So we decide to go into London for the night, Elena and I. It all started out as a fun idea...but when we got going, juggling 2 bags, a baby and pram around London was not exactly my idea of fun.
I was most nervous about navigating the underground, thinking about all the gazillion stairs and escalators and how we were going to manage. However every time we got to a flight of stairs there was always someone around to help, which was such a relief and actually made public transport quite pleasant believe it or not.
So there we were riding up an escalator, Elena working her magic as always. She was below me, i.e exactly eye level with the guy below her who I must admit was a bit to cool for school. I could almost see him roll his eyes back thinking oh no baby alert. He had his nose in his book desparately trying to ignore us, at least he tried to but little miss Elena had locked in on a serious stare. He then looked up gave her a smile but she wouldn't even blink. When we got to the top of the escalator he turns round and says 'Cracking eyes!' I thought to myself damn straight :)
Gatecrashed Daddy's hotel |
Paddington Station |
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What has the world come to, marmite chocolate |
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couldn't resist a little retail therapy and this Denim Jacket |