I went to Windsor to see the castle and the town and all that good stuff. The castle is really big! I expected it to be somewhat like Cardiff Castle since that is my only point of reference as far as castles go, but it was so much bigger not to mention it is still in use unlike Cardiff. In fact, I believe that Windsor is the largest castle that is currently in use. We got to see the changing of the guards. If you ask me, it is way to drawn out. It was interesting for about ten minutes but then it all just kind of looks the same. They make a big deal about it though, there is an entire ring of floutists and drummers and other musicians in addition to the group of guards who are switching. I also got to take the tourist picture with the guard, who decided to stomp and freak out when I accidently touched him. AWKWARD. Apparently, touching them is very forbidden. We also toured the Queen's Doll House and since the royal family wasn't there at the time we got to tour the state apartments which were but also, like the changing of guards, way overdone! I guess thats what royalty is all about though, right?

Windsor, the castle

Me and the guard, who looks really uncomfortable

Castle Repelling... my new favorite sport

After our castle tour, we went around the town which had a lot of shops and restaurants like every other cute small town in the UK that I've been to so far. This one had a lot more of the big name shops though.

Windsor, the town

Where Harry and William went to college (note: not the same as University) in Eton, the town across the bridge from Windsor

By the time I got back to my room we had been gone for about 13 hours, so I was exhausted. And THEN, when I was getting ready to curl up in my bed and pretend to work on my paper, I read an email from my mom saying the bank called about fraudulent charges so I needed to call them back. At this point I was annoyed because they had done this before just because the charges were in London after I told them about 4 times I was out of the country. Turns out, however, that someone had in fact gotten both my debit and pin number somehow and stolen 800 dollars from my account. Most of my money is in my savings account so that means that they put me about 600 dollars in the negative on my checking. fantastic.

When I try to call to call the bank, my phone runs out of pre-pay minutes and when I call to top up my phone, my card is obviously rejected. This leaves me with no money, no phone, and no way to get in touch with the bank. Thankfully, after freaking out on facebook and getting sweet advice from a bunch of different people, my mom was able to put money on my skype account so I could call the bank. Once I called the bank, they were really helpful. They put the money temporarily back in my account and sent me the claim forms and assured me it wouldnt be an issue. The only thing that bothers me now is the person that would take my money :( With my lack of money, they didn't choose a good person to try and steal from so their loss! I hope the money at least went to pay for their sick child's medical bills or buy food for their family or some other worthy cause . My debit was cancelled and I have to make it to Barclays to get my credit card activated so for now I am trying to live off of my cash but hopefully it will all work out fine. Whatever. Annoying but no big deal and really what can you do? life happens.

On a happier note, on Thursday I went to Camden Market. Its like the alternative, goth, punk and many other weird sub-culture area but they also have lots of vintage stores and that kind of stuff. Has anyone seen What a Girl Wants with Amanda Bynes? I'm pretty sure its the place where she goes shopping by the River and tries on the weird clothes and sunglasses. It at least looks like it. The market seems to go on forever. It is quite possibly one of my new favorite places in London. I am definitely going back before I leave and stocking up on clothes (and an extra suitcase to carry them back in). There was also this store called Cyber Dog (google it) that I am now kind of obsessed with. Its all futuristic looking and rave clothes. I want a dress from there so bad! I think I might just have to be Zenon, Girl of the 21st Century (Disney Reference) for Halloween so I have an excuse to buy one since they're pretty expensive. Just don't go in the basement. It's a bit disturbing hehe. The last thing we did before we left was go to the first ice cream shop in Europe that uses liquid Nitrogen to make your ice cream right in front of you. They always have chocolate and vanilla and then each week that add a different flavor, which happened to be sea salted buttered popcorn when I was there. The whole place looked like a science lab- it was amazing.

Camden Market- again, think What a Girl Wants

Ice Cream Science FTW

Then today, GW England took us to the National Theatre to see Frankenstein. I thought it was really good! I think I was the only one who thought so from our group. It was definitely an edgy choice for GW because it was gruesome and there was a lot of nudity but it was really well done and the scene changes were incredible. It was ridiculously fluid, almost like a movie. Overall, I was entertained and thats what you look for in a show so I thought it a success. Oh, and random fact: the guy who directed it was the man who directed Slum Dog Millionaire.

