last night there occurred a moment of pure ecstasy. on our way back from an nyu social event at smithy's bar, a torrential downpour snuck out from behind
the clouds and enveloped me in the epitome of pure london-ness. words cannot express the feeling of love that overcame me while i ran through the narrow winding streets and alleys past hundreds of brits sitting in the pubs, all warm and cozy, sipping their cider. once i reached NIDO, what my friends thought was a beacon of salvation (and dryness), i stood outside, arms opened wide, looking up at the sky, thanking God for letting me have this life-changing/enriching experience that i'll remember for the rest of my life.in conclusion, i have found true love in london. love of the dim-lit pubs, energetic british-speaking tour guides, parliament buildings(...), tripping on cobblestone streets, rusty park benches, bent over trees, running through pouring down rain in suede boots, smokey stoops, and bad british food. i could get used to this.
(picture 1: the sexy girls after the rain; courtesy of laura)
(picture 2: dome of st. paul's cathedral; courtesy of me)

LAUREN your blog is amazing wonderful stupendous fantastic phenomenal!!! I'm so glad someone else is blogging about our amazing London life. This post was epicccccc and yes it was by far the most exhiliarating moment ever, and i can only imagine more moments like this are on the horizon :-D keep writing girl!!!
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