I've had one of the best Sunday today. Though Magda was a bit upset, we went to the Shoreditch Flower Market on Columbia Road (we actually walked all the way there and the air was full of the Christmasy spirit you usually get on a cold winter day near Christmas time) and discovered the most beautiful place. Secluded somehow, it's a street full of flowers, Xmas trees, wraths and misteltoes and bordered by lovely boutique shops on both sides selling candy, pop art, photographs and interior design.
We went to this precious italian cafe that was so pretty and so small that people stepped on each other's toes to pass through the tables. It was incredibly crowded, but still very cosy. I had left my heart there and promised myself to come back for a nice ciabatta with young gorgonzola and sun dried tomatoes.
Then we bought the Xmas tree and still lots of goodies, candles and heart shaped gigantic tree decorations.
And tonight we went to the Coldplay concert at the O2. I am not particularly impressed with Coldplay's music as I find it a bit soft for a rock band, but I knew they are incredibly good at live shows and was expecting for the best. What I experienced was a not only a fantastic performance, Chris Martin's unbelievable voice and fabulous sound, but also the closest and most honest interaction with the audience I've ever seen from any artist so far. When they came on the stage, Chris said: "Back in London town... It's great to be home! You're the best!" You could see they are having the time at their life and feeling like home, as if every single person in the crowd was a personal friend. And also something that made me think highly about them is the fact that they all can sing and they all can play several instruments. They function like an entity, like a single organism with four heads. Truly amazing. Apart of that, I fell in love with the bassist Guy Berryman :)) And it seems I am not the only one. Check this link out :))
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