september 12 } time to meet my brother t and his family at the ONblackheath festival, which turns out to be a hodge podge of a kiddy festival turned music festival at night, but fun nonetheless
It’s been a busy few days since my sister and I arrived in London on September 10. You may notice that there isn’t a Part I to this, and that’s because I started this trip’s log with an Airplane Timelines post. I have very confused organizational methods.
in case you didn’t get it the first time ’round, that’s blackheath. i could very easily live here
crossing the heath to the festival grounds. we were blessed with phenomenal weather
to both yasmine and me, the stilts were the afternoon’s highlight
tareq. all seven foot three of him
yasmine somehow on and somehow off
one of my eves decides to pack and join the comedy crew
dinner time. inside the chef’s club tent for what turns out to be a sampler meal (it wasn’t really, just paltry for the alkandari stomach)
yasmine and the beautiful tent
eve and her tiny flower await the first course
getting distracted by the floral centerpiece
tareq and yasmine enjoy a post-prandial meal of fish and chips. i had a swirly ice-cream cone and the rest of yasmine’s fries. i know, gross
the white bunny helps me with the tapestry
yasmine and i are conked out on the train back to victoria station
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september 13 } outside anna’s window, i’m back from an early grocery run. it takes my sister and me three days to get our act together, from replenishing our fridge to organizing our things in anna’s flat
at noon i meet sarah, who has invited me to join her for brunch at the conflict cafe, part of the talking peace festival. click on the link below for details
i love sarah
honey and co founders itamar srulovich and sarit parker have prepared the lush feast for us. it is a brief moment of being taken aback by the fact i am being fed by two israelis, but that is what the event is about: breaking bread, making friends, creating peace. yum!
eve, figs, strawberries, lebneh, pomegranate, blueberries, cereal and nuts. imagine the explosion of flavors and texture in my mouth
before the last course arrives, we are stuffed. what a shame
meringue, berries and mint tea
a wonderful afternoon spent with new friends and old
on the way out, eve gets lost in the house of vans (where the event was hosted)