A little snow and ice is all that's needed to leave me standing on a crowded platform waiting for a train for 16 minutes, but after having arrived at South Kensington station, all was good, and Aimee and I made our way to the V&A museum. After getting a bit lost and a few flights of stairs, we saw a guy walk around in what could only be described as a stripy colourful jester jacket thing, but we soon found the dressing up corner, and I changed my first impression judgement of him. Aimee chose to be a medieval princess with a skirt that weighed a ton, and I decided a puffy shorts and donut shouldered jacket outfit. I have no idea what it’s supposed to be. We rode on the Boris Bikes-well, sat on them- and hung out in a phone box. Cool kids, we are.