London in November. That phrase just screams tourism and sight-seeing doesn’t it? Actually, in spite of the fact that it is usually chilly and cloudy, there was a gorgeous bright, sunny, and almost warm day recently. Luckily for me, I was hanging around in London long enough to see it, because I used GowithOh to rent a local apartment by the night, which cut down on costs because of the significant overhead required to run a hotel (think of all the stuff that a hotel has to pay for that you don’t necessarily need: laundry, room service, attached restaurants, etc.)
That list to the right is all the different kinds of fudge this booth in the Christmas Market offered. Look at them all! How could you ever choose? (Well, I know I wouldn’t choose Cloted Cream. Is that like a blood clot?)
If your going to sell meat at a family Christmas Market, you’ve got to choose a sexually suggestive name, right? To stand out from the crowd?
I found this so disappointing. This was in front of Covent Gardens. This is fake. It’s not a real giant topiary of a reindeer. It’s plastic.
Whats the point of that? If it’s fake anyway, why not just make a giant fake reindeer? Why go through two layers of deceit to get to a giant reindeer when you could do it in one? Or why not just be honest and bring in a real giant reindeer?
This was, believe it or not, a second Christmas Market. This is the Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park, which is much better, bigger, and sells way more Booze than the riverfront Christmas Market.