I was a little hungover when I first woke up, so I walked to the nearest bakery and got a water and an americano. (In addition to dehydration, I also woke up to a huge bruise on my butt from falling while jumping the barricade at the show the night before.)
I spent the day unpacking and organizing my kitchen, pausing to got get lunch at The Conservatory. I had a salad and a cocktail bc I apparently can’t sit at a bar without throwing ethanol down my throat.
Then it was just more unpacking until we went grocery shopping. We kept it very simple and got stuff for sandwiches and some frozen waffle fries.
We ate those while watching Broadchurch.
Oh. We also had ice cream.