Oh it's exciting times here across the pond.
Tomorrow the three of us reunite! Susan and I are quite stoked to see Alex after what feels like AGES of being apart. We have so much to talk about! And of course, not only are we going to be together again, we're going to SCOTLAND!
That's right folks, the three of us are off to discover the Highlands. Clearly there will be more to be said about this when we get back.
Just thought I'd leave you with this tantalizing teaser.
... I'm so excited!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Glastonbury and Stonehenge
Ok, so as I promised... a while ago... Stonehendge and Glastonbury. Now, I knew that I was going to adore Stonehendge, but Glastonbury. What the heck did Glastonbury have to offer me, now really! It had a lot of nerding out is what it had!
This little town in England, for one, is adorable. It seems as if it was designed with the word "quaint" in mind. But beyond that, the Abbey, the Abbey of Glastonbury has some beautiful runes, and with a tour guide as great as ours, they really came to life. This is the misty and mystical England that Marrion writes about. This, my dear folks, is Avalon *Sqeal!*
So we went to the Abbey where Joseph supposedly stuck his staff in the ground and made a thorn tree pop up. Yay Christianity. But more to my interest was the tomb/grave of King Arthur. How outstanding. From here we made our way to the Tor, yes the Tor, and got to walk all. the. frigging. way. up. it. Now, for me it was tough, but for poor Beth who had just gotten quite sick... well I believe she describes the process as "Death with every step and breath." Poor girl. She could have done it with way more ease had she been able to... breathe. A fairly important function when climbing up a miny mountain. A very steep miny mountain.
So, we climbing down from there, and it was to the Chalice Well Gardens. This was simply fantastic. The story behind the Charlice Wells Garden is that, in the well resides the Holy Grail, and all the water of the Well passes through it, thus, it is a garden of reflection and peace, tranquility and healing. Once again we're confronted with "Healing" waters. Well, after the climb that felt like "death with every step and breath" Beth was more than happy to take on some healing waters.
This garden was everything it advertised "I wonder, if you live in Glastonbury, if you could get a season pass" Beth ruminated, and I certainly hope you can, I know I'd want one!
Next it was on to Stonehendge. Well, not much to say, you KNOW it was amazing. Those stones radiate mystisism. And, to once again quote Beth "Those stones much know the their primary contemporary purpose is to have their picture taken. They're really good at it." Are they ever. I think every picture I got of those stones turned out quite well.
The gift shop wasn't as horrendously priced as I thought it would be, and the lines not nearly as bad.
On our way home we passed through Oxford, which looks like a beautiful city to go visit, though I don't think I'll get the chance. Hey I could be wrong though, Beth and I do have rail passes after all!
After all this was home, and some serious crashing. It was a long trip.
This little town in England, for one, is adorable. It seems as if it was designed with the word "quaint" in mind. But beyond that, the Abbey, the Abbey of Glastonbury has some beautiful runes, and with a tour guide as great as ours, they really came to life. This is the misty and mystical England that Marrion writes about. This, my dear folks, is Avalon *Sqeal!*
So we went to the Abbey where Joseph supposedly stuck his staff in the ground and made a thorn tree pop up. Yay Christianity. But more to my interest was the tomb/grave of King Arthur. How outstanding. From here we made our way to the Tor, yes the Tor, and got to walk all. the. frigging. way. up. it. Now, for me it was tough, but for poor Beth who had just gotten quite sick... well I believe she describes the process as "Death with every step and breath." Poor girl. She could have done it with way more ease had she been able to... breathe. A fairly important function when climbing up a miny mountain. A very steep miny mountain.
So, we climbing down from there, and it was to the Chalice Well Gardens. This was simply fantastic. The story behind the Charlice Wells Garden is that, in the well resides the Holy Grail, and all the water of the Well passes through it, thus, it is a garden of reflection and peace, tranquility and healing. Once again we're confronted with "Healing" waters. Well, after the climb that felt like "death with every step and breath" Beth was more than happy to take on some healing waters.
This garden was everything it advertised "I wonder, if you live in Glastonbury, if you could get a season pass" Beth ruminated, and I certainly hope you can, I know I'd want one!
Next it was on to Stonehendge. Well, not much to say, you KNOW it was amazing. Those stones radiate mystisism. And, to once again quote Beth "Those stones much know the their primary contemporary purpose is to have their picture taken. They're really good at it." Are they ever. I think every picture I got of those stones turned out quite well.
