London - "Oh, I can't help quoting you"

The wishlist from my absolute favourite Greek, for his upcoming birthday, was quite simple. Well... if I remember it right the first thing on that list was my idea. I just had to find him an extraordinary little lady, who´d fit in my suitcase. For that idea to work I needed to know what he thought extraordinary, otherwise I probably would have put any first girl with homour, brain and lots of attitude in a bag.
(and needless to say, I would not have enjoyed my vaccation since I would have to kick her ass every 15 minutes just to make her shut up)
After some half-lame-very-blurry attempts, to answer what he looked for in a girl, he gave me the sweetest answer a guy could possible give on that question. Dimitris, I tried, I really did... But she was all empty inside. But, but, but... I do think I found you a much better one.



The second thing on the list: "Also i want a picture of you outside starbucks in leicester square." Hah! Piece of cake. Right? I thought so. Like: Starbucks in London are like sand in the desert, everywhere... Again. Dimitris, I tried. Like really hard. And now I kind of think that you knew, all along, that there are no fucking Starbucks in Leicester Square! It´s not nice to send away people on impossible missions. At all. Infact it´s unfair. Failing is usually not my way of doing things... But, but, but... Now I had no alternatives. Not fair Mister!






But it´s alright. I think I managed to find alternatives. I´m just not sure they will get to Greece in time. So... Just in case they don´t: Here´s a picture of my extraordinary chileshoe, taken in the center of Leicester Square, for you.