Day 4 - Something made for everything is good for nothing

When we woke, Victor still had not yet, so we went to the store on our own, and made sandwiches which did not contain nuts or milk, but seemed to be satisfactory to both Victor who eventually woke late and managed to take a few bites before running out the door and Monika. We also determined that we will be in London until at least Tuesday since we let Monika take our tent to sleep in and she won’t be back until then. Then we drank coffee and promptly passed out. After waking at about 14:00 again, we decided to blame jet lag for both today’s unexpected nap and yesterday’s “fussiness.” We eventually made it to a “pound only” store to buy a card reader (notice the photos which you won’t even have noticed the absence of since we never sent the link until this was posted), rear bike lights, batteries, and foot powder - my feet smell terrible already.

We ended up waiting for Victor to wake up from a nap for a few hours and then got hungry and decided to find a pub and needle and thread since the straps on my bag started to rip out which of course I didn’t notice until we arrived in London. We ended up eating a pub-ish place with a very un-authentic looking menu, contemplated leaving, but noticed a down-pour had started and decided to stay because the also had wifi. We discovered that there was no ketchup but that Heinz has been holding out on us and English yellow mustard is far superior to our own yellow mustard. We then bought so cheap wine on the way back to Victors house and found him making dinner because he too avoided the down-pour by canceling all his appointments that evening. Victor, by the way, is a traveling bike mechanic and rides his bike to meet clients that call his shop to make bike maintenance appointments. After helping Victor make his dinner of mashed potatoes, mushroom gravy, and cucumber salad, I repaired my bag while we sat around and talked, drank wine until in was gone, and switched to vodka and rum that Victor seem to magically produce from his freezer just as the wine and we were wearing down. We ended up sitting around talking about London and America and life and, of course, alcohol.