The gift shop wasn't as horrendously priced as I thought it would be, and the lines not nearly as bad.
On our way home we passed through Oxford, which looks like a beautiful city to go visit, though I don't think I'll get the chance. Hey I could be wrong though, Beth and I do have rail passes after all!
After all this was home, and some serious crashing. It was a long trip.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed
Alright, time for my weekly update.
I left Lincoln last wednesday and went to Liverpool. When there I met up with my friend Lee who I wasn't planning to meet up with originally, but ended up doing so anyways. We went to a concert (Los Campesinos!) which I was supposed to be going to with Nathan, but he was busy getting a job...
We ended up having... a few too many... and I can't really recall all that much of the concert! How terrible!
Spent the night at a hotel and then met Lee and his other friend Lee (yes too many doubles in the world!) for breakfast. Got lots of pictures and whatnot and had English Chinese food... which is mostly the same as Canadian Chinese food but with more English things like Fish and Chips... Asian style...
Went to the Natural Museum across from the train station because it was free before leaving for Manchester.
The train to Manchester was the worst train ever! It was jammed so full of people I had to squish like 5 people just to get my bag on. I was standing at the door... which is NOT allowed apparently but I really needed to get to Manchester... Nathan would be waiting and the next many trains after that would be as busy. The ride was only an hour.
Manchester was amazing! My favourite city in the trip so far (Liverpool being a close second) Nathan was so much fun to spend a weekend with! He toured me around and took me for cheap cheap drinks! (yay £2 cocktails!) How alcoholic this part of the trip seems...
... I may have accidently gotten a body alteration...
Anyways, he was rather sick so I buggered off later Saturday to return to Bath. I was planning to go to Leicester, but I'm going to have to be in Bristol on tuesday anyways for a concert so I figure I'd save a train pass day (which I've used half of now)
The train from Manchester to Bath was MORE hell! It was 7 hours long and it involved me ''accidently'' going to Wales (I didn't have a pass that let me to go Wales, but Wales wasn't a destination so... I was planning to play dumb tourist)
By the time I got to Bristol it was already really late, and it turns out the reason I couldn't take a more direct route to Bristol and thus Bath and had to fake my way through Wales was that half of the south western stations were like under construction or something. I had to catch a coach from Bristol to Bath. Joy. A fifteen minute train ride becomes a ninety minute bus ride UGH!
Anyways made it here. All is well. Tomorrow (Monday) will be a laundry day. Tuesday we go to Bristol to see Los Campesinos! so I can remember them. Wednesday will be... something restful... and thursday I take a lovely seven hour train ride up to Edinburgh. I shall be meeting Beth and Suse in Birmingham, but their journey shan't be nearly as long as mine.
We were going to go to Dublin, but we decided to hold off for pricing reasons. Edinburgh is a train ride whereas Dublin requires a plane. Just made sense.
Till next week
Alex
I left Lincoln last wednesday and went to Liverpool. When there I met up with my friend Lee who I wasn't planning to meet up with originally, but ended up doing so anyways. We went to a concert (Los Campesinos!) which I was supposed to be going to with Nathan, but he was busy getting a job...
We ended up having... a few too many... and I can't really recall all that much of the concert! How terrible!
Spent the night at a hotel and then met Lee and his other friend Lee (yes too many doubles in the world!) for breakfast. Got lots of pictures and whatnot and had English Chinese food... which is mostly the same as Canadian Chinese food but with more English things like Fish and Chips... Asian style...
Went to the Natural Museum across from the train station because it was free before leaving for Manchester.
The train to Manchester was the worst train ever! It was jammed so full of people I had to squish like 5 people just to get my bag on. I was standing at the door... which is NOT allowed apparently but I really needed to get to Manchester... Nathan would be waiting and the next many trains after that would be as busy. The ride was only an hour.
Manchester was amazing! My favourite city in the trip so far (Liverpool being a close second) Nathan was so much fun to spend a weekend with! He toured me around and took me for cheap cheap drinks! (yay £2 cocktails!) How alcoholic this part of the trip seems...
... I may have accidently gotten a body alteration...
