Saturday my friend Kelly and I decided to head to the Lord Mayor's Show procession/parade. It's an incredibly long parade that has all sorts of participants representing different groups.
So because we're so set on going, of course it starts to rain on our way down to Blackfriar's Bridge. The rain got heavier and heavier until it was the worst rain I'd been in since we got to London. Thankfully I'd brought my umbrella, but it really didn't do too much since my feet and legs were soon soaking.
The parade was cute and watching it either really made me feel like a part of London or it made me realize we were probably the only American students dumb enough to stand in the freezing rain for a parade.
It was sweet to see people there who were looking for specific floats. There was a couple across the street from us who waved like crazy when the Polish group came through, and an older man behind us waved at one of the bagpipe groups and sung along with the tune.
What topped off the parade was when the sun started coming out toward the end of the procession and then the rain stopped and we were finally able to take down our umbrellas as the last group went through. Perfect timing.
On the way back, there were some men doing some kind of traditional dancing in front of a pub, so we stopped to watch them for a bit:
But since we were still freezing, we stopped by Starbucks on the way home. I don't think I've ever been so cold in my life; I literally could not stop my hands from shaking. Even with clenched fists the shaking wouldn't stop. The worst part of this was that my chai latte was spilling all over the place until there was only about a fourth of the cup left.
I took one of the longest showers of my life before heading back out into the rain to see Ned Collette perform at The Spice of Life, a small pub show at a pretty nice venue. The show was great, and I got to chat with him a bit at the end - always exciting/awkward.
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