Want to know the one thing I didn't do much of during reading week? Reading. That is probably what I should do for the rest of the weekend. At least I got a lot of the touristy stuff done :)

Dancin in the Streets

This is a post dedicated to all things street theatre, music, dancing, etc including Covent Garden street theatre, underground musicians, and Chinese New Year. Why you ask? Because London is all about dancing in the streets and its ridiculous enough that it deserves its own post. Plus, I have some really funny pictures that just must be shared.

First off, Covent Garden, the self-proclaimed home of street theatre! To start, Covent Garden is a market area with all different kinds of booths and then shops surrounding these. In every corner of the market there are street performers rotating in and out. Everyone from magicians to musicians to acrobats and much more line up to showcase their talents and make some spare change and maybe be "discovered." I learned later that you actually have to audition to even perform there. When I went, I saw a crazy woman doing acrobatics with plastic knifes and a neon pink leotard, a group of dancing violinists, and an opera singer. I wonder how much money they make? And if they have other jobs? I went on a weekday so they can't have a regular 9-5 type job. If school doesn't work out for me, I'm coming back and bringing my mandolin that I still haven't learned to play. If I mix that with my ex-cheerleader skills I think I could have a really interesting show.

I believe those are vegetable steamers she is wearing as a bra.

Dancing fiddlers!

Next, underground musicians. So, most big cities have performers in their metro/subway systems, but London's seem to be the most prepared/ well established/ interesting that I have seen. And some of them are really talented (and as you can guess others are not). My favorite guy I've seen at a few different locations but he always has his electric guitar and amp and is like really goin at it. He plays like hard rock too, not your typical elevator music. They don't shy away from being loud either. I can generally hear the musicians playing from way up the escalator before I even get down by the tube. This could also be a future career for me if I had any musical abilities at all.

Lastly, Chinese New Year. I heard, although this could be completely inaccurate, that London has the largest Chinese New Year celebration outside of Asia. I heard it over the radio in Wales so don't quote me on that, but I would believe it. There were so many people gathered in the streets that there were times when you literally couldn't move. And it wasn't just a couple short streets either. The crowd spread through all of Chinatown and Trafalgar Square and pretty much everywhere else nearby as well. Honestly it was kind of lame though. There were performances on a stage but the crowd was so big I couldn't see them. And it was just an endless sea of people pushing you and tripping you and this giant dragon throwing lettuce at you and banging a drum in your ear. Granted, I really hate crowds, so if you don't mind them then you could have found some way to have fun, but I couldn't get over the not being able to move thing. And then when we tried to go sit at a restaurant and eat, one person told us to go upstairs then the upstairs guy yelled at us to get out and go downstairs. I was so over it, so we left and ate lunch at a British restaurant instead. Best. decision. ever. If I stayed at the festival two more minutes I might have had a panic attack. I'm being a bit dramatic but in summary I would not go again next year even if I was in London.

Happy Chinese New Year!

That's all folks. for now.

Day Trips Part 3: Stonehenge and Salisbury

So, its no secret that I am probably the biggest nerd in the world. Don't worry you can agree, I'm not ashamed. And now one of my nerdiest dreams has come true, seeing Stonehenge! I have wanted to go to Stonehenge for as long as I can remember. Studying it in elementary school always fascinated me. Its actually all a part of my larger archaeological fascination with megaliths (aka big rocks), seeing that another one of my dreams is to visit the giant statues at Easter Island. Let's be honest, my dad and I may or may not have carved the Easter Island statues out of potatoes when I was younger. (PS thanks Dad, best project ever!) Anyway, I have been super excited about Stonehenge since I bought the bus ticket the first week of classes, like giddy with excitement. Everyone warned me its really boring, but I refused to let anyone stifle my enthusiasm.

My first visit to one of the 7 wonders!

For the record, it is a little boring. I mean, the only thing to do is look at rocks and it was cold and rainy. BUT I still loved it because now I have pictures in front of it and I learned a few new interesting facts. Such as...

Here goes, some of the main myths of how stonehenge got there:

(1) Giants brought the stones to Ireland from Africa and then no one could move them from Ireland so Merlin got frustrated and flew them over himself.

(2) The devil found the stones in Ireland in a woman's back yard. He wanted them for some reason or another so he made a deal with her that she could have as much money as she could count while he was packing up the stones. She thought since the stones were so large it would take him a long time and she would be "as rich as a princess." Turns out, however, that the devil is pretty strong and he picked all up in seconds and she got pretty much nothing. The devil carried the stones and flew them over to England, dropping a few along the way which are still scattered across the English countryside.

