First off, I’ve spent the past few days giving the blog a makeover… not quite done yet, but check it out and please leave any comments or things you’d like changed in the comments section. Also, if any of my readers out there are fancy pants computer whizzes that can make me a cool logo, like a bee flying around a globe or something, I’d be willing to commission a piece!
Anyway, flashback to London, mid-June. I was feeling out of sorts on my last few days of travel. I was sad to split up with Katie, sad my adventure was over; I just felt blah. Thankfully, London had my back and provided me with beauty and all kinds of weirdness. The street art in London is amazing. There is a tunnel where it is legal to do graffiti, as long as they keep it clean, so of course the best pieces were found there. There would be new pieces every day, it was really fantastic.
One of the days we made the trek out to Greenwich, which was lovely, but I wouldn’t necessarily say it was enjoyable. We were all crabby, and picked fights with one another all day. Oh well, I had fun anyway!
I have three words, and they equal happiness…
We stayed with my friend Joe, and he lives really close to the London Eye, it was a great starting off point to explore London by foot.
Now, since this is my last European travel blog post (not forever I hope, but for now), you might be asking, “Brittany, what is the weirdest thing you saw while in Europe??” To that I will respond, “Well, my friends, the strangest thing I saw was the Naked Bike Ride in London.” Yes, you read correctly. Naked. Bike. Ride. I’m not sure how suitable these pictures are for work, I’m pretty sure I picked the ones that you can’t see anyone’s junk, but there are definitely butts. Lots and lots of butts.
This bike ride was in support of “a vision of a cleaner, safer, body-positive world.” It was ridiculous, hilarious, and borderline gross. It was the cherry on top of a really amazing 6 month journey sundae.