Anyways, he was rather sick so I buggered off later Saturday to return to Bath. I was planning to go to Leicester, but I'm going to have to be in Bristol on tuesday anyways for a concert so I figure I'd save a train pass day (which I've used half of now)
The train from Manchester to Bath was MORE hell! It was 7 hours long and it involved me ''accidently'' going to Wales (I didn't have a pass that let me to go Wales, but Wales wasn't a destination so... I was planning to play dumb tourist)
By the time I got to Bristol it was already really late, and it turns out the reason I couldn't take a more direct route to Bristol and thus Bath and had to fake my way through Wales was that half of the south western stations were like under construction or something. I had to catch a coach from Bristol to Bath. Joy. A fifteen minute train ride becomes a ninety minute bus ride UGH!
Anyways made it here. All is well. Tomorrow (Monday) will be a laundry day. Tuesday we go to Bristol to see Los Campesinos! so I can remember them. Wednesday will be... something restful... and thursday I take a lovely seven hour train ride up to Edinburgh. I shall be meeting Beth and Suse in Birmingham, but their journey shan't be nearly as long as mine.
We were going to go to Dublin, but we decided to hold off for pricing reasons. Edinburgh is a train ride whereas Dublin requires a plane. Just made sense.
Till next week
Alex
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Bath and Bristol (Glastonbury and Stonehendge soon to come)
"This is so bizarre, the order of our Stonehendge, Glastonbury, and Bath tour is going to be completely oposite!" I thought I'd mention that right off the bat. You see, poor Beth was thrown for a momentary loop when this happened. Honestly she didn't know what to do with that "It's completely backwards!"
I laughed.
As you know, Beth and I went on a tour of the above mentioned places and we had a fantastic time. You may not have known the fantastic time bit, but I bet you guessed it! We took about a million pictures, soon to be placed on facebook, and well... had a great time lol.
Bath was our first stop. We got picked up by our coach at about eight in the morning, threw our stuff into the back and promptly met the nicest bus driver we've ever encountered and our absolutely lovely tour guide. John and Susannah. The trip to Bath was three hours with a break inbetween to stretch our legs. Boy did we need it! The bus we were on was comfy for discount, I suppose, but ment for people with much shorter legs than either Beth or I possess. We forgot that we owned knees after a while. Eek.
But yes, Bath was lovely. On our drive in we were told all about the specific lime stone quarried and used in the city. All houses and buildings that are errected in Bath MUST be faced with this stone. It leaves the city looking ancient and spectacular. We went into the Roman Baths first, had a tour of the ruins and enjoyed the hokey audio guide. I quite liked looking into the different rooms and noting the decimated structures, but this wasn't my favourite part of my stay in Bath. An amusing part though, was when Beth and I both tried the healing waters of Bath. Normally you have to pay fifty pence to get a glass of this stuff, but because Beth and I were with Procentium tours we didn't. Beth got her glass, and I got mine. She drank hers first. Then I mine.
It was tasty... seriously... I love the taste of sulphur. Thirst quenching really. Beth and I were amused at least. She had a cold, so we were waiting to see if it worked on her congestion (we're thinking it didn't, I insist that it's because she didn't believe enough in the powers of Minerva Sulis).
After this we were both hungry for lunch and thus pulled out our pre-made lunches and snacked down. We did a bit of self-exploration and shopping after lunch, but it was a bit dull when we stumbled out of Bath's main city core. After a bit of this it was time for the walking tour. I enjoyed this part the most. We got to see the city and be told all about the interesting stories and such associated with it. My favourite was about the way three of Bath's city streets were named. Aparently this guy was really trying to get a council to agree on a name for these three streets, but they felt they had better things to do. Eventually one of the council members got so frustrated with him that he stood up and shouted "Be quite John [whatever his last name was]" and thus this fellow name his streets Quite, John, and his last name. I thought that was pretty great. To finish off was my favourite part of Bath, which was the Abby.
Queen Elizabeth called it the "Lantern of the West" when first she entered it, and Beth says it's a much deserved name. Without too much interior lighting this Abby is very bright and sparkly. Beth, who has been to far more Abbies than I have, says it is by far the best lit. The outside face has beautiful carvings and stonework of angles climbing up and down a ladder. Aparently this image came to the creator in a dream--as do many such things for artsy people.
I love going into old places of worship, or areas where there is true meaning instilled into the very air of the place. It's calming, or emotional... whatever it is, it makes you feel and that is spectacular.
Overall I think Bath is a beautiful city, but better explored by people with larger budgets than either Beth or I have. For instance, I'd love to go to the spa at Bath. Oo lala.
