With my bags in the corner of the busy pub, we watched the game. I ran into an old friend from my junior tennis days, Andrew Sabitino. Arsenal lost the game and we called it an early night as London was in a bad mood.
The next day, I went back to the Big Ben for another look around. In the evening Joel and I went out for another few drinks.
On the Friday, I organised my bags and prepared to say goodbye to London again. I wouldn't know the next time I'd be back but I was sure I would one day return. I lugged my bags to Edwards and caught up with Dave. He let me put my bags behind the bar while I went off to meet Nick, my manager at the bar when I worked for Edwards. Garth met us for a drink and left for a night out with Gareth. I went back to Edwards feeling somewhat emotional as this sector of the trip had come to an end.And that's it for Europe - for the second time. I'm fairly content with the travels I've done through Europe and can hold out on another visit until I might appreciate the finer aspects to it's culture... rather than just getting blotto in every country.
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