...and a Jolly nice Sunday tooPosted on 2008/10/02 23:14:13 (October 2008). [Sunday 28th September]
Another nice and non specific day much like yesterday. Chie and I decided to head out to do a spot of shopping in the afternoon, and as the weather was pleasant and we weren't in much of a rush we chose to walk again.
On the way to the centre we took a slightly unusual route and passed through what we eventually realised was part of Westminster Abbey. I think that part is called The Sanctuary, and at least some of that surprisingly large complex appears to be some kind of school. It was all rather enthralling, amazingly oldey worldey, and great for something we really just wandered into by accident.
We had lunch at my favourite Mexican restaurant - Cafe Pacifico, near Covent Garden. Whilst Chie's choice was a bit ropey, I went for the usual thing I order (the Quesada Grande) which was very nice indeed. After quite a boozy week I decided I probably ought to lay off the alcohol, and so instead went for a non-alcoholic cocktail, which was surprisingly quite nice, albeit containing a bit too much crushed ice.
After lunch we embarked on a spree of shopping, Chie bought some Anya Hindmarsh shoes, and I rather adventurously bought a jumper and a shirt in Gap. I was recently complimented at the office (by my manager) about how I didn't dress at all like a software engineer, which I rather liked, and so I have been spurred on to update my wardrobe further still, albeit, as mentioned, not particularly adventurously.
We meandered back by way of Chinatown (popping into what has now become our "usual" Chinese supermarket for a few odds and ends), and from there on to Piccadilly and St. James's. In fact we ended up walking all the way back home, and again I was in awe of all the fabulous buildings tucked away down otherwise unpromising little side streets.
We stopped for a coffee at what looked like a new Pret on the way back, as both of our feet were hurting. That was surprisingly nice too (not the coffee in particular, but just the little break aspect of it).
In the evening I made a slightly unsuccessful meal - some strange "vegetarian steaks" I had got at the Chinese supermarket earlier, served with some peas, julien carrots, and polenta with truffles (because we didn't have any other staples in). It was one of the two remaining truffles I had from the batch I bought a few weeks ago, and by this point it had definitely lost most of its' flavour. Oh well.
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