Awkward Balloons...

So, last you've heard from me, we ate at this weirdo restaurant in a crypt. Well, guess what? I got freaking food poisoning! After I wrote that blog about how bad the food was, as soon as I got in bed, my stomach started hurting. After an hour and a half of trying to sleep it off, I finally went to the bathroom and threw it all up. It was almost as if the food in my stomach was insulted by what I wrote about it and decided to get its revenge by poisoning my insides.

The next day, I tried to get through the day as best as I possibly could without making myself sick again. The wobbly tube ride did not help at all, but then I had miso soup for lunch that was only one pound and fifty pence, and that made me feel a little bit better. Mariel and I had wanted to go to St. Paul's Cathedral, but we decided that we shouldn't go because I may not have been able to make the climb up the dome. So, we put that off for another day, and we decided to go to the Tate Britain Museum. It was my least favorite museum out of the ones that I've seen here because I'm was a little confused by the combination of historical art and modern art in such close proximity to one another. After that we met up with our friends and went to this Italian restaurant called "Guidos", which was pretty decent. The serving sizes were fairly large, and the food tasted much better than previous meals that I've recently had that I'm not going to mention again.

After "Guidos", we went to this pub called "Shakespeare's Head." Mariel and I got beers even though we're not really "beer people." I thought that my beer tasted like bread, and then everyone made fun of me for voicing that opinion aloud. I mean, its practically made of the same stuff, so I don't see why its such a shocker for someone to say that beer and bread taste similar.

Anyway, today we were completely useless. We woke up at noon, then when we finally left the house we went to eat lunch, and I discovered that after the second time trying it, I'm not a big fan of fish and chips. Then we went to the supermarket, and got food and snacks for the rest of our time here in London. After that we got ready to go to this club called "Koko" with our friends. It was fun, but I definitely wore the wrong shoes. Now my feet are throbbing, but at least I was able to enjoy the music... to an extent.

I have a feeling that tomorrow I'm going to be just as useless as I was today. I'll try not to be.