333, Well Almost.

I arrived at Lizzie's house at around 9:30pm and quite a few people were there although the costumes weren't too elaborate. The birthday girl herself was dressed up in a pirate costume, whilst Ashlee was dressed up as a witch with a rather decorative hat to match and Tom Farthing was dressed as a Mexican. Well, for the first half of the evening anyway.

We headed up to Old Street in London for the second consecutive Saturday in the case of myself and Ashlee, but I wouldn't call it the most convinient place in London and this is mainly because of the heavy lack of cash machines. Finding the 333 club was pretty difficult as well resulting in some people heading back to Harrow after going all the way from there to Old Street but those who stayed found the club eventually.

I can't remember too much that happened in there as I was half asleep most of the time but there were three floors, hard house on the ground floor, electro garage in the basement and 80s on the first floor. However the first floor would only let a certain amount of people in at a time so at around 2:30am we decided to leg it out of there although there was the issue of getting back to Harrow. Luckily myself, Ashlee, Tom and Rosie pooled together to get a minicab back rather than take the dreaded N18.

Tonight's probably the last night I will see Ashlee here at uni and she has been a brilliant and lively person to be with and was partly repsonsible for giving me (and quite a few others) the idea to set up this very own blog. Hopefully she'll find some destinations to fill the gaps between Lithuania and Australia on her return home and we'll definitley be missing her, and her enthusiasm for all thats Oz!