DAY 12: Sunday

... And Simone woke me up in the morning with an espresso. He was so gentle!

We may go out again. He said that maybe I could change my mind - I know I won’t, and if I don’t we would only be friends. I wish we could be friends because he would cook Gnocchi and we’d go for Sushis in Soho and watch Biutiful.

11:30 I had an almond croissant for breakfast, enjoying the sun while walking alone and peacefully around South Kensington to The Science Museum. I learned about psychoanalysis and history of medicine.

14:00 I met Frédéric Quenneville at Liverpool Station to spend Sunday afternoon in Brick Lane, the crazy district I had visited with Graziano. I definitely don’t regret Quebecer’s accent. I LOVE BRICK LANE. People are crazy overthere.

... and I met Pedro the Guardian Angel in London! I was so happy that I took a picture with him.

Pedro the Guardian Angel in London had been working all night at The Maddox, had not been to bed until this time and was going for a party at 16:00 to The 93, a club in Brick Lane. Crazy.