Another day off meant a bit more sightseeing for me... I'd heard the V&A Waterfront was worth a visit so decided to head down there for the day.
It's just like a big Westfield to be honest. But with less chavs and more security. Unfortunately I could only window shop at Mulberry, Gucci and Louis Vuitton.
I stopped at Harbour House for lunch, which is a gorgeous restaurant on the marina. Ended up sat next to a couple of extremely wealthy South Africans, the old lady was in her 70's but kept talking about 'back in the day' and all the vodka she used to be able to get through in her wilder years, after a few wines she stumbled off with her Louis Vuitton beach bag and toy boy in tow. Totally sat next to my future self. And if I end up owning an apartment on the Waterfront at her age, I can't complain! My waiter was a friendly little man called Felix and every time he passed my table would say 'You look like you're enjoying that'. Yes Felix, yes I am, I like food, stop judging me I think after two wines and seeing my future self I was distracted because I ate some of the grass off my dessert, Felix didn't mind though so I think I styled it out.
Thought I'd visit the Two Oceans Aquarium as it was nearby and I'd seen a few brochures for it. All in all, it was nice....but once you've seen one aquarium you've seen them all really haven't you. The one thing I did think was weird that they had a tank of 'Nemo's' and they'd made this strange metal cylinder that was meant to act like an anemone - loads of the clown fish were just laying on it like they were in love with it, how confusing for them! Anyway, moving on, fish...fish...shark...fish... Did pass a giant sea turtle that seemed very interested in me and followed me round its tank, started off cute, then freaked me out a bit so had to run to the next exhibit. As soon as I got to the penguin area that familiar stench of fish, poop and cleaning fluid hit me - how can something so cute stink so bad?! I do love them though.
More souvenir shopping at the gift shop (I'll be bankrupt at this rate...), and I ended up in their cafe over looking the marina contemplating the long journey home. And I don't know how it happened but I ordered waffles, I wasn't even hungry but auto-pilot made me order my 2nd dessert of the day. Urgh. Felix would be shaking his head in disgust right now. I think I was just trying to string out my day before heading back to dreaded dorm life!
A seagull perched on the railings near me and started eyeing up the leftover waffles and I started to actually feel sorry for him. I think this bird rescue centre is turning me into a new woman. Feeeeeeeed the birds, tuppence a bag! ... Maybe not the best reference, I want to be the rich old drunk on the Harbour, not the homeless woman from Mary Poppins.