Gael arrived in Heathrow Airport, London at 8:00pm. Her luggage arrived a day later by way of a nice Sikh man who was having a "very bad day."
Wonderful and emotional to see her again after nine long months apart. Here follows many photos of Gael in various locations around London as I continually thought to myself, "omg it's Gael! Here! In our world!"
The first evening we caught up with each other over leffe and pumpkin ravioli. The next day I showed her around the Kingston town centre as she adjusted to the time zone. We ate organic pizza and she was bemused by the egg on top of her fiorentina. The rest of the day was spent in our garden, blissfully laying in the sun and chatting-- totally at ease and happy to simply be in each other's company.
That evening we had a few drinks at our local pub and cooked a delicious dinner consisting of delicatessen prosciutto and melon, grilled swordfish with lavender pepper, potato purée, and chocolate soufflés.
Macsen making purée with the mouli.
The next day I showed Gael around Soho, ate mille-feuille at Patisserie Valerie, and walked through Trafalgar Square. Met Macsen for a few pints at The White Horse and then went for a curry at Spice Spice where I had rogan josh and Gael the korma. Macsen tormented me with his chillies, which resulted in emergency lassi ordering.
Look familiar? @ Patisserie Valerie in Soho.
The White Horse
Gael has always been the Mistress of Cute Hairdos. :)
I've posted a few photos of him in the past, but he doesn't usually like me posting photos of him. Maybe all of these compliments will change his mind.
She scheduled her trip perfectly as far as the weather was concerned. The week before her arrival it was rainy and cold, the week she is here it was brilliantly sunny and warm, and the week after it's back to typhoon season. I've had to have the heat on for the first 3 days of summer-- something wrong with that. :)