I am a year older now

So for those of you who haven't seen me for a while this is what a 30 year old look like.
It happened like this: I decided to celebrate it with only a few friends and we opted for Cafe Loco in Muswell Hill. For those of you who live in London I highly reccommend it especially if you fancy a pleasent evening in a relaxing atmosphere. They do a selection of tapas from which you can choose, and although they are not big, they are very filling. And paella is just awesome! And even on Saturday night they have happy hour from 6-8pm and you can choose from at least cocktails - £2.50 each to get tipsy on. The waitress is german though (i think) and the chefs are eastern european. I have captured some of the moments from the evening so I will share them with you.

I am turning 30 tomorrow

It's the first day of spring tomorrow and I am turning 30. Phew...... Not sure if I am supposed to feel different but I don't. Well, apart from trying to remember where all my twenties have gone. Let's see......
I remember my 21 birthday, big celebration on a barge with some friends. (Went with a guy called Leigh - best thing that ever happened to me was when we split up).
22 - no recolection whatsoever apart from being accepted to uni, it was my last year at college and didn't really want to say good bye to all my friends there - Dien, Leila, Malaika, Peta etc.
23 - horrendous year, started uni and my mum died. Moved to Exeter and lived on the outskirts. Lived with Louise from Birmingham and Emma. Oh my god it took us hours to walk to the nearest pub.
24 - moved to a house on Portland Street, met Clarisse and lived again with Louise and Emma. (Went out with a guy called "I am so good looking all the girls fancy me and you should be lucky you are with me". So decided it was time to let him go so he can find himself someone who would appreciate him more).
25 - working for Reuters then off to Spain - Salamanca. Lived with 3 spanish girls in a flat that was very cheap but had no central heating. Damn.... it was was freezing at nights and boiling hot daytime. Went out with someone who turned out to be already engaged to someone else....
26 - last year at uni. I actually enjoyed this year... No relationship, no pressure and stress from men just studying during the dayi and partying at nights.
27/28 - stayed living in Exeter and kept wondering whether it's time to move and start a new life. I was a bit torn between moving and staying, I loved the place (and still do) but I felt like I had to move on and move to London for a few years.
29 - handed in my notice, took the summer off and went travelling around Eastern Europe and Balkans. It was time to reconnect with my old roots. And I loved every minute of it. Moved to London after that and I am still trying to find out whether I made the right choice. So.... that's my 20's
30 - tomorrow, who knows what my 30's will bring.....