So after two days, at least twenty miles, two glasses of absynthe, and a pair of twins trying to sell me a rub and tug (trying to screw me on the beastiality fee, I've got their number!) I've finally recovered my camera. The pub owner thought it mighty silly I was going through so much trouble to get a camera, seeing as I don't have thumbs and all. But whatever. I gave him a quick hiss and smile, he wet himself, and I was on my way again.
I'm not a morning reptile.
I started with a nice juicy Brat...mmmmm....then it was on through Picadilly Circus
I made it onto the center fountain for a picture, then saw a tasty fish and went for it, but sadly I missed and ended up with a mouthful of whatever that damn thing is made out of instead ;D
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