It’s 2:30am and London is done. Even the subways have closed.
I’ve purposefully kept on New York time (Monday is going to be a bitch without that added challenge), so I’m still awake. It’s Friday so my party animal brother wants to do something.
We first went to a nightclub but were sent packing because it was closing soon (true but I think two sisters would have an easier time). Now we’ve ended up at the only really open place; a 24/7 Leicester Square casino.
It’s trashy and I’m pretty sure everyone’s an American.
Goodbye money I need!
Ps. I can’t understand the coins and I am baffled by the tipping rules. Buying a drink here is terrifying.