delayed delaaaaaaayed!
Okay okay, so I fell behind the last two odd weeks of my study abroad experience. But I had good reason! 1) France. 2) 2000 + word papers 3) moving out of flat 4) Sweden
Make sense? So where shall I begin?
FRANCE:
In short, was absolutely fantastic. We left Thursday evening on the Eurostar—“we” being my roommates and I—and arrived around 11 PM. Our hotel was very near Gard du Nord, so no problem, right? Wrong. The night manager thought it’d be a good idea to give away our TRIPLE room to a SINGLE woman because he thought we were a no show. Yeeeeeah. So for one night, we had to deal with a double room. Not too bad. We went to a little grocery store and got food, and had a bit of a picnic whilst watching CNN, the only English tv station in paris.
Friday morning, we got up early and headed to the l’ouvre. Great place to spend the morning, especially if it’s dreary and cold and rainy, as it was then. My friend Rachel, from my creative writing class, was also in paris that weekend, so I walked around the museum a bit with her. That place is seriously amazing, you could probably spend two full days there and still not see everything.
After the museum, el roomies and I decided to walk over to the Eiffel tower as we could see it, plus get some lunch. Bad idea since it started freezing raining on us, and it took FOREVER to find an eatery. But the food was good, so I guess that makes up for it?
Gave up on the tower (for now) and found the opera house. Oh my goodness, that was on of the best parts of the weekend! It is sooooo gorgeous! I didn’t even get to go into the theatre itself as there was a rehearsal going on, but we walked around the atrium and other rooms and everything is absolutely stunning. I think that’s where “phantom of the opera” is supposed to take place? Wow.
From there we headed to Notre Dame, and saw that bit. For some reason, that church depresses me. I think because there’s mass going on whilst tourists are rummaging about. I don’t know, it seems just commercial and empty to me.
We had a brief rest at the newly acquired triple room at the hotel, and even watched some “7 a la maison” for fun, heh heh. Then we got cleaned up, and met up with Isac at the Eiffel Tower for some dinner and photos! Eiffel Tower is so beautiful at night, sigh. We then went to some random part of town and got dinner (mmm pizza) and then went to this random bar we read about in Time Out. It was kind of random and slightly dodgy, but not bad at all.
The next morning we got up earlyish again and headed to the catacombs to see piles of bones and stuff. Quite spooky but really really intriguing, I’ve never heard of it before so I’m glad we went. Went back to the Eiffel and took the lift to the second floor, and took some lovely photos of the sunset from there. It was flipping cold though, and some alarm kept going off that was a bit nervewracking at first.
After that, we met up with Isac and his friend Claire (who is studying in Paris for the year) as she knew of a great creperie to get dinner at. Oh my goodness, it was amazing!! Mine was spinach and goat cheese and bacon (I think?). Mmm, I couldn’t actually finish it. Let me point out that I had also consumed about two or three nutella or sugar crepes thus far…heh heh.
After that, the roomies and I walked to the l’ouvre to see it at night, then found a little café and enjoyed some crème brule (my first!) and chatting time. Wonderful, wonderful time, I’ll cherish it, believe me.
Then we caught the metro to the dodgy Moulin rouge area, took photos, hung out at a pub (I had a weird drink called a New Dehli that tasted like a Junior Mint), got crepes AGAIN and was chatted up by some entertaining French old men ( “You want to go to America?! HAH AHAHAHAWWW”). Realized our hotel wasn’t far, and so walked home. Lovely lovely. Managed to find the right train to the airport the next day, and got home just in time to write even more papers!!
PAPERS/MOVING OUT:
Well actually, I need to back up and say I had amazing last two days at Nettwerk, Tuesday being a mini party in which I had multiple breakfasts and lunches. Mmmm.
Wednesday was the last day of theatre class, awww, but then I ate some amazing amazing amazing Moroccan food/mint tea with Isac and oh my gooooosh, I want to go back! But alas. I need to find Moroccan food in Nashville though, seriously.
As for papers/moving out? Well, not much needs to be said on this. It took awhile, but I managed to get everything done. Saying goodbye to people in my class was sad—the last day of creative writing, our American teacher had to go write a letter asking not to be deported so basically I hung out with some of my british friends I’ve made there around Holloway road (ghetto, anyone?). Management was boring but I did get the paper done. My parents arrived on Thursday, so we and bethany’s parents and roommates got dinner that evening, which was quite lovely.
Friday I had to turn everything in, and then I went with my parents up to nettwerk to say “bye” to everyone and deliver some Christmas American stockings. Awwww. It was sad bidding them farewell, everyone there was so nice and wonderful. I’ll definitely be back to visit, for sure. They can’t get rid of me now!
