Thursday, June 25, 2015

London Day 1: My Day in Lists (On the Hour)

Sleep quality (according to my sleep cycle app): 57%

1:00 am: Fall asleep after multiple relaxing music playlists, two drinks of water, and no melatonin supplement pills.

1:30 am- 4 am: Sleep very deeply.

4:30 am: Wake up for some unknown reason. Experience much difficulty falling back to sleep. Adjust room temperature. Regret not taking the melatonin. Drink a full glass of water. Crawl back in bed. Shift around a lot. Play the NY Times Crossword Puzzle App on nearby iPhone. Get up. Drink more water. Get back in bed. Watch "Feminist Frequency" on YouTube with earbuds. Think about feminism in pop culture. Eat a fresh peach from the bowl near the television. Try and fix the sink that won't drain. Get back in bed. Play Candy Crush saga. Think about life. Count backwards from 400 by threes.







7:00 am: Fall back asleep.

9:35 am: Sleep Cycle Alarm goes off. Listen to it going off for an undetermined amount of time.

9:42 am: Feel bad for Shayna who is trying to get you out of bed in time for breakfast.

9:47 am: Play your Get Psyched Mix, get dressed and ready to go.

10:00 am: Meet parents in hallway, get breakfast.

11:00 am: Leave for the day, get on the Tube (the London underground transportation system) and head to West End.

11:30 am: Buy four discount tickets for Memphis! the musical 2:30 pm matinee.

12:30 pm: Walk around the Covent Gardens. Find some really funny/sarcastic t-shirts. Keep them in mind to come back later.

1:30 pm: Order a chicken pita that is too spicy. End up eating half of Dad's sabich sandwich and 1/4 of mom's sabich sandwich and 0 of Shayna's weird health rice cauliflower cranberry thing.

2:30 pm: See Memphis! the musical.


3:30 pm: Sit in awe at act one. Maybe even get a little emotional.

4:15 pm: Proceed to be exceedingly disappointed with act two. Spend the next part of the afternoon discussing with Dad ways the show could've been written better IMHO (in my humble opinion).

4:30 pm: Shop for souvenir stuff.

5:00 pm: Still shopping

6:00 pm: Still shopping.

(London also has an odd fixation with minions. I'm not quite sure why.)

6:30 pm: Yet, still shopping.

7:00 pm: Conclude the shopping day with a couple of pins and a deck of cards. Head over to a vegetarian dinner place where you proceed to fall asleep on the window seat.

8:00 pm: Amidst the walking to the bridge for Shayna's photography and the Tube station to go back to the hotel, realize that you were sleeping instead of eating dinner. Suddenly become ravenous. Get very very mean and irritable.



8:22 pm: After hopeless searching for fish and chips, settle for a noisy and possibly overpriced Five Guys burger place where you order a cheeseburger. Order a shake with 7/9 of the available mix-ins. Tell yourself it is for your blood sugar and enjoy it immensely.



8:30 pm: Go up on the bridge over the Thames river. Let Shayna take lots of pictures.

8: 45 pm: Become annoyed because Shayna won't take enough photos of you. Start trying for selfies.


8:46 pm: Almost drop phone into Thames river. Stop taking selfies.

8: 52 pm: Finish taking photos. Exit bridge and notice some kind of cow festival.

8:57 pm: Learn that aforementioned cow festival is the udderbelly festival, a circus and comedy event. Beg mom to let you be independent and go to a show.



8:59 pm: Learn that the last show of the night starts at 9 pm. Begrudgingly wait for Dad, who has the money and the permission.

9:01 pm: Declare that by buying the tickets now, we can make the show only 2 minutes late.

9:03 pm: Meet up with Dad and try to convince him to allow you to go to the show. Scramble to make plans. Dad and Rivi go to comedy show, Mom and Shayna ride carousel and don't go to show.

9:06 pm: Arrive fashionably late to the comedy show, an improv trial game show that is actually pretty hard to describe but involves the audience.
"I see we have latecomers. Those who can afford tickets to the show but not watches." (laughs)

9:47 pm: Enjoy an elaborate comedy bit about the patriarchy.

9:52 pm: Yell "Smash the patriarchy!" from your awkwardly placed mid amphitheater seats.

9:54 pm: Finish being slightly embarrassed about soberly shouting about the patriarchy.

10:07 pm: Exit the moderately enjoyable comedy show and meet back up with family.

10:15 pm: Try and decipher the London underground maps.



10:45 pm: Arrive back at the hotel room.

11:30 pm: Start writing this post.

12:15 am: Finish writing this post.


With love from London,
Rivi

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