Post by Era Kastrati on Feb 22, 2015 16:19:06 GMT -8
Ah, the market. Bustling with people, it was clearly the place to be at noon on a day like this. Certainly the fact that it smelled of nothing so much as food didn't hurt, either.
Era would normally have been very uncomfortable in such a crowd, but today she was here with a companion. She liked Emma Jónsdóttir quite well; they ran in the same circles and had gotten along pretty easily from the start because of their mutual bafflement over the strange things that unaccountably seemed to happen around them very often. Today both of them happened to have a day off, and they had agreed that this was a good excuse to wander around the Borough Market and check out the interesting food from all the different places.
It was a chilly and overcast day, as was not at all unusual in London, but Era's mood was nonetheless quite sunny. She was dressed to match how she felt, too, in a sunny yellow sweater-dress with spirals picked out in sky-blue thread. That delightful fact, together with the warming prospect of a nice, leisurely hour (or a few) spent eating lunch with a friend, could not help but keep her smile bright.
There were so many places that they could go to try some of the food around. Era didn't come shopping here as often as she might like, since she often ate at her workplace where she could get a discount in order to stay within her strained student's budget, but she knew the bakery was excellent and the produce stall sounded quite promising as well. She turned to Emma, hoping that her pale-haired friend's opinion would be useful in deciding how to start all this off.
"So, where do you think we should go first?"
Era would normally have been very uncomfortable in such a crowd, but today she was here with a companion. She liked Emma Jónsdóttir quite well; they ran in the same circles and had gotten along pretty easily from the start because of their mutual bafflement over the strange things that unaccountably seemed to happen around them very often. Today both of them happened to have a day off, and they had agreed that this was a good excuse to wander around the Borough Market and check out the interesting food from all the different places.
It was a chilly and overcast day, as was not at all unusual in London, but Era's mood was nonetheless quite sunny. She was dressed to match how she felt, too, in a sunny yellow sweater-dress with spirals picked out in sky-blue thread. That delightful fact, together with the warming prospect of a nice, leisurely hour (or a few) spent eating lunch with a friend, could not help but keep her smile bright.
There were so many places that they could go to try some of the food around. Era didn't come shopping here as often as she might like, since she often ate at her workplace where she could get a discount in order to stay within her strained student's budget, but she knew the bakery was excellent and the produce stall sounded quite promising as well. She turned to Emma, hoping that her pale-haired friend's opinion would be useful in deciding how to start all this off.
"So, where do you think we should go first?"
