One of my good friends describes hanging out with me as "Laughing, Talking, Drinking, Travelling and Hating."

I often say that I hate stupid people, but sometimes I am afraid that I am one of them. I have that constant feeling of intellectual inadequacy - there is so many interesting movies, books, bands, ideas out there...

I like sailing and kayaking and hiking and cycling but winter makes me a bar and food aficionado

I am known for uttering the phrase: "You know what we should do...?" followed by a ridiculous idea (go to duck and waffle, go to fabric, go bowling late at night, go to mother, play paintball, go south of the river) at least four times on a night out.

I came back to London to finish my degree in Journalism and Economics after living and studying a year in South America. After that I went hitch-hiking through the Caucasus and Turkey.

Apart from studying for the GMAT and the GRE, I am trying to get all the VISA's to go down the Silk Road trough Russia/Iran and Central Asia by land. I have this weird obsession with land travel.

Finding cool hidden bars and places.

Getting into(more) and out(less) of trouble.

Accusing/convincing people being conservatives/socialist of being crypto-socialists/conservative.
(Seriously - I don't discriminate with my hate for the entire political spectrum. I love talking politics, but if you are not up for an argument that involves rised voices and a lot of disagreeing - don't try. Unless of course you are libertarian, then we can be friends.)

when drunk and talking i apparently resemble christopher hitchens.

Invent a list for yourself - I am to lazy to type it out.

You know the whole wes anderson portishead bergman bullshit mix.

friends. and books. and film. beer. cheese. travel.

what to eat next. seriously.

and you know- stuff like politics and economics and philosophy and history and books and films and what the best beer is.

not having a typical Friday.

i can lick my elbow.

Bar?