Portobello...Nottinghill...nothing like the Movie

Portobello...a bit disappointing...a kind of run down place that is nowhere near as cool as similar flee market streets of Hong Kong. The junk they sold were really just....junk. I did manage to eat my first fish and chips in London. There was so much grease in the batter...that I kind of gotten sick. But I did get something out of this place....a little pin for my Russian Furry Hat that my brother got me from Moscow years ago.