Goodbye Glasgow - London bound :)

Easter travels

From Glasgow to London to Glasgow to Edinburgh to Ireland to Glasgow

I have had an amazing adventure lately travelling to places with amazing people, food and environment. Each place had its own 'wow' factor.

I am in Dublin right now enjoying the St. Patrick's Day vibe. The historical buildings were litted up with green lights at night in conjunction with St. Patricks Day.

More to come...

Baked potatoes @ Covent Garden London

I found Covent Garden an amazing place to be in London. It was like a little twon on its own with a variety of shops and a market which sells interesting accessories. This place felt very artsy too. When we first stepped into Covent Garden, we could not help but compare the atmosphere to that of Quincy Market in Boston. The place was packed with street performers, entertaining the crowd with rupturous laughters all around. At times it felt surreal as everyone was relaxed, having a good time exploring.

For dinner, the three of us had jacket potatoes while one had belgium waffles. I had the chilli con carne jacket potatoes which were served piping hot, suitable for the cold. Christel had her jacket potato with a generous amount of cottage cheese, while Ericka had the american ham and cheese potato. EJ had her Belgian waffle which was soaked in shrup. I preferred crispy crunchy waffles compared to soggy ones.

We had a good time.

Day After

I suppose I can't let Reykjavik's annual Iceland Airwaves music festival weekend pass by without posting something about it. I only saw one act this year, at the Mál og Menning bookstore on Laugavegur this afternoon, and I don't even know who it was. Some swell female crooner and a couple of jazzy backup guys (Babar maybe?). The fesitval was sold out this year again and my father said yesterday that the main shooping street, Laugavegur, was swarming with foreign accents and people hauling music equipment around. That's the cool thing about this festival: Reykjavik becomes, for one weekend, a very international place, just like a tiny San Francisco or like a small slice of London, or New York. And this year the organizers tackled the overcrowded venue issue by holding free concerts all over town, like the one I witnessed at the bookstore today. They get a big plus for that!

This still life is one I happened across this morning, the day after the last big concert night of the festival. A broken beer bottle, a lighter, an empty cig box, stubs, a half-full ashtray and a copy of yesterday's Grapevine festival guide all grace the scene, a fine memorial to last night's downtown action.