Clapham Junction

In the afternoon we left Central London to head out to Clapham Junction (or some Clapham locale- there was quite a debate about which part we should go to), for our lunch at the pub. I had excellent fish and chips! A particular highlight was when a local woman came over to us to ask if we were American. We were a little concerned at what was about to happen, and were all happy to say no. "Are you Australian?" she asked again. Still no. "Canadian?" At this point, we had to admit, yes, three of us were Canadian. "I have a question" she stated, as we all waited a little nervously, "what is meat loaf?"

From the pub we headed to the park to meet up with Tom, Miya, and Rio! Rio's cuteness is quite famous, and he certainly didn't disappoint!
The happy family.

Rio and I.

It should be noted that the last time I saw Rio he looked like this:

Just a little smaller!

Waiting in line for the swings.

The boys.

Zach and Rio.

After an absolutely beautiful day in the park, we headed out to Tooting, where Blair and Heather now live, to visit the best curry restaurant in London, which, in our logic, makes it the best curry in the world. The curry was absolutely amazing- and I think I can say with great confidence the best curry that either of us have ever had. We love curry, almost as much as sushi, and since this meal have not had curry since, as we don't want to ruin the perfect curry memory in our stomachs.
At dinner.