I know I promised to post more blogs and slipped, but I have a good reason. I swear!
I had to go to the hospital yesterday. I'm alright, but it was just something that needed to be done. On a Victorian-tea side note, I'm glad they changed their gowns to this lovely dusty rose pink.Probing instruments of my demise.
^ Still rocking the striped stockings. They went quite well with my dusty rose pink paper gown. Soon after, with all the poking and prodding and shots and blood, I was very hungry and shaky. I know you're not supposed to eat if you're having blood drawn, but is that really necessary? Needless to say, food was in order, and I wasn't going to eat in that horrible hospital cafeteria. Time for my favorite event- GOTH WALK!!!
Just because I was at the hospital doesn't mean I'm (un)dead and I still dressed in my gothy best (though to a lesser degree, I don't want a doctor with a syringe getting the wrong idea). There was a diner about a block away, and my gothy boots were made for stompin'.
I passed by this lovely railroad. I'm not too sure if it's still in use, it had a nice apocalyptic feel to it. I think it'd be nice to have a photoshoot here sometime. I was well past the railroad when lo and behold, the gothic sanctuary!
They were having some pancake special thingy, so I ordered my usual- hashbrowns and scrambled eggs with lots of
These were my pancakes. They had white chocolate chips inside with strawberries and whipped cream outside. I ate them without syrup, they were soo gooey and good!
Strawberry of doom!
And since I was alone, I brought a libel companion to peruse and contemplate with my insatiable coffee.After my meal, I went for a walk to closer inspect this edifice.
I always wanted to stay in a huge hotel in Spain with lots of fountains and wild peacocks roaming around, kind of like that hotel in "Original Sin." I wonder what their coffee would taste like.