I have a long list of things I want to do before I leave and a shorter list of things I need to do. I need to buy auxiliary luggage to tote all of my silly impulsive purchases and gifts back to the States. There is a cheap luggage place in the neighborhood, so that's simple. I want to go get more of these fantastic Jasmine flavored chocolates at Harrod's to take back, but that's just goofy and it's a fair distance away. I am also trying to resist a final trip to Camden town, but it's proably going to happen. I really dig Camden.
After my crazy monkey night walking spree, I took a look at a map and figured out just how far we hiked, and it was a pretty massive loop, a lot further than it seemed at the time. pippilina and I took a nightwalk around the neighborhood and down by Finsbury Park and wound up sitting in a dodgy little park near the tube station, which resulted in a really creepy threatening situation. Two guys walked along a path nearby and asked for a cigarette, and I gave them one even though pip was sketched out and kept saying "no, don't do it, no." The guy walked towards us and saw her getting up and said "Don't be scared", took the cigarette and walked on. I guess I should mention that these were black guys, and after they'd walked away I accused pippilina of prejudicial fear, over-reacting, etc. and she said that she wasn't frightened by their race, just that she's paranoid about anyone who would approach her at 3 in the morning. Good point.
We sat there for a little while longer and talked until it started to get too chilly. As we rounded the corner of the park, the guy i'd given a cigarette to was standing at the fence saying "Miss, miss, i'd like a word, miss," and we ignored him a bit and then relented slightly, and he kept insisting that we shouldn't be scared, and then he pointed out that his friend was there, and we noticed, with alarm, that he'd gone around after us, following us on the road around the park. He asked if we smoked weed, and we said no, and started to move towards the high street, and he kept on, offering us some skunk weed and kept asking to have a word and we edged away somewhat, still being a bit friendly.
Then he said "I won't hurt you unless you make me, know what I mean?" which is when we took our cue and walked away. At that point he got upset and called after us, leapt over the fence and fell in step next to pippilina saying again that he wouldn't hurt us unless we made him, and said something cryptic about his friend having a 9 millimeter and he started to get slightly frantic, yelling after us as we got to the high road, which was fairly crowded, and we were moving away really fast. We narrowly avoided some very unhappy possibilities and got home alright. We're not sure what their intentions were, but they can't have been nice. The implied threat was enough to freak me out.
So one more day, then back to my messy room and my messy life and my pudgy kitties and all the responsibilities and joy which awaits.