Sunflowers

Spring break!!! I am staying here in London for break, but SamiBo is coming to visit me, and we are going to hit up everything that London has to offer. Much walking to everywhere. It will be lovely to have nothing better to do with my day than to start walking in the morning and come back whenever we feel like it. I am so excited!! :)

So today, Laura and I went to East London for an East Festival celebrating that region of the city. There was this hugeee food fest area with all sorts of really fresh stuff, so we got a veggie burger loaded with crap and walked around some. Among the things we saw: A dress made out of ties. A wool-maker. A felt-maker. A petting zoo!!--sheep, a pony, a donkey, chickens. We also got some wares from a van called "Choc Star," which apparently drives around the city and sells chocolate goodies and is both famous and fabulous. Yum.

Then we stopped at this Salvation Army-like place. I bought a "teaching children poetry" book. Laura bought a blue sunflower. Both of these add importantly to the free yellow daffodils some street vendor gave us. They also contribute to the decor of our newly spotless and organized flat! It's true. We worked hard.

Then for dinner (I swear we did more than eat today--there was much walking between choco-van and dinner time), we mashed sweet potatoes into kidney and black beans with tomato paste, added zucchini carrots onion broccoli bell pepper coriander chili and cumin, and had sweet potato-bean burritos with guacamole and salsa. Culinary masterpiece. And we made coffee raspberry muffins from scratch. Really, Laura and I are domestic goddesses. There are just no other words.

And now we are going to complete a lovely day by watching the glories of Whitney Houston in "The Bodyguard."


Musing of the day:
If one happens to get on the wrong tube line on the way back from a grand outdoor festival, and one happens to be carrying quite a large artificial blue sunflower, it is probably wise to exit the train and backtrack at the next stop, rather than creating a commotion by whipping around furiously trying to read alternative maps posted around the walls of the car.

Q&A of the day:
Where do you find a mop in this city? Answer: Nowhere.