London Weekend

Thursday:
We traveled by train to London, Liverpool Street and took a cab to our hotel. Dinner at the Texas Embassy. After Texas gained independence from Mexico and before it was part of the US it was it's own country and had an embassy in London very near the location of the restaurant. So says the menu.

Friday:
The British Museum! We spent a long time in the Roman and Greek areas. I got to see the Elgin Marbles. After lunch we ran through the "must see"s including the Rosetta Stone.
Friday night was at the opera (in my black dress) to see La Boheme.

Saturday:
The Original Tour. Did you know that Trafalgar Square has no pigeons because a hawker and his hawk are there all day? Did you know that if you sit in the top of a tour bus in freezing weather for a long time your legs can get numb from cold without you realizing it until you stand up?
We added layers before going on the Thames river cruise. We also stopped by a retro clothing store we discovered and I got a dress for the upcoming 1960's Ancient House event.
Saturday night we saw Avenue Q. It spoke to me as a college graduate (especially a college graduate with a "BA in English.")

Sunday:
Leisurely lunch with Gray (a dear friend from UGA who is studying in London). We ate at a restaurant that serves dum sum. Shared food in small portions that keeps coming as long as you keep ordering. Perfect for catching up and reminiscing. Then the train ride back to home sweet home.

Pictures will follow after I unpack.

Even in Norwich

When I studied abroad in Rome the summer after my junior year of college I also kept a journal. I realized later that in that journal I focused too much on all the stressful things about living in another country. And, yeah, of course living in another country is going to be stressful. I loved my time in Rome and I look back on it fondly. But after Amanda went to Rome this past summer everyone commented on how they thought she had had a better time than I did. I think she was just better at having a good time. I think she let the stressful things get to her less.

I told myself that with this trip, with this journal, I was going to be good at having a good time. And, I think for the most part I have been. But, with Alexander and his terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day in mind: some days are like that, even in Norwich.

And with Scarlet in mind: "Tomorrow is another day!"