From Bath we got the surprise of going to Bristol! How cool is that? VERY! We didn't know that we'd be going to a different city for our overnight stay and found it to be a bit of a bonus. So once we got settled into our rooms at the Holiday Inn Express Beth and I went out in search of food. We'd decided that since we'd spent time hanging around Roman ruins all day, we should go for Italian. Thus our quest began.
We learned in Victoria that a good way to get recomendations on how to find a quality meal was to ask the front desk. We did so and were directed to Baldwin street for our dining needs. Unfortunately we ended up on the wrong street when trying to get past a roundabout and had to find our way back to Victoria street which would then lead us to Baldwin. We asked a nice looking couple where to go and they gave us directions that seemed a bit strange, but we followed them. We didn't have a lot of hope as we found ourselves behind a bunch of buildings, looking around (in a well lit area) and thinking "Aren't we just walking around this tower here?" Well, that's what we thought, but aparently if you walk in a semi circle/circle around this building you end up on a different street. Mind boggling.
We found our way just fine from here. One of the highlights of my night happened around the time as we were crossing over the Avon and saw a bunch of swans floating on it in the light of the walk way paths. So picturesque. Unfortunately in the pictures I tried to take, this scene is not at all portrayed.
So, now that we're on Baldwin we find a few restaurants, but only three that were Italian. The first looked shady to me, and thus I opted against it. The next looked fabulous, cozy, and reasonably priced... but we wouldn't be able to get in for an hour. That was fairly disheartening, but we set out to search again and found a nice place to rest our feet and fill our stomachs. I don't remember the name of it, which makes it hard to give you a meaningful review, but, I would say it was more Southern Italian and catered to the idea of Italian restaurants. It's decore was exactly what you would expect of a smaller Italian restaurant.
We were told that we'd have to wait for our food, but I didn't really feel that was the case. The food was nice, but nothing special even though both Beth and I ordered dishes that should have been something special. It really felt like something I could do at home with a tinned sauce, but then, I'm a good cook! Again, I sound negative, but I don't mean to be. My standard for Italian at an Italian resturant is quite high after being spoiled a year ago at Il Teratza in Victoria. Hard to beat that. I just felt the portions and quality were out of sync with the price. Doesn't mean it wasn't good, just mediocre. It sure hit the spot though, and as usual Beth and I had a lovely time dining out together. At the end of our meal, just as we were going to pay the bill our waiter stopped at another table first and dropped off their dessert... dear god.
He was about to hand us the bill, but asked us first if we'd like anything else. "Um..." we both said, sending covetous looks towards the amazing mystery dessert handed to the couple across from us "Uhhh... you know... giving them that dessert before handing us our bill was a clever move... uuummm..."
He told us to take our time, laughing, and we asked him to give us a dessert menu. Oh dear. We ordered what we thought it was the other couple had ordered--though we were between the tirimisu (eek spelling) and the chocolate thing we ordered. Well turns out that their monster AMAZING dessert was the tirimisu, but that's ok because what we had was AMAZING as well. It was a cake with milk, white, and dark chocolate mouse layered densly over a chocolate truffle crust and dusted with coco. Now, you all know my feelings on chocolate, and that is that less is more, well this dessert was perfect. Absolutely perfect. It was high quality, rich, and lovely. It's not often I say that about chocolate desserts, but this one earned it.
As we walked back to our hotel room, hopefully burning some of the calories as we went we noticed something a little odd about Bristol... the youth dress up as super people and myth figures and roam the streets... We're not kidding. On our evening out we saw a few Super Men, Spider Man, Bat Girl, Nacho Libre and three drunken leprochans... I'm sure we saw more than that, but those were the most memorable. We were trying to figure out the occasion but it escaped us and we still don't know...
Well it was back to the room to enjoy some television (which will likely be the last time till we're home) and get some rest. We were both foot sore and Beth was fighting off a cold--I was as well on a lesser level--and thus we both took some Lemsip (neocitron) and had a lovely drugged sleep.
The conclusion of our tour will be written toot sweet, but I have homework and a day to start!
I laughed.
As you know, Beth and I went on a tour of the above mentioned places and we had a fantastic time. You may not have known the fantastic time bit, but I bet you guessed it! We took about a million pictures, soon to be placed on facebook, and well... had a great time lol.
Bath was our first stop. We got picked up by our coach at about eight in the morning, threw our stuff into the back and promptly met the nicest bus driver we've ever encountered and our absolutely lovely tour guide. John and Susannah. The trip to Bath was three hours with a break inbetween to stretch our legs. Boy did we need it! The bus we were on was comfy for discount, I suppose, but ment for people with much shorter legs than either Beth or I possess. We forgot that we owned knees after a while. Eek.
