3 days in the crazy capital, with equally crazy people.  I never leave without a dull ache in my feet from hitting the pavements hard and a burning in my abs from laughing. 

Sampling street eats ✅

Craft beers in the hipster East End ✅

Long overdue catch ups ✅

Chasing squirrels ✅

Graffiti hunting on Brick lane ✅

Topping up the market quota at Spitalfields and Greenwich ✅

Discovering pickled eels as an English stereotype ✅

Evenings full of giggling ✅

Parading the southbank amidst African drumming and dancing ✅