Rolling on the bus and the boat

Yesterday was really intresting.
It was a friends birthday party which consisted of an openroof bus ride to temple pier, a party on the boat around the thames and then back to his where we all had tents up to camp around.

The bus ride was great, it was sunny and we were shouting around on it goign through london. Felt like studenten (for those who know what that is in sweden) Only bad boarderline funny bit was when we were near the birthday boys house there were tree branches hitting us in the face.

Then we arrived at temple pier (god I love that area, it must be my favourite part of london) to step on to the private party boat. There was a dance floor, music, finger food and beer, what else does one need for a good time.

The ride home however was really painful. We were all really hungry (fingerfood doesnt fill anyone) and it was extremly windy and cold on the bus.

The tenting seemed like a good idea but once you get back home drunk and tired you dont really have the energy to set up a whole tent. Luckily I got a place in a friends super palace tent however I had to run out when we got attacked by the others at 6 in the morning.

I was wearing a yellow chiffon dress with my black converse, no good picture of it except the one I snapped on photobooth right before running out.