But yes, Bath was lovely. On our drive in we were told all about the specific lime stone quarried and used in the city. All houses and buildings that are errected in Bath MUST be faced with this stone. It leaves the city looking ancient and spectacular. We went into the Roman Baths first, had a tour of the ruins and enjoyed the hokey audio guide. I quite liked looking into the different rooms and noting the decimated structures, but this wasn't my favourite part of my stay in Bath. An amusing part though, was when Beth and I both tried the healing waters of Bath. Normally you have to pay fifty pence to get a glass of this stuff, but because Beth and I were with Procentium tours we didn't. Beth got her glass, and I got mine. She drank hers first. Then I mine.
It was tasty... seriously... I love the taste of sulphur. Thirst quenching really. Beth and I were amused at least. She had a cold, so we were waiting to see if it worked on her congestion (we're thinking it didn't, I insist that it's because she didn't believe enough in the powers of Minerva Sulis).
After this we were both hungry for lunch and thus pulled out our pre-made lunches and snacked down. We did a bit of self-exploration and shopping after lunch, but it was a bit dull when we stumbled out of Bath's main city core. After a bit of this it was time for the walking tour. I enjoyed this part the most. We got to see the city and be told all about the interesting stories and such associated with it. My favourite was about the way three of Bath's city streets were named. Aparently this guy was really trying to get a council to agree on a name for these three streets, but they felt they had better things to do. Eventually one of the council members got so frustrated with him that he stood up and shouted "Be quite John [whatever his last name was]" and thus this fellow name his streets Quite, John, and his last name. I thought that was pretty great. To finish off was my favourite part of Bath, which was the Abby.
Queen Elizabeth called it the "Lantern of the West" when first she entered it, and Beth says it's a much deserved name. Without too much interior lighting this Abby is very bright and sparkly. Beth, who has been to far more Abbies than I have, says it is by far the best lit. The outside face has beautiful carvings and stonework of angles climbing up and down a ladder. Aparently this image came to the creator in a dream--as do many such things for artsy people.
I love going into old places of worship, or areas where there is true meaning instilled into the very air of the place. It's calming, or emotional... whatever it is, it makes you feel and that is spectacular.
Overall I think Bath is a beautiful city, but better explored by people with larger budgets than either Beth or I have. For instance, I'd love to go to the spa at Bath. Oo lala.
From Bath we got the surprise of going to Bristol! How cool is that? VERY! We didn't know that we'd be going to a different city for our overnight stay and found it to be a bit of a bonus. So once we got settled into our rooms at the Holiday Inn Express Beth and I went out in search of food. We'd decided that since we'd spent time hanging around Roman ruins all day, we should go for Italian. Thus our quest began.
We learned in Victoria that a good way to get recomendations on how to find a quality meal was to ask the front desk. We did so and were directed to Baldwin street for our dining needs. Unfortunately we ended up on the wrong street when trying to get past a roundabout and had to find our way back to Victoria street which would then lead us to Baldwin. We asked a nice looking couple where to go and they gave us directions that seemed a bit strange, but we followed them. We didn't have a lot of hope as we found ourselves behind a bunch of buildings, looking around (in a well lit area) and thinking "Aren't we just walking around this tower here?" Well, that's what we thought, but aparently if you walk in a semi circle/circle around this building you end up on a different street. Mind boggling.
We found our way just fine from here. One of the highlights of my night happened around the time as we were crossing over the Avon and saw a bunch of swans floating on it in the light of the walk way paths. So picturesque. Unfortunately in the pictures I tried to take, this scene is not at all portrayed.
So, now that we're on Baldwin we find a few restaurants, but only three that were Italian. The first looked shady to me, and thus I opted against it. The next looked fabulous, cozy, and reasonably priced... but we wouldn't be able to get in for an hour. That was fairly disheartening, but we set out to search again and found a nice place to rest our feet and fill our stomachs. I don't remember the name of it, which makes it hard to give you a meaningful review, but, I would say it was more Southern Italian and catered to the idea of Italian restaurants. It's decore was exactly what you would expect of a smaller Italian restaurant.