That evening, we (being my flat, flat 2, alaine isac and Joanne) had a party out in Ladbroke grove, where one of them is housesitting for a professor (not fair, not fair). Awesome awesome flat, and we all had a great evening! Diane came too, and we just were all silly and eating lots of food, dancing, taking dumb photos, etc. Unfortunatley, since Ladbroke Grove is out West, it took FOREVER to get home, hence why I only got 3 hours of sleep that evening. But it was worth seeing the guy dressed up in the Viking hat, that’s at least true. It was sad saying goodbye to most people though.
Saturday I finally moved out, oiiiii veeeey. Someone my dad and I managed though!
For lunch, Isac came along with my parents and I, and then the two of us went back to portebello road for last minute shopping/hanging out. Man, I’m going to miss that guy. It’s unbelievable the people I’ve met on this trip, I am always speechless when I think about it.
That night was a pub dinner with rents and Diane, then Diane and I caught three hours of sleep before our 6 AM flight to…
SWEDEN:!!
What can I say? It was cold. And got dark at 2.30 PM. But a gorgeous city, all split up on like 14 islands I think.
The airport was about an hour and a half outside of town, so we took the bus in, checked into our hostel that was on a BOAT!! (so pretty and picturesque) bought some weird sandwiches for lunch, and took a ferry boat to skansen, the largest open air museum.
The reason? A huuuge Christmas market is held there every year, and this was the last day we could attend. So glad we did, it was cute and I found some gifts for people, tried some Swedish culinary delights, and enjoyed the scenery and the freezing cold…okay, nix that last bit. I thought my legs were going to fall off, I was so freezing! Thankfully we headed out and found the free Nordic Museum which had some cool tidbits about Swedish history and culture for us to check out. Glad we saw it.
Took the ferry back, ate some gingerbread for dinner, and collapsed at half past 8 for sleep, no joke. Slept almost 12 hours, it was glorious!!
The next morning we ate a big breakfast at the hostel, then headed out Gamla Stan (Old Town) to check it out, and found Seven Eleven there!!! Why Sweden has that store but not Nashville is beyond my comprehension.
Then we headed over to the Grand Hotel area and took a long boat tour of Stockholm. It went around several of the islands, and was at the perfect time to go, just when the sun was setting. Lovely photos taken there, obviously!
For dinner, we headed back to Gamla Stan and found another Christmas market, ate some French hot dogs (that saved our life, since the Kron is EXPENSIVE and we have no comprehension on how ot budget it. Eugh that currency is the devil).
Dinner part deux was a split Swedish roll. Those things are yummy. And I had some weird Swedish carbonated beverage that I’m not quite sure about the contents. Whatever.
Another early bedtime, then Tuesday morning we got up around 9.30, and got some breakfast in gamla stan at the café we had been to the first day. Huuuge mugs of hot chocolate and buns were consumed. Mmm. More wandering, another French hot dog, then it was off to the central t-bana station to find our bus (we were pretty tired). After stopping in a church for some views, we caught an early bus and spent the afternoon playing cards in the airport terminal. And then our plane arrived and a snowstorm hit so we were delayed an hour getting out. And then we got back and the stansted express was delayed due to fog. And then the underground was a mess due to who-knows-what.
BUT, we finally got home around 9, and my parents met up at nandos with us for some quality food. I had to sadly say goodbye to Diane (for THREE WHOLE MONTHS?!?!?!), and head back to the hotel with the ‘rents.
Would’ve gotten a good sleep were it not for the fire alarm going off at 3 am, forcing us to head outside in the freezing cold until they turned it off. That was fun. Note the sarcasm. Three hours later and our car to the airport arrived. I somehow managed to pack up my life into three suitcases (two being smallish) plus my carry on bag. Hellz yeah!
The flight is okay thus far (I’m writing this on it, so this part is going to be in the wrong tense). I’m by the window, so I’m cornered. My video screen doesn’t work, and there’s awesome movies to watch. They said I could move if I preferred but it’s alright. We were delayed getting out and I’m getting stir crazy for the Mexican food charley is going to take me to when I arrive.
I feel like a final reflection on London is due, but my hands are cramped, so I’ll wait until I am safe at home. Hopefully photos will be updated for whoever cares to see! Cheers!
"It's in the singing of a street-corner choir.."
So it's officially Christmas now, eh? Well, it feels like the lights have been up here for ages, but now that it's December and Oxford St is now closed off to vehicles, looks like it really is christmas.
Have I had a mince pie yet? No. I do intend on trying one before I leave though, I can tell you that.
But anyway, there really isn't much for me to update about. I've been working on homework a lot, hanging out with friends, going to work (and enjoying it!), and NOT running (eek). But, it's okay.
