In no particular rush we wandered through Hype Park, down Oxford Street and into Soho, where we happily stumbled across China Town. In backpacker fashion we found the cheapest meal on the street and for only 3 pound 80 pence each had a nice serving of rice, noodles and pork.
From here we walked down to Piccadilly Circus and then over to Trafalgar Square, where I had a lovely 45 minute nap in the sun. In Sydney I've often walked through Martin Place and wondered who the bloody hell are these people that can just laze around and sleep while I'm working my life away? Well I'm no closer to understanding who they are, but I was one of them for a little while.
We spent our last night in London catching up with all the expats at a beautiful pub called The Old Bank Of England. Thanks to Sacha for organising this. It was great to see everyone in one place, Maria, Sacha, James, Shan and Eamon. I learnt from the 'Ale Trail' lessons of the night before, and stuck to lagers. Apparently all the English fellas like drinking the Ales, but myself, I like my beers cold and bubbly not warm and flat.
The story goes that Sweeney Todd used to murder people in the tunnels below the Old Bank Of England, then serve up pies made from the flesh of his victims. Well this is how Eamon told the story, but it didn't stop us ordering a meat platter that came with sausages and a selection of pies. To make the night worth everyones while, we handed out a packet of Tim Tam Double Coats to all the Aussies that turned up. Sorry Michael, since you didn't turn up yours went to Eamon, so on his late arrival home he'd have a peace offering for his girlfriend.
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