We have decided that Wednesdays are going to be date night, so last night we went out for dinner and a movie.
Mexican food in London...HAH. That's what we have always thought, but last night we decided to give it a go and headed up some narrow stairs to a Mexican restaurant at the top of a building in Greenwich. It was a bizarre experience, but surprisingly good and almost authentic (although we are pretty sure that the guacamole had some mayonnaise in it...seems to be standard practice around here: put mayonnaise in EVERYTHING. The chips also closely resembled doritos and we made the mistake of asking for chips and salsa, which, to the British means we want french fries with salsa on them...everyone was momentarly confused.) The most interesting part was that the restaurant was so small, they had built elevated tables. We had to climb a ladder up to our table, and felt like we were in a tree house while we ate. We were also surrounded by mirrors, which was a little confusing. Getting down after the margaritas was precarious.
After our Mexican dinner, we headed to the movies to see Pan's Labyrinth. Talk about not what I expected at all. I thought it would be kind of like the Labyrinth (David Bowie, tights, muppets, magic, a lesson learned and a happy ending). It wasn't. It had magic and a labyrinth, but those were the only similarities. No happy endings, just evil and gratuitous violence and torture and murder of children...those kinds of things. I really need to see Borat again after Pan's Labyrinth.
Sorry for the lack of pictures. I keep forgetting to bring the camera. Tomorrow we will head to Amsterdam, so will have lots of pictures to share when we get back!
