Firstly, there was Waitangi day celebration on Saturday, which involved getting up early to find our flatmates had already left to get drunk down the road. We caught up to them in Shepherd's Bush and started our drunken pilgrimage eastward.
Our first stop was Belushi's pub and from there we went on to Notting Hill, where hundreds of kiwis crammed into the streets and bars of the affluent suburb. It's hard to imagine what the locals thought was happening with the steady stream of misbehaving antipodal colonists drinking and peeing all over the place.
From there it gets a bit hazy, but I do remember becoming separated from everyone and then finding the South Kensington tube station and popping out the other side at Westminster, which is directly opposite Big Ben. The masses started arriving and soon packed out Parliament Square.
It was all remarkably well behaved and the police really didn't mind us all crowding the streets and drinking everywhere. I'm sure the many tourists had no idea what was going on. All in all, a pretty crazy way to spend a Saturday.
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