It’s no secret that I love America and there is nothing harder than moving away from something that you love. This past weekend I got to pretend like I was in America for a little bit and let me tell you, IT WAS AWESOME.
Saturday afternoon there was an American Block Party on Regent Street. The street was filled with both American and British NFL fans enjoying American entertainment and food. I never thought I would see people in this country get so excited about football…well I mean the real kind of football, not soccer.
I think the only other time the American Flag and the Union Jack have ever flown that close together was during the Olympic games.
Above I give you Kayne Western Mac & Cheese. British people don’t typically eat Mac & Cheese, but on this very special occasion Mac & Cheese not only existed in London, but it had bacon on top. SO AMERICAN.
To end my Saturday night I found a place that actually played American College Football in London so that I could watch the UGA v. LSU game. Bodean’s BBQ is like an American haven in London with classic southern BBQ and American beers in gigantic pitchers. THIS PLACE IS GOLD.
On another note, never underestimate the power of google. I found this great restaurant by simply searching “where can I watch American college football in London,” and up popped Bodean’s BBQ with a schedule of all the games they aired. So with a few other kindred American spirits, I got to watch the Dawgs kick some Tiger tale.
London is unlike America in the fact that if your party doesn’t fill up the entire table, the waitstaff will just sit other random patrons at your table. In the case of Saturday night this turned out to work in our favor and by the end of the game we had made friends with a student from University of Alabama and two British guys.
During the game the Brits told us that they had plans to go to batting cages Sunday and the NFL game and also invited us to join them. They were apparently having an All-American weekend and who better to teach some Brits about how to be American than two American girls.
I am so bad at baseball, but it was a lot of fun. American fun.
My Sunday ended by watching an NFL game, surrounded by a bunch of British people, who I am pretty certain did not understand the majority of what was going on. For instance, if you go to a sporting event in the US and people are wearing jerseys of teams that aren’t even playing, you would be called an idiot, but here people just wore whatever NFL jersey they could find. Being two Georgia girls, Chelsey and I decided to say rise up to a few people sporting Falcons gear and they just looked at us like we were nuts.
All in all, that was probably the weirdest football game I have ever been to, but it was hilarious all the same. This weekend was exactly what I needed and it felt like a little slice of home sent all the way across the pond just for me.