(3) Aliens.

Yep, that's pretty much what I learned from stonehenge. Oh, and that the stones came from Wales and were once thought to have healing properties when pieces were dropped into drinking wells. Stonehenge is officially checked off the bucket list!

Since the bus ride was 2 hours long and we were only at Stonehenge for an hour, they drove us to Salisbury too, which was nearby. The main thing in Salisbury is the beautiful cathedral which is home to the largest steeple in the UK, the oldest working clock, and the best preserved of the 4 original copies of the Magna Carta.

Salisbury Cathedral

Salisbury is also home to a cute town and lots of shops though. Tapas were eaten, tea was had, and stores were entered (though nothing was bought, sadly). Then back on the bus and home again.

Salisbury... Beautiful town and crisp, clean air!

Short post today but don't worry tomorrow is the Chinese New Year parade/festival so updates will follow as well a description of ridiculous London street theatre.

What I've Been Up To: Wales, etc.

OK, so a quick update on what I've been up to this past week:

Wednesday I went back to Brick Lane for dinner for a friends birthday where we negotiated down to 8 pounds per person for appetizers, main course, and wine. After Brick Lane we all went to The Rocket which I've already mentioned is one of my favorites. Music was again awesome- still lovin the 90s.

Then Friday was my main adventure for the week, which was a day trip to Wales, more specifically the capitol, Cardiff. From London its like a 3-4 hour bus ride, so we meet at 7 40 (after waking up at 7 20) to hop on the tube and catch our bus leaving at 8 30. Once we got to Cardiff, we grabbed something to eat at what we thought was a Deli. They take us down to the empty tables downstairs amidst colored lights and lounge-style couches when we see posters all over the walls realizing we are in fact in a drag queen bar, for breakfast. hahaha. I would somehow end up in a drag queen bar unintentionally. There weren't shows going on or anything but the food was good even if the server did try to get us to change our mind on all of our orders.

After satisfying our grumbling, empty stomachs my friends (Teena and Sarah) and I headed to Cardiff Castle aka Castell Caerdydd. After going to the wrong entrance and being confusedly stared at, we had to make our way around to the other entrance which gave us a chance to walk around the park. If it had only been warmer I would have stayed in that park forever. It was green and sunny with cute dogs and bikes and runners all around. My freezing hands and feet voted no to staying there forever, however. After making it to the castle doors and buying our tour ticket, we headed inside and the cutest little Welsh man showed us around, including long awkward pauses in his little speeches making him sound like a mix between a flight attendant and a news anchor. The tour was really interesting though and watching this woman and our guide play their little flirtatious game made it all the more so.

Outer Wall of Castell Caerdydd

The Old Part of the Castle

When the tour was over we watched a little movie then toured around by ourselves and climbed the old castle revealing a beautiful view over Cardiff. Check it out-

View of the Castle Grounds and Cardiff

After the castle, we did a little shopping, a little coffee drinking, a little wandering and then... a tour of Millennium Stadium, home of all things Welsh sports, most importantly rugby and football (remember not American football). We got to go see the field, go into the locker room, check out the press room, sit in the President's booth, including both Queen Elizabeth's and Prince William's seats. It was actually a lot more fun than I am currently making it sound. In fact, it was probably one of my favorite things I've done since I've entered the UK.

Holding the Trophy from when Wales Beat Australia

And after a good day in Wales, we had a three hour bus ride home. On the bus ride we proceeded to be the obnoxious American girls who didn't stop talking the entire way back, but our outgoing/annoying antics lead us to meet two really sweet people. First, a girl born and bred in Wales who thought we were absolutely ridiculous for taking a day trip to Wales. She repeated over and over again how intrigued she was by us and our weird accents and day trips. And then a guy from London who undoubtedly wanted all of us to shut up but he was in the middle so he kind of had to talk to us. It solidified to me that people from the UK in general are really sweet and friendly. I could totally move here!

Last update: I finally made it to Borough Market! I have been trying to go since I got here but kept on not going for one reason or another. Over winter break I saw a Barefoot Contessa special about Ina in London. In the show she went to Borough Market so obviously it went on my list. I mean if Ina loves it, then who am I to not go? It didn't disappoint. There were fruits, vegetables, weird meats, pig heads, mulled wine, sweets, baked goods, flowers, and really anything else you can imagine. I will definitely be making a return trip.

A Loud Borough Market Vendor