After dinner and drinks, we went to a underground club, Eclipse, and of course, I somehow managed to work my way into the DJ booth and spin a few jams. I think the DJ really (did not) liked me, because I kept harassing him to play Teach Me How To Dougie. I settled for "Black & Yellow"
Of course, I had to introduce London to my sweet dance moves. The robot, of course. The guy in the green (from Kazakhstan??) is obviously impressed.
As luck would have it, at 4:30 a.m., on the streets of Clapham, in front of a friend chicken restaurant, I found the only Brit with perfectly straight teeth! I was determined that we were bottom retainer buddies, thus my shoving my finger in his mouth. He definitely likes Americans now.
End of day 1 - exhaused, passed out on our little make-shift bed with my sweet new eye mask. I love London so much, I even smile about it in my sleep!
Tomorrow you'll be introduced to Harrod's, crepes, and the best jumping photos of all times!



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