Covent garden
Tuesday morning, I believe I just stayed home, grabbed some sandwich and wandered in Covent garden again. I located the Royal Opera and was devastated to see that all of the shows were sold out, and that they only had real expensive tickets left. I took the ballet program anyway, and a brochure of the opera. The cashier kindly directed me to the English National Opera (ENO) instead, where the Ring season was starting. And Alan was supposed to meet me there. So I stood in front of the station exit, like so many people. Occasionally I would go into the next door bookstore and browse.
We got into a Cafe Nero (the Starbucks equivalent), and just read for a while. I got some muesli bar and a mocha (getting addicted to coffee), and enjoyed the bustling crowd around. I could get used to this, but then again I was on a spring break mood.
So after the sun set, we took the Tube to Brick lane, where according to Alan, the best bagels in the world were. We walked passed a number of indian and Pakistani restaurant, and I got hungrier as they advertized their dishes. The call of the curry....irresistible! The area was a bit scary by night though, and I sure would never walk there by myself. It was a bit like the way I pictured Diagon Alley...
The bagel place was in a very dark street. Alan took a dozen, and 2 others with meat, while I took one with herring, and another one with salmon and cream, my favorite. Oh I miss it so much! Stinky breath me did not care. We got home and crashed.
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