About 14 days left in Europe. Strange thought really, and I know almost what I'm going to be doing every single day from here on out. For example, this weekend is PARIS. Then I get back and it's crunch time/goodbye time. Then Diane and I jet off to Sweden, get back on the 19th, and the next day? BAM, back home. What a whirlwind.
Mixed feelings about this, but that's to be expected.
Hopefully I'll be back on Monday with lovely photos/stories from Paris! Enjoy the rest of the week, and sorry for the lack of an interesting update...
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Raaaambling!
Uppppdate time!
I need to be better at making notes about all I do, as I tend to lose track.
Anyway, Friday afternoon I took the train to Norwich, which is on the east-coast side of England. My Belmont friend, Ashley Stro, is spending the semester there, and very kindly let me stay with her in her dorm!
When I left London, it was pretty pleasant and warm, but once I arrived in Norwich, it started raining and get reeeeeallllly cold. The first few hours I was there, we just chilled around campus and tried to avoid the rain. Then finally around 9, we headed into town as there was a party for the "Erasmus" Society at some club. Evidently social clubs are bit at Uni of East Anglia, and this particular society is for international students-- naturally, Ashley is in this club.
So I got to see some of downtown Norwich then. Truth be told, the party was kind of lame-- we had fun dancing but most of the people there just stood to the side and chatted, and it was just me and Ash and her group of spanish friends enjoying the crappy music being played. So around midnight we left (the silly busdriver made me buy ANOTHER ticket as I got on the bus at 12.08, and it was expired. grrr).
Saturday we got up and headed towards downtown Norwich. Alot of people go and shop here as there's a great selection of shops but less expensive than London. Basically all day we wandered around and had amazing hot chocolate and took photos and ate
at fun tea shops. Just nice and relaxing, just how I like it.
Made it back to London by 7 that night. Brrrr, it's cold here now. But I don't mind.
Sunday morning, my lovely friend SARAH DEANE arrived into town! To keep her up, we went to Hillsong Church's 1 PM service. For those who don't know, it's the largest church in the UK-- they were the ones who penned "Shout to the Lord". It was interesting, to say the least. Not bad at all
just very big and...enthusiastic. But it seems like a great place to get connected in London, so if I ever had to live here full time, I'd consider going back.
Bethany met up with us, and we wandered around Oxford Circus awhile before making dinner back home, then going to the Petersons to download the new episode of THE OFFICE!!!! (Okay, I'm addicted, so sue me). Enjoyed that once I got home, foooo shoooo.
Monday I had work all day long, which involved a field trip to Old Street to pick up instrument arrangements for some band, and answering phones (eugh). Deane and I were going to go to the London Eye that evening but we just missed it. So we instead
hung out a little in a pub, which I am willing to do any day!
Tuesday more work, but afterwards I found out that Sarah got us tickets to see "Spamalot"!!!! I have seen it before, but of COURSE I'd go again. So hilarious, and our seats were slightly slightly better than the ones I had last time. Tim Curry wasn't King Arthur
in this performance, but it was fine since the other guy was great too. We grabbed dinner at Garfunkels afterwards and chatted awhile before heading back home to hang out.
Wednesday was pretty long as well, but very productive. I headed to campus for lunch because apparently all the interns were supposed to meet up in the Piazza but that never happened, so I ended up eating with Bethany and some girls from our theatre class. Then at 2,
my theatre class went to the Theatre Museum (in Covent Garden)-- so so cool! Lots of old costumes and props and history there. Sadly, it's closing after the New Year because of lack of funds. I hope that doesn't happen to other museums in London. It's really a shame...
I can't believe I haven't been to Covent Garden until yesterday because that place is amaaaaaaazing! Holy smokes, I bought some AMAZING instant tea that's mulled wine flavored. Oh my goodness, there were so many stores we could've bought out. OH, and I finally went to "Ben's Cookies"
and it was so amazing, I wanted to cry. (joking).
That evening my class + Deane went and saw "Guys and Dolls" starring Patrick Swayze. Yeeeeeah. Haha, the musical was good, although it's not really my favorite. But it was fun to attend, nonetheless. A few of us took an adventerous bus ride to Tinseltown, which is that 24 hour diner that
serves pricey milkshakes (but they're oh so good). We stayed there pretty late, which made it hard to get up on thursday.
But alas, I had to get up and go to Creative Writing class. Then I stopped at home, and Emily and I took the bus to meet Bethany and Sarah at the Petersons for Thanksgiving dinner/lunch! Sadly, our bus got caught behind a stupid street cleaner, so it took
FOREVER to get there. Arrrrrrgh. But it worked out because there was plenty of food for us to consume once we arrived...including pumpkin pie!!!!!!!!!
My roommates and i ended up going to a party that evening that our neighbors/friends threw in the flats down the road.( more food? yes I think so) I didn't