The Most Bizarre Night in London to Date.

Michelle is doing this '365' project where you take a photo of your day, every day, for one year and post it online. It's supposed to make you reflect on the events of your life for the past year. She selected this photo that represents the most bizarre night in London to date. The photo makes me laugh - a tough, urban alley way and a not-so-tough urban boy.

Michelle and I started the night together at a pub in this alley, the name escapes me. But it was so hard to get a beer because it was so busy that we left. On the way out, we ran into Alexis and Megan on the street. It was the first time I've run into people I know in London. It was weird, yet Toronto-familiar. We went to another small Soho pub. We stood outside drinking and we ran into more people I know - Andy and Suba. I met them during my first week in London. They were off to see Girls Aloud at The Astoria. I couldn't be arsed to pay 12 quid for the show [look, I'm proper British]! The pub closed so we moved to a bar on Old Compton Street. I was supposed to meet my friend Talim there, but we couldn't find him. At midnight, the bar closed so we went off to Covent Garden to find a bar that would be open late.

On the way, we passed the Astoria with it's massive queue. All of a sudden, Megan screamed. Then I screamed. Then everyone in the queue started screaming. It was total hysteria. You see, London has a problem with public urination. But until that night, no one had seen a girl do it. There was this girl on the pavement, squatting, doing a full frontal. Megan and I held each other quietly sobbing for the next 3 blocks or so.

We went to O'Niell's on Great Queen Street. At this bar, we met a group of crazy Scandanavian businessmen aged 27 - 60 from Oslo and Stockholm. They were impressed that we had been to Stockholm. They were quite the characters. The old one [the 60 year old] did 'The Steve' with Megan. Named after Steven Fogal, it involves kneeling on the dancefloor, then bending all the way back at the knees so your back touches the floor. We couldn't believe it. It was so shocking.

Finally, around 3am, I heard from Talim. He had been at a different bar and he was clearly quite drunk. He asked if I could meet him outside the Dominion Theatre. My night was winding down so I went to go meet him. I needed to yell at him for ditching me. When I arrived, he wasn't there. I rang him and he told me to go to his friend's place around the corner. I found the address and arrived at the most stunningly beautiful Soho loft in the world [haha]. Talim was so wasted he didn't know how I ended up there. He thought it was just some coincidence that I found my way to the same afterparty... in London... right...

I took a tour of the 2-bedroom, 2-bathroom, 2-floor loft, but then the party got pretty dodgy so I had to leave [my momma didn't raise no FOO].

And this photo will forever represent that night.