Are we lost?

I was invited to a BBQ party on Saturday evening so I met Stef and Max at UCL at 5 pm to get some stuff from Tesco for the party. Spending about 15 min deciding if we should bring beer, wine or spirits we went for spirits and wine. Took another 15 min to choose the right vodka. With the cheap one you can only clean your car and risk to become blind. Too expensive and no money for meat left... After we chose one, we dropped it. Of course after we paid it, but the lady at Tesco was quite nice and gave us another one.

Since Stef doesn't like the the Tesco wine selection, we had to walk to oddbins. 15 min walk from Tesco, just around the corner. Heard that quite often... Anyway, we walked around the area of Marylebone High Street and I have to admit, it's a really nice area with lots of shops, restaurants and bus. We took the Jubilee Line from Bond Street to Cannary Wharf station. Nice view there. Out of the tube with the station 10m behind us, Max' first question: "Are we lost?". "Yes, indeed, we have absolutely no clue where we are, let's light a bonfire and have the meat right here!" ;-)
Finally we arrived at the party, which wasn't that easy. We had a map with street names, but the street had no names. The bonfire suggestion came up more than once. The party was really good. Many people there and everybody brought meat and drinks. Actually, we wanted to take the last tube back, but then decided to stay longer and go by bus, because we had a great time.

Guess we left at about 2 am and walked to the next bus stop to wait for the D-whatever. Busses starting with a letter don't have the best reputation in terms of reliability I was told. We waited fot quite a long time (at least it felt like this). The bus was for Trafalgar Square and passed Londonbridge. After about 15 min without a sign of the bridge I asked the driver: "Are we near London Bridge?", "bla grrr bla grr!", "I see, so I get off next stop then?", "bla grrr bla grr!". After this inspiring conversation, I found myself at 2.30 am at a bridge that clearly wasn't Londonbridge. I could spot the Tower, but very far away and my stupid brain told me that I was eastbound from the Tower, with Londonbridge westbound which of course wasn't true. However, with this distance in my mind, I took a cab to Londonbridge. Still a long ride, but not as long as I expected it. Stupid brain! After I waited 30 min for the 43 bus I spent another 45 min in the bus before I finally arrived at home. What a journey! I hate taking the bus when I had drinks.