Lucky for me, life’s not only Mondays. There’s Fridays too. And last Friday I met up Annie for burgers. Restaurant dinners are my best thing. Eat food that someone else has prepared for you and no plates to wash up. Is it possible to be better than that? I met her at Old Street station, which was mental. They had to close the station at times because the platforms were full. so people piled up outside. When I get rich I’ll uber everywhere (that’s my second best thing, a private driver). We walked the short distance to Honest Burgers, sat down, had a beer, burger and shared sweet potato crisps which were divine. More things should definitely taste as sweet potatoes. When full and satisfied (is that just a Swedish expression?) we jumped on a bus to The Fox and met up almost all of my best friends.
That feeling, when you say hi to half the pub and are greeted with the biggest smile and a hug (perhaps that is my best-best thing). We sat down, had beers, chit-chatted about dit and dat. About forgotten weekend hikes and the discover of being in love-moment.
We also doodled.
And then we bought some beers, walked over to London Fields and a b-day party that lasted a bit too long I realised waking up Saturday morning. As show the rest of my photos, they are incredible blurry.