Being in London, you don't really have the mainland European feel in the city. Maybe in some other boroughs, but my borough and the city consist more of alcohol, pub food and well dressed suits. Last night, I witnessed my first euro family clothing stereotype though and it was wonderful. The man with his jaunty cap, the women with a fur trimmed coat (I'm sure it was real), a little girl with her beret, mary janes, approriate tights and peasant style dress, and a little boy who I swear should have had a hoola hoop to roll along. They spoke in some eastern european language and all held hands. I kept looking over my shoulder to see if someone was filming them. Apparently not.
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