Jet-lag, birthdays and sick on Downing Street 1st May 2005 in London, United Kingdom


I got back to London last Sunday. It's really weird, for about 2 days, my bedroom and my office seem to look a lot different and smaller. They planted a heap of trees along the street I live on and on quite a few other streets in Marylebone, the area looks a lot nicer now.

Thank god it's a bank holiday weekend. I hadn't slept in since I got back from Canada. My sleeping patterns went completely a-wall. One morning I had woken up at 3:30am and I couldn't get back to sleep and ended up playing ages of empires until it was time to go to work. I was the first person in my office 2 days last week which either doesn't speak volumes about my company or reflects poorly on my sleeping behaviour.

Anja and I went out to a birthday party in South London yesterday. It was in a bar called "Bar room bar" and I can say it's probably one of the best places I've been to in a while. They had a roof top terrace that you could see the London Eye from. Anja and I got to meet a lot of really funny and interesting people there.

The trip back to our home was a bit ruff though. We caught a bus but I kept feeling wheezy and the Japanese girl sitting about 20 inches opposite of me was getting nervous with the getting-sick facial expressions I was making.

I told Anja we had to get off the bus. Funny enough, I just about ended up getting sick in front of Downing Street. We then went into the McDonalds on Whitehall where I demanded water.

We caught a black cab for the rest of the journey. The driver was kind enough to break land speed records through Mayfair and Marylebone and endanger the lives of everyone on Oxford Street in order to get me home before I had the chance to create some modern art in the back of the cab.