Sunday, took Mom to Camden Market! On our way to the station, I caved in and made my first purchase to a shop I previously avoided like the plague...but took the advice of Scott and brought her to Sandwich World for breakfast. 3 quid gets you 2 coffees and a 1.5 foot baguette with suagage egg and cheese. I think she got onions too. Now being GF I can't get a sandwich there even if I wanted to, but she enjoyed hers thoroughly.
We hopped on the Gloucester tube and off we went to the land of awesome food vendors throwing you samples and freebies left and right. This is where my shopping impulses take full control. Left with 2 new dresses, and handmade skirt, 2 necklaces and could not leave without a cup of mulled wine, and delicious white winter tea (which was brewed in a big old cauldron the size of a wash basin and sold by a guy who could have well used a good shower) - but delicious never the less! That's what makes an adventure, not knowing if there is something else brewing in that tea... Mom made friends with another vendor down the way, selling homemade veg soup - which was awesome. I have decided that I am seriously going to consider looking into how much it costs to rent a stall and set up shoppe because I could totally live that life for a bit. We got hot chocolate shot samples - pure cocoa - delicious. Mom also gave me quite a laugh, when we were looking at some jewlery and the vendor approached simply saying "Y'Alirigh?" Mom's response was a concerned, defensive "Yes, I'm fine...why? Is something wrong?" - Maja B forgot that this was a common greeting, like "Hi, how's it going?" - and not literally "are you okay..." More translating to mediate between Maja B and the rest of the UK...haha
The market was filled with soaps and clocks, butons and bracelets, bags - just so many cool and creative ways to make a buck. Lot's of recycled materials going into new innovations. The Inspiral Cafe was amazing - I wish I had been hungrier to eat there - it was Raw Food/Vegan/Vegetarian/Gluten Free and smelled delicious - hot spot for Live Music/Open Mics as well, right on the strip... Next Time :)
On our way out, we saw this amazing piano player - I didn't get his name I don't think, but have a video.
We hopped on the Gloucester tube and off we went to the land of awesome food vendors throwing you samples and freebies left and right. This is where my shopping impulses take full control. Left with 2 new dresses, and handmade skirt, 2 necklaces and could not leave without a cup of mulled wine, and delicious white winter tea (which was brewed in a big old cauldron the size of a wash basin and sold by a guy who could have well used a good shower) - but delicious never the less! That's what makes an adventure, not knowing if there is something else brewing in that tea... Mom made friends with another vendor down the way, selling homemade veg soup - which was awesome. I have decided that I am seriously going to consider looking into how much it costs to rent a stall and set up shoppe because I could totally live that life for a bit. We got hot chocolate shot samples - pure cocoa - delicious. Mom also gave me quite a laugh, when we were looking at some jewlery and the vendor approached simply saying "Y'Alirigh?" Mom's response was a concerned, defensive "Yes, I'm fine...why? Is something wrong?" - Maja B forgot that this was a common greeting, like "Hi, how's it going?" - and not literally "are you okay..." More translating to mediate between Maja B and the rest of the UK...haha
The market was filled with soaps and clocks, butons and bracelets, bags - just so many cool and creative ways to make a buck. Lot's of recycled materials going into new innovations. The Inspiral Cafe was amazing - I wish I had been hungrier to eat there - it was Raw Food/Vegan/Vegetarian/Gluten Free and smelled delicious - hot spot for Live Music/Open Mics as well, right on the strip... Next Time :)
On our way out, we saw this amazing piano player - I didn't get his name I don't think, but have a video.
We walked back to Mornington Cresent and passed Club Koko, where more memories came back of the sticky floors, but great concert venue.
Back to the hostel we went, where we met my Aunt CC - and she was hungry so we went to a local pub. Now, according to her, we had to go to a specific one she had seen (right outside the tube) that raved on it's sidewalk chalk sign that they had the best British food and was world famous. I had to laugh because all of the pubs have literally the exact same menu, and boast of the same claims to world famous, best fish & chips, etc...but let her have her fun. I got a fabulous Tomato Basil soup - Mom got her cider (she's addicted). Aunt CC got a mulled wine, and again I had to laugh when she interrogated the waitress about where the pollock (for her fish & chips) was from. Seriously? In a generic pub in England they will more than likely 1) not know the specific body of water it came from and 2) no it is not organic. Oh well, again - just let it go and put a smile on.
The day was long, and dead tired - so back to the hostel and off to bed we went.
x KB
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