This morning the clocks were turned forward to British Summer Time. So now the time changes between here and home have returned to normal. Since there's hardly anyone here this weekend, the shuttle to Church wasn't running, so no Homily from Mr. Collins today. I know that's a bit mean, but that's who the priest here reminds me of.
I heard all about the International Banquet today, too. It made me miss UE so much!! I loved the Banquet last year, and the one this year just sounded like so much fun! I kept myself entertained while working in the library watching some of the videos posted of the event, as well as looking through all the photos.
I think, other than all my friends, the one thing I miss most about the Banquet, is the good international food. I'm so tired of bland English food. And bad bland English food, at that. It's true, although you made be told that the refectory food is horrible, you really have no sense of just how bad it is until you're stuck with it day in and day out. Every meal we ask each other where we're going to eat first when we get back home. It changes based on what we're eating, I think. Like, the other day, we were eating the "spaghetti" and all we could think of was Olive Garden. Probably not a good thing to be thinking about when you're eating sub-standard food. I've even been wanting Sodexo! That's how bad it is.
This coming weekend is the Paris trip and everyone is talking about it. I feel a bit left out, actually. I have to keep reminding myself that in another four months, I'll be there myself. Heck, I'll be two hours by TGV from Paris for an entire semester! I really don't have the right to complain! So although this weekend may be a bit boring, it will give me time to work on another lino print. I think the one I have planned is going to turn out really well. I'll let you know!
In other news, in just one month I'll be in Chicago visiting Alysa and Julie! Can you say excited?
Today was the British Studies field trip to London. We went to the National Gallery and the National Portrait Gallery in the morning. It was a bit interesting, but I'm usually not someone people should take to museums. I tend to not enjoy them very much. There was some great paintings in there, but, especially since we were required to look at certain images, it just got kind of boring.
We ate lunch on the steps of St. Martin of the Fields since it was a gorgeous day--mid-fifties and sunny!!--and then walked to our guided tour of St. Paul's Cathedral. Dr. Owen was my guide this time. I think I prefer Bujak.
The Cathedral was beautiful, but it didn't really feel like a place of worship to me. It felt more like a museum. Plus, we weren't allowed to take pictures. So the images you see of the inside were snuck on my cell phone, which is why the quality is so much worse. In any case, I don't think I'll ever pay the 8 lbs. 50 to get back into the cathedral. What the point? I've already seen it and it's not like I'll ever have any photos to commemorate the thing.
From St. Paul's we bought our tickets to Blood Brothers, and then went to Harrods. It is unfathomable to me why some people would spend $1,000 on a shirt. Disgusting. But there were some GORGEOUS dresses there. I would totally wear one of those, even for just one night, if I didn't have to pay for it. We then ate dinner at a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, which was delicious, even though I could only have prawns, since it was Friday, and then we went over to the Phoenix Theater for our show.
Blood Brothers was a very good musical, although it was most definitely a tragedy. I cried through half of the second act, and part of the first act, too. If you have the chance, go and see it. On our way back to the coach, we stopped and got some gelato, and showed Dr. Kingsley where the gelato place was in exchange for directions to the coach. We arrived back at Harlaxton at around 2:00. I was so ready for sleep.
Did another hike in the morning. It's the one I had to pay 18lbs for since it's done with the college. The trail was honestly pretty easy, although we did have to cross a waterfall on the way back down, which is never easy for me. The views were, of course, beautiful, and the lake we went up to was very nice, as well. Of course, just when I only had about 100 yards or so left, I slipped and bruised my upper thigh. I'm surprised I didn't fall yesterday that hike was so much harder! But I honestly think that I fell so late in the hike because by then my legs were getting closer and closer to feeling like jelly. I mean, I'd done a lot of walking by that point: all day yesterday, and then all morning!
A lot of people went ghyll scrambling today, too, and returned drenched. In some ways I wish I'd gone, just because how many times do you get to climb up a waterfall? On the other hand, I was so exhausted this afternoon, that I really welcomed the time to just sit around and read Jane Eyre, which is the novel were currently tackling in English Novel. We fixed dinner in the hostel kitchen again today, and in the evening we played Midlife Crisis, which is a very interesting board game, especially when you don't have any of the rules, so you kind of make them up as you go. They were logical rules, though.
After a mad rush yesterday afternoon to submit my British Studies term paper, we left for the college trip to the Lake District.
This morning, Carly, Shannon, and I went for a hike after breakfast. We had to walk through Ambleside to reach the trail head, and we stopped to see a couple of waterfalls before heading for the trail. The hike up to the "peak" was fairly step and rocky the whole way, but the exercise was certainly welcome and the climb wasn't too terrible since we were tackling it at our own pace. From the summit all we could see was the massive amount of mist, but we sneaked a few good views on the way up. We then headed down the backside, which was a bit difficult because there was so much darn mist, and arrived in a tiny little village soaking wet. We bought some hot chocolate from the post office there, and then walked all the way back around to Ambleside and the hostel.
On our way through Ambleside, we bought some frozen dinners to fix at the hostel. It was such a relief to be able to fix our own food! And besides that, some of the other Harlaxton kids had brought their laptops and were playing music while they fixed a massive amount of spaghetti, so the fixing of our dinner turned out to be kind of festive.
After dinner, Colleen convinced several of us to do our "forests." Basically, you write about your ideal forest, as well as a few things you find in the forest, and it's supposed to tell things about you. Seemed pretty accurate to me, and I was impressed that Colleen had the whole thing memorized. I suppose she's done it enough, though.
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