Impulse adventure. waking up at A-stupid-M to catch the national express; destination victoria station. If you know my sister or myself our first stop is predictable; oxford street- three story topshop- also referred to as heaven. after raping our debit cards we graced our stomachs with Garfunkel’s then made our way back to the last minute bargain five star hotel. where we dolled up to arrive (literally) just in time for Sofia’s over due birthday present; Ghost the Musical. Which for the record i recommend watching, because it was truly miraculous. But, our night wasn’t over yet, my phone read “i’ll be at the bar proud” resulting in underground adventure to Camden town, where we unexpectedly arrived to a bar filled with stripper pole booths & “bad sex” promotion posters. slightly uncomfortable waiting for Maria’s arrival. i’ve never heard so many excited screeches as when we bumped into Maria. demonstrating my light weight skills with the assistance of cheap wine. dancing like no one was watching. dismissing extremely hilarious chat up lines/actions. screaming in staff’s faces. vandalizing camden towns statues. getting into strangers “taxis”. unsuccessful fast-food search. attempting to sober up at the hotel with the results of a corner shop raid. there’s nothing i love more than impulse adventures with my sister <3
