This is my travel journal from my study abroad trip to the UK and France. The names of my teachers and classmates have been changed for privacy reasons.
DAY 21 - June 9, 1:30 pm
Got up, did laundry, and went to Covent Garden Market to watch the street performers. They had some pretty good ones there. This one guy, Spiky Will, was awesome. He cut his act short because there wasn't as big a crowd, but when he skipped to the finale, which involved a bed of nails, the crowd doubled. He ended up in nothing but his boxers and two heat-shaped nipple tassels.
"Hey, I'm trying to worry my mother. Can you help?"
"Sure! Let's take a picture and show her you met a nice English boy!"
Day 21: Naked at the Globe, Dumbass at the Tesco
- April 25, 2012
- By Lissy-Strata
Day 20: Stonehenge
- April 24, 2012
- By Lissy-Strata
This is my travel journal from my study abroad trip to the UK and France. The names of my teachers and classmates have been changed for privacy reasons.
Sitting on a train to Salisbury, going to Stonehenge.
The last time I was here, I saw just about every major tourist attraction in London, but I never got to see Stonehenge. See, the tour company had booked us on the solstice and the place is always closed on the solstice. Talk about poor planning! It's not like this was a surprise. What, was some guy in the agency going "Well, last year it was closed on the solstice, but surely it wouldn't...It's closed again?! How's a person supposed to predict when the solstice is gonna happen?"
Five minute googling directions, and I made my way to Waterloo Station and hopped on a train to Salisbury. (Our tuition covered all these travel passes and I'm gonna use them!) It's not too hard to get around here. I just asked an officer which platform I needed. As soon as I walked away from him to have a look around, PIGEON! Yes, I got hit in the head by a pigeon again! Got a picture of the little bastard so I can report him for harassment.
Day 19: The Tower of Lo-DAVID TENNANT
- April 23, 2012
- By Lissy-Strata
I'm currently sitting at a table outdoors at this place called Giraffe. It's in this shopping center-slash-apartment complex and it's really nice. I wasn't planning on eating here. I stood at the door, vaguely thinking about lunch and they sat me so quickly I didn't have time to decide. Maybe I'll eat something small before I go the the Tower of London.
[Shoot, do I need to go in to order or what? Whoa, sudden roof leak!]
Day 18: Westminster Ab-CATHERINE FREAKING TATE
- April 22, 2012
- By Lissy-Strata
This is my travel journal from my study abroad trip to the UK and France. The names of my teachers and classmates have been changed for privacy reasons.
DAY 18- June 6
Today started out with a quick trip to Leichster Square so everybody could get theatre tickets. I asked Liz and Rebecca if they'd like to see Much Ado with me, but they wanted to know the ticket prices. So I went over to the theatre to ask at the box office. Regular seats were too expensive, (and too sold out) but standing room was ₤16. I went back to tell them, and they told me to ask if I could reserve any for tomorrow.
So I went back to the box office, but SRO tickets were only sold the day of the performance. And I then proceeded to go back and forth between box office and friends an absurd amount of times to ask questions, until they decided to skip the show. Even worse, Jacklyn and Linda, who are also Doctor Who fans and had agreed to go, suddenly decided that ₤16 was too expensive.
Day 17: Museums and Creepin'
- April 21, 2012
- By Lissy-Strata
This is my travel journal from my study abroad trip to the UK and France. The names of my teachers and classmates have been changed for privacy reasons.
DAY 17- June 5
Got to have a lie-in today. I only got up for breakfast, then I went right back and slept until noon. It felt great! At one we went to the British Museum. Here, our schedule suddenly changed so that we'll be going to Westminster Abby tomorrow. This sucks, because I was supposed to meet my pen pal tomorrow. Dr. Thompson said he could come with us, though, so I sent him an email about that the first chance I got. He hasn't responded yet. I hope he gets the message in time. I didn't come all this way to miss him!
(I also didn't fly 4,000 miles to not see David Tennant and Catherine Tate live onstage.)