After pillaging a load of product from the vans office in hammersmith we made the short journey to kensington to spend a couple of nights in the hilton. yup, we get heated mirrors and they turn the end of the toilet paper into a triangle every morning. now thats class. the rain held up for a bit and we managed to go out for a ride, all kitted out in hats with the labels left in and medium tshirts. we didn’t stray too far from the westway, riding the meanwhile parks and some streetspots nearby. after we had a curry and i’m not sure about anyone else but it left me hugging the shitter. we were hoping for good weather for the following day so we had a early(ish) night. the following day seemed the same as before; annoying rain showers followed by patchy sunshine. i really was expecting a tan for when and hennon and go to ibiza to shoot his interview but i guess i’ll have to hit up a spray tan next week. Baz sessioned cantalowes bowl and ben got some moves over a hip near elephant at castle but all of that was irrelevant because all day we knew that tonight (thursday) Vans were putting on some party and all the drinks would be free.

we’ve got to leave the hilton early in the morning; with its heated mirrors, olympic pool, steam room, fitness coaches and massages with happy endings and start a slow and undoubtedly hungover journey south hitting up some island wallrides and media free parks along the way. i just hope that rain holds off because its getting f**king annoying now…