We were told that we'd have to wait for our food, but I didn't really feel that was the case. The food was nice, but nothing special even though both Beth and I ordered dishes that should have been something special. It really felt like something I could do at home with a tinned sauce, but then, I'm a good cook! Again, I sound negative, but I don't mean to be. My standard for Italian at an Italian resturant is quite high after being spoiled a year ago at Il Teratza in Victoria. Hard to beat that. I just felt the portions and quality were out of sync with the price. Doesn't mean it wasn't good, just mediocre. It sure hit the spot though, and as usual Beth and I had a lovely time dining out together. At the end of our meal, just as we were going to pay the bill our waiter stopped at another table first and dropped off their dessert... dear god.
He was about to hand us the bill, but asked us first if we'd like anything else. "Um..." we both said, sending covetous looks towards the amazing mystery dessert handed to the couple across from us "Uhhh... you know... giving them that dessert before handing us our bill was a clever move... uuummm..."
He told us to take our time, laughing, and we asked him to give us a dessert menu. Oh dear. We ordered what we thought it was the other couple had ordered--though we were between the tirimisu (eek spelling) and the chocolate thing we ordered. Well turns out that their monster AMAZING dessert was the tirimisu, but that's ok because what we had was AMAZING as well. It was a cake with milk, white, and dark chocolate mouse layered densly over a chocolate truffle crust and dusted with coco. Now, you all know my feelings on chocolate, and that is that less is more, well this dessert was perfect. Absolutely perfect. It was high quality, rich, and lovely. It's not often I say that about chocolate desserts, but this one earned it.
As we walked back to our hotel room, hopefully burning some of the calories as we went we noticed something a little odd about Bristol... the youth dress up as super people and myth figures and roam the streets... We're not kidding. On our evening out we saw a few Super Men, Spider Man, Bat Girl, Nacho Libre and three drunken leprochans... I'm sure we saw more than that, but those were the most memorable. We were trying to figure out the occasion but it escaped us and we still don't know...
Well it was back to the room to enjoy some television (which will likely be the last time till we're home) and get some rest. We were both foot sore and Beth was fighting off a cold--I was as well on a lesser level--and thus we both took some Lemsip (neocitron) and had a lovely drugged sleep.
The conclusion of our tour will be written toot sweet, but I have homework and a day to start!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Leisure Suite
Okies so my second week of England is now coming to a close so I figured it'd be best to update.
Bath was grand fun. Less touristy mind, and more living like a Briton; which isn't terribly too unlike Canadians.
I left Bath on Monday and took a three and a half hour train ride to Leicester. I had to kill some time in Bristol -- which I adore -- and Birmingham which is like chav (think gangster but less intelligent and more chaotic) territory; not too fun.
Leicester wasn't touristy either. Beth, Suse and I more just did living type things such as grocery shopping and laundry. Days were very centered around meals (which is fine by me ;) ) and involved some out and about, but not in excess - which is good because I was sick for half my time there!
I left Leicester friday afternoon and took a very painful train journey to Lincoln; the place Alex is from. His place here is so much fun! It's in the country (Lincoln makes Bath and Leicester look like huge party cities) and it's rather large. There's really like two houses on this one really giant plot which has a huge garden! There are cow fields around us which is totally a strange change of pace for me. Mind I could never live somewhere like here no matter how much fun it is.
Alex's family has been very kind and hospitable. Alex's mother started to do my laundry pretty much as soon as I got in the door! This was a bit odd since I feel strange with other people doing my clothes, but it just seems to be what Alex's mother likes to do. I got glared at for trying to do some myself...
I've been bad... I've now purchased a few too many series of English television on dvd! I've got series 1 and 2 of Skins, series 1 to 5 of Shameless, series 1 to 3 of Little Britain, and now series 1 to 3 of The Catherine Tate Show is on it's way over! HMV does it to me... I enter the store and there are like boxes of sets of series for like £5! I mean like the entire of Little Britain was only £5! I spend more on lunch at subway than that!
Ohhh! I also bought tickets to French and Saunders (Absolutely Fabulous, Vicar of Dibley, Jam and Jerusalem -- the list could go on for ages!) and I am SO excited! This is like their farewell tour thingie since they are going to go retire for a while (they are getting a bit old...) I cannot express this excitement enough! Bethany saw how I lit up when I got the email about these (very reduced in price) tickets! I'm also searching for tickets to see David Tennant and Patrick Stewart in Hamlet, but that shall be a bit trickier to do... I WILL PREVAIL I SWEAR!
Hmm... not much to tell. These haven't been big touristy weeks, but those begin as I travel from here to Liverpool in a day from now! I am very excited to get the bigger cities going! The camera is charged and ready for mega photoshoots!
Talk to you all later! HOPE YOU VOTED/WILL VOTE!
-Alex
PS. I predict Conservative Minority which has a 35% of being forced down at the throne speech leading to a Liberal coalition with someone else.
Bath was grand fun. Less touristy mind, and more living like a Briton; which isn't terribly too unlike Canadians.
I left Bath on Monday and took a three and a half hour train ride to Leicester. I had to kill some time in Bristol -- which I adore -- and Birmingham which is like chav (think gangster but less intelligent and more chaotic) territory; not too fun.
Leicester wasn't touristy either. Beth, Suse and I more just did living type things such as grocery shopping and laundry. Days were very centered around meals (which is fine by me ;) ) and involved some out and about, but not in excess - which is good because I was sick for half my time there!
I left Leicester friday afternoon and took a very painful train journey to Lincoln; the place Alex is from. His place here is so much fun! It's in the country (Lincoln makes Bath and Leicester look like huge party cities) and it's rather large. There's really like two houses on this one really giant plot which has a huge garden! There are cow fields around us which is totally a strange change of pace for me. Mind I could never live somewhere like here no matter how much fun it is.
Alex's family has been very kind and hospitable. Alex's mother started to do my laundry pretty much as soon as I got in the door! This was a bit odd since I feel strange with other people doing my clothes, but it just seems to be what Alex's mother likes to do. I got glared at for trying to do some myself...
I've been bad... I've now purchased a few too many series of English television on dvd! I've got series 1 and 2 of Skins, series 1 to 5 of Shameless, series 1 to 3 of Little Britain, and now series 1 to 3 of The Catherine Tate Show is on it's way over! HMV does it to me... I enter the store and there are like boxes of sets of series for like £5! I mean like the entire of Little Britain was only £5! I spend more on lunch at subway than that!
Ohhh! I also bought tickets to French and Saunders (Absolutely Fabulous, Vicar of Dibley, Jam and Jerusalem -- the list could go on for ages!) and I am SO excited! This is like their farewell tour thingie since they are going to go retire for a while (they are getting a bit old...) I cannot express this excitement enough! Bethany saw how I lit up when I got the email about these (very reduced in price) tickets! I'm also searching for tickets to see David Tennant and Patrick Stewart in Hamlet, but that shall be a bit trickier to do... I WILL PREVAIL I SWEAR!
Hmm... not much to tell. These haven't been big touristy weeks, but those begin as I travel from here to Liverpool in a day from now! I am very excited to get the bigger cities going! The camera is charged and ready for mega photoshoots!
Talk to you all later! HOPE YOU VOTED/WILL VOTE!
-Alex
PS. I predict Conservative Minority which has a 35% of being forced down at the throne speech leading to a Liberal coalition with someone else.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Dispersing for the weekend
Hello all,
Just a super-quick update on what's going on with us. Alex departed this evening in order to spend the weekend in Lincoln. In the morning (the eeeeearly morning) Susan and I get on a bus headed for Bath. We spend all day there touring about and then on the way home on Sunday we're stopping by Stonehenge and Glastsonbury, returning to Leicester around 7pm Sunday night. Alex will be rejoining us here on Monday.
I'm sure we're all going to have much more exciting things to say about all this after it actually happens.
As for this week, we had a good time. Susan and I made it through our first week of classes. We had a great time with Alex. My voice has been scratchy all day and we think I'm coming down with something, but great amounts of citrus products are being used to try and avoid that.
As we're leaving so early in the morning, I'm going to get ready for bed now.
Just a super-quick update on what's going on with us. Alex departed this evening in order to spend the weekend in Lincoln. In the morning (the eeeeearly morning) Susan and I get on a bus headed for Bath. We spend all day there touring about and then on the way home on Sunday we're stopping by Stonehenge and Glastsonbury, returning to Leicester around 7pm Sunday night. Alex will be rejoining us here on Monday.
I'm sure we're all going to have much more exciting things to say about all this after it actually happens.
As for this week, we had a good time. Susan and I made it through our first week of classes. We had a great time with Alex. My voice has been scratchy all day and we think I'm coming down with something, but great amounts of citrus products are being used to try and avoid that.
As we're leaving so early in the morning, I'm going to get ready for bed now.
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