Isn't James Funny?
I've been quite fortunate on this trip. The weather has been nice pretty much the whole time. A little cloud here and there, but not much for rain.
That being said, my friend Bill and I chilled in Richmond for the afternoon. Went for lunch at a little spot near The Quadrant, a main street full of shops. At the restaurant, a hottie we only referred to as "the large-breasted woman" sat two tables down from us. She must have caught us gawking at her because as I walked by her, she gave me a "hello" and a grin. Yeah...she wanted me.
In any case, Bill was trying to line up a little boat ride up the Thames River but the tide was too low. By the time it was going to be high enough, there wouldn't have been enough time for the cruise and for me to get to Central London for my dinner date.
I met up with Theresa and Ronnie, friends of my friend James who I was fortunate to meet when they were in Vancouver recently (on two separate trips). Ronnie lives in London. Theresa is a Canadian who lived in London for 18 years and now lives in India.
In any case, they took me to a great little Indian restaurant in SoHo. We chatted about nonsense, drank wine, and ate spicy food. Whenever there was a lull in the conversation, someone (usually Theresa) would say "Isn't James Funny?" I'm sure he's gloating that we even mentioned him.
Theresa, Ronnie and yours truly.
That being said, my friend Bill and I chilled in Richmond for the afternoon. Went for lunch at a little spot near The Quadrant, a main street full of shops. At the restaurant, a hottie we only referred to as "the large-breasted woman" sat two tables down from us. She must have caught us gawking at her because as I walked by her, she gave me a "hello" and a grin. Yeah...she wanted me.
In any case, Bill was trying to line up a little boat ride up the Thames River but the tide was too low. By the time it was going to be high enough, there wouldn't have been enough time for the cruise and for me to get to Central London for my dinner date.
I met up with Theresa and Ronnie, friends of my friend James who I was fortunate to meet when they were in Vancouver recently (on two separate trips). Ronnie lives in London. Theresa is a Canadian who lived in London for 18 years and now lives in India.
In any case, they took me to a great little Indian restaurant in SoHo. We chatted about nonsense, drank wine, and ate spicy food. Whenever there was a lull in the conversation, someone (usually Theresa) would say "Isn't James Funny?" I'm sure he's gloating that we even mentioned him.
Theresa, Ronnie and yours truly.After Ronnie picked up the tab for the Indian food (thanks, Ronnie), they took me on a quick little tour of that area, then we parted ways. I headed to Tower Hill to get some night shots of Tower Bridge.
I ended up getting back to Richmond quite late. Not good, I have to get sleep. I leave for Paris on the Eurostar tomorrow.
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