week seven

Massive train delays were responsible for the cancellation of my date with Dana on Monday, but Tuesday that was all made up for! The French restaurant that Dana had in mind was great, with a large variety of different small dishes to share, and exquisite wines. I notice that London still hasn’t grown used to me not tipping the 12.5 percent that is quasi blasé added to each bill, charged unless mentioned by the customer. The fun continued in a familiar looking bar that I yet had never been to, with beers and tequila (“surprise me”). This time I did feel a little drowsy the morning after, but naturally that was well worth it! And though I was very sure I wasn’t going to have drinks that evening, I was, with Martijn and Jochem and Marry and Thijs and some other people from work. Chilling out on Thursday eve and on Friday even some dance moves, the first ones in London! The real clubbing is saved for the very last night though. Today was sleeping in for way too long and watching Tottenham play Wigan in White Hart Lane! Superb! Even though the home-side lost 0-1 (the worst result for a spectator) I enjoyed being in a new stadium tremendously. And of course yet another scarf is added to the ever growing collection; the white and blue of The Spurs shall proudly be in my walk-in-closet among its functional souvenirs brethren from all over the world. Tonight either Tony-time at home or some drinks with David and his visitors, and tomorrow loads of Vasiliki! And it’s still sunny! See picture (that’s my apartment).