#i was originally just gona use canva and be done with it

[eliisagil]

I have more bc i have no self control and bc these are kinda my favs

So I have a thing going on that I only use b&w pictures of Calum (and like once Tom Holland) as wallpaper in my WhatsApp so I thought to share a few of the ones that I've used and some others I have for later ! Feel free to use them, I edited a couple of them so they could fit the b&w theme and so on

+ bonus: one with all of the boys!

[jessiewre]

Day 23

Mon 27th Jan

Started off with Spanish omelettes again, once the manager sorry I mean chef, had gone to buy an avocado that is. Then we then went to the Women’s Center for Take 2 of the walking tour.

I’d mentioned the night before to Esther that our bags were slightly over packed and Esther had kindly agreed to take a couple of items we didn’t want to carry with us back to London - so I’d got a little (!) glasto canvas bag that we’d bought with us and filled it with bits and bobs that we haven’t been using. Would hopefully make our bags much easier to pack and a little lighter 😬

Was rather thrilled to have this opportunity to send stuff back, even packed a few metal water bottles we’ve been carrying around - they just haven’t been that useful as there’s nowhere to get drinking water from to refill them!

Yes, that means that we’ve been buying far too many plastic bottles which I do not feel good about.

I hoped she wouldn’t be shocked by how much I’d prepped.

So we got to the Women’s Center and Esther met us there and was totally fine with the bag I’d bought (phew!) or at least she did a sterling job pretending to be fine with it, and so we even bought a couple more items in the craft shop to squeeze in there too. I mean, couldn’t miss an opportunity like that could I. Mad to think it will be in London within 24 hours.

The women’s tour started and was just the 3 of us, with no rain - we were so glad we’d postponed it. They told us about two Slovenian women who’d found out about the original group of women who would meet us, and they did some fundraising in Slovenia. With their advice and financial support, it has blossomed into an amazing cooperative of 55 women that help the community, do workshops and education for women, do walking tours and have set up a library and all sorts.

We walked around the community and met different business owners, the milk shop, butchers, coal seller, vegetables shop - Esther even had a braid added to her head.

We ended the tour at someone’s house - Josephine - and there was a DELICIOUS selection of 7 vegetarian dishes awaiting us for our lunch. Oh my god we were so happy, we both had two MASSIVE platefuls and could barely walk afterwards. It was probably the best meal we’d had since we started the trip. There I’ve said it.

We said Bye to Esther, thanking her again for kindly taking our stuff for us, and headed to the bus station to research tickets back to Uganda for the next day.

At the bus station, we looked for Modern Coast buses company, as Philly Tours Atol Protected © had been a good lad and done some research into who did a morning bus all the way to Kampala, Uganda. However the unfriendly lady at the desk informed us that there was ‪a 5pm‬ or ‪7pm‬ option and that was it. Minus points for Phil’s Tours there I think.

We really didn't want to get a night bus so said no thanks. We were confident we would be able to work out a different option.

But another guy who worked there spoke to us and said that there were NO companies that went in the morning anymore. He even said ‘In the name of the Lord’ there were no other companies that did it. 

That's when we knew he was definitely lying. 

We explained that we would explore other options thank you bye now and he was like Do you think I'm lying, I'm not lying. 

And we said No, of course we didn’t, but we were going to explore other options. 

Naturally, he followed us out (!) - what is with that - and walked with us as we headed to speak to other companies. And then all of sudden he had a brain wave of inspiration, wow it was miraculous.  

'Oh so hang on, maybe try Jaguar company'. 

What's that mate? Suddenly remembered that you were definitely lying?

We went to the Jaguar office and there was a bus ‪at 8:30am‬ the next morning. 

IN YOUR FACE PRICK.

Then the man who'd walked over with us wanted a tip!

I’ve got a tip for you matey, don’t chat shite and you might get a tip.

We laughed at him and told him he should not lie to people - but eventually gave him 10p just to go away. I know I KNOW thats stupid but it was just one of those things done to keep the peace.

So the lesson learnt is, anyone who says I swear in God's name appears to be a liar. 

I'm no expert but I don't think God's gona be too happy about that. 

We got bodas back to the hostel but went for a little wander to the shops nearby and to explore the local area. There was a cute little jewellery shop and Phil managed to find some beer to keep him hydrated. What a hero. 

We took a shortcut through some local houses, Phil slipping in the process = highlight of the day - but we couldn't find Yego art studio as they'd apparently moved (Google is not always right). Then Inzora rooftop was hot and small so we didn’t stay there, then we went next door to a nice place with a good view but realised that we really didn't want to eat or drink anything. So we awkwardly got up to leave and I said as an excuse Phil had ‘forgotten his wallet’ but then he said at the same time he'd ‘forgotten his TISSUES’ (the afternoons beers had definitely started to work their magic), and so the waitress looked at us like we were weirdos and we swiftly left. We got bodas back to the hostel and I chilled on the balcony but Phil had the taste for it now, the dreaded flavour, so he decided he wanted to go bowling on his own with his speaker and some more beers. 

Oh gad we were in danger zone. 

After an hour or so, Phil had enough of the bowling but was waist deep in Santan Dave's album Phsyco and had convinced himself he too was a rapper from Streatham going through some tough times, so it was tricky trying to convince him that we still needed to go for dinner. 

I was excited to try this place for dinner that had been recommended by Esther and a few other ppl too - Heaven. 

Phil however, was excited to close his eyes and bond with his brother from another mother Dave. 

Well, after a slight verbal tug of war, we managed to get to Heaven (woop woop) and the moment we sat down Phil said ‘God I'm so hungry, I’m glad we came out for dinner’. FML.

We both had a tasty mint lemonade, I think even Phil realised another beer might be a bad idea. The mushroom cappuccino soup was served in a tall coffee glass but with a massive spoon, so Phil had a slightly awkward time accessing it. His hunger took over though and he got through it. My Thai Asian salad was delicious too.

So we had high hopes for the mains. 

Well, in hindsight I think we ordered the wrong mains. 

Phil's sesame eggplant dish was uninspiring and my ravoili was a fishy slop. 

Oh maaaaaan. 

Just to kick a man when he's down, Phil found a super hot chilli somewhere in his last mouthful and spent the next 10 minutes with his tongue out trying to fan it and make the pain stop. At one point he was rubbing his tongue with his napkin lol.

The brownie dessert was nice enough but it was a shame we hadn't enjoyed the mains when it was a bit of a posh meal. 

Phil’s earlier beers were still in effect and as we left, he looked at the waitress as I walked off to use the loo and said

‘She’s just going for a quick plop’

OMG Phil! I made sure I pee’ed fast so we could get the hell out of there while Phil laughed his head off.

We boda'd back and the food was kicking in sending Phil to snoozeville, so straight to bed - foolishly not packing beforehand.