What a Good Day

Yes, before you complain, I know I still need to finish the last entry. I know you're dying to see pictures of our flat in little Pakistan. But wait just a few because I want to write about today. It was a good, solid day from start to end, and here's why.

Well, my interview was at 2, so I didn't have to get up super early. I dozed in bed for an hour instead of waking up at 9 like planned. Then I had some breakfast and finished a movie on my laptop. Then it was shower time, get dressed, and take the tube to Victoria.

I stopped by Pret for a sandwich (chicken and avocado...so good). Then I walked past the Billy Elliot theatre to the Elliot House (nice) where the Outreach Fundraising office is located. Signed in and waited, met a sweet girl named Annabel. Then Kevin camed down, brought us up, and we began. It was just myself and Ali, a nice fellow from Pakistan. We filled out paperwork and chatted about school, hobbies and our Obama love.

Kevin came back. I introduced Ali (a display of my communication/learning skills, I suppose), and he introduced me. "Well, this is David. His favorite color is orange."

Blah, blah, blah. Interview stuff. I learned about Oxfam and gave am impropmtu presentation about it. Kevin bought it. Then I asked a lot of questions because I do not want to rush into a mess like Jigsaw (shout out to Jigsaw!). I made sure to cover all the points, and honestly, I was satisfied with the answers. It really sounds like a nice albeit challening-when-it-comes-to-the-incessant-rejection time. Did that make sense? Anyway, if you want the conclusion to that chapter, scroll down a little and skip the next few graphs.

So, from there I walked past Buckingham Palace because it's really close. I felt really touristy, but let's be real, it's a nice place. Cue picture:

Don't those roses look vivid?

Then, I walked through St. Jame's Park, and I saw this nice little stand with ice cream, and I just decided to splurge. So, I got a scoop of pistachio, and it was brilliant. I asked a couple if they would snap a photo of me eating it. Here's that:


After a nice breeze through the walk (I'll be going back), I phoned Matt, and we decided to meet at the American Apparel on Carnaby Street (I wanted to try on a pair of trousers). While I waited for him to get there, something amazing happened. It was one of those moments in which you just smile and thank goodness that you were there to see it in person. What could this be? Well, a woman was standing not too far from me, and she all of a sudden started belting out a song. I thought she was a kook, but then another person joined in. Gradually, the song turned into a whole street production. I got my camera out and took a video. Here's the proof:

(well crap...technical difficulties...I'll try to upload the video tomorrow)

I loved it. They were a troupe from the Soho Youth Theatre. I talked to them a little bit and complimented them on the performance. They were cool, and I'm pretty sure I want to go to their performance (maybe this week). Geez, I haven't been to any theatre yet.

So, Matt showed up (he unfortunately missed the song), and we did the shopping thing (minus actually buying anything). Then, we went to a great crepe shop, and I had an awesome tuna crepe for meal #3. Oh, right before we went inside, I got a phone call. It was Kevin from the interview. He offered me the job, and since I had had time to think about it, I said, "That sounds like it should be good." So, end of job search #2. I'm gonna stick with this one no matter if it turns out to suck. I'm sure there will be another entry all about it.

After that, I wanted to check out a cafe I found on the internet. It's called the First Out Cafe, and on Mondays, they have "Life Drawing." Basically, a model comes in (each week a different costume), and everyone sits around a draws her in different poses. It was so neat.

notice the funky model and the people drawing

We drew for a little bit, then we decided we wanted to stay out for just a little bit longer, so we stopped at a bar and hung out. Cue another picture (as if there hasn't been enough in this post):



Then we got free wrist bands for entry to the Ghetto, and since it's one of our faves, we decided to make a quick appearance. On our way though, we passed a vegan Chinese place, so we got a little take-away plate and devoured it. Delicious! (Although my tummy hurts a little bit now). Then we arrived at Ghetto. Monday nights, their party is called the Frat Party. I know, how appropriate. So, we danced for a short bit, but then I wanted to come home before it got late.

And now I'm here. Hope you enjoyed my day; I know I did.

Oh, wait. One of the last things I saw. This guy in the Tottenham Court tube station: