Champagne glasses and glasses made of ICE

I was flying out of Charoes de Gaulle on Friday morning at 8:45. Luckily I made friends with an Australlian couple who was taking the same flight and said I could follow them there. We were meeting at 6 am sharp. It's pretty easy to get to CDG via metro, and they only charge you 9 euro. Word from the wise, always factor in an extra 20-25 dollars into your flight price for getting to and from the airport. Trust me, there is no way to avoid, unless you loan on hitch hiking.

Apparently I snooze through the one hour flight with my mouth open, classy. I followed the Australlians on to the bus which takes you to the train which takes you to Kings Cross. One metro ride later and a one hour time difference and I was at Victoria Station. A police man saw me staring at the Mao on my iPad and asked me "What can I do for you love?" Someone speaking English to me? I love London. He directed towards Nadine's flat. For those of you not playing the home game, Nadine is my cousin and she moved ot London in August for work. I arrived at her flat and waited for Spencer, the doorman who let me in and showed me how to use all her complicated keys.

Then I relaxed. You cannot help yourself when you enter the first place that feels homey in a long time. Nadine's apartment is so cute and so adult. I chilled for a bit then got a new sim card for my phone and picked up some groceries. I made a grilled cheese which was awesome and then fell into a coma for three hours. I woke up to Nadine arriving home at about 7pm. We chatted for awhile and discussed plans for the night. We decided on Chinese take out, something I have not had in forever so I was excited. Nadine's boyfriend (who goes by Sha, I love it) has a feigned Kostas who was having a birthday party at a local club. I decided to go there to meet Nadine's friends and then meet up with Genna and Elsha at Ice Bar.

Now, Nadine didn't warn me that we would be attending an adult party. Seriously, there was a guy serving champagne in glasses. The party was located on the top floor of the club, so it was private. I felt very adult and it was a change from what I am used to. I met a bunch of her friends and Sha, who was definitely a social butterfly. I hung out for a bit then I grabbed a cab to Ice Bar. My friend Elsha happened to be in London for the week with her boyfriend since his parents just moved there. Basically, three out of my four girlfriends from college were in the same time zone and in London, it was very strange. Genna's flat mate Mimi and her adorable British boyfriend were also in attendance.

Ice bar is pretty self explanatory. After you register online and check in at your selected time, they bundle you up. Seriously. They put you in these capes with hoods that are lined with fur and have gloves dangling off of them. You also keep your jacket on and rejoice in the fact that you're wearing jeans and boots. So the bar is made of ice... And so are the walls, the sculptures, the chairs and the glasses. You get a complimentary drink from buying your 15£ ticket so we got those first and commenced taking a gazillion pictures.


Top: Scott, Mimi, Dave
bottom: Genna and I


Mimi, Genna and I


For all of you who missed my entries in Berlin, this is Genna. We are in love with each other to the point of where it is strange. Since Matt (the BF) and I will be close to each other at school this Spring, Genna and he have drawn up a custody agreement to share me. I am flattered and only slightly disturbed.

Well, that night I returned to Genna's house with her which is very nice. However we almost murdered one of her flatmates for bringing a rowdy crew there form 4am to 6am. I am sure her program would frown upon violence though.

XO

P.S. I come home on Tuesday... So I will try to wrap up my blog entries by the end of the week. I am sure I will write some on my loooooooong plane ride back to America.