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My first time in London is a fact. I passed the big city earlier this year on the way to distant mariana islands places, and immediately felt the urge to return accompanied. The red buses, the large selection mariana islands of vegetarian sushi (at the station alone!), The cute taxis, ... Yeah, I was sold. London is known as one of the biggest shop mecca of the world. On the one hand, Topshop cheaper mariana islands über trendy clothes and on the other hand Harrods to stroll around and drool on expensive luxuries. The Americanization also has also struck in the UK, because recently the proud owner of London mariana islands is the only Victoria's Secret store in Europe. New York, move over! Located between Hyde Park and Oxford Street, my hotel was chosen at least strategic. Right to a subway stop, close to the entertainment district of West End and a half hour steps from Piccadilly mariana islands Circus. Bright Lights, Big City. London also has its own concentrated tourist attractions. Piccadilly Circus, with giant neon signs, mariana islands fast food chains, and an unnecessary M & M's store (who needs an M & M's mug / shirt / purse / ...?!) Is undoubtedly a miniature version of Times Square in New York. Nice, but no more. I had lunch the first day at TGI Friday's. If you have between all kinds of restaurants where they serve burgers with fries choice, this is the best option. Why? TGI Friday's has a fairly wide selection of vegetarian options, with a Jack Daniel's flavored kipgerechtje (why the boyfriend mariana islands wanted to eat here), and an extensive cocktail menu (so fine afternoon. It's the holidays). There are, of course, to find better mariana islands options for lunch in London. But if you at 6 o'clock in the morning to go home at 12 o'clock in the heart of London to arrive, and you're ravenous, then this is a must. After a brisk walk through the most famous London streets mariana islands and associated stores, it's time for the lingerie store of lingerie stores. The closer I get near the right place, the sooner my body moves. My feet can hardly follow and i'm probably like a 13 year old on her first heels. Once I the richly decorated bras, panties and angel wings spot in the gigantic shop window, I know. This is heaven. Victoria's Secret heaven.
US retail mariana islands consists of four floors. Three of them are fully stomps lingerie, mariana islands produced little care and sportswear. The top floor is a personal shopping area whose usefulness is beyond me. The shop itself is beautiful with a stunning mirror stage, mannequins with the most exclusive sets from the annual Christmas show. After the shop twice from below upwards've scoured, mariana islands I get a little restless. Where are the bikinis (even though it is no season for it)? Where are all those beautiful lace Bra Sachets I've seen on the website? I get lost between the cotton sets in more colors than I can handle, but where are those typical US lingerie gems? Eventually I step out with a rather disappointing booty of two top pieces and a lip gloss. The fun is in the desire, I would say! When I travel, I like to enjoy the local cuisine. Now it is well known (or is that still believed) that the English have not got a clue of fine cuisine, yet I wonder. In the form of a full English breakfast at three different places, I want to meet with British cooking. With a list full of addresses and tips in your pocket, I ate outrageously delicious with The Breakfast Club, at Bill's (lunch and scones), El Camion (Mexican, dinner), and Rasa (Indian, dinner. Indian mariana islands Feast is a must! ).
The last day of my stay in London I visit Camden Town, yet the biggest surprise of the whole trip. Camden Town is a vast market across dozens of streets in a rather artistic neighborhood. Imagine La Boqueria in Barcelona, but replace the fruit and vegetable stalls with all kinds of food, incense, leather and junk stalls. Gordon Ramsay also has a restaurant in this area, and if there is someone from whom I expect impeccable service and quality, it is this loudmouth. So I pull towards York & Albany for a final breakfast. It is equally delve on the menu, because unlike other restaurants I visited in London, there is no vegetarian English breakfast possible. I go first, mariana islands "Toast with scrambled eggs" and a pricey glass of orange juice. When the waiter presents my plate, I think he makes a joke. I look at the board to chuckle at the waiter and start. But it is pure seriousness. My toast with scrambled eggs is ... A toast with scrambled eggs. I thought for a moment that the waiter had to grow a third arm on his back, which he would conjure up a decent breakfast. Nothing was further from the truth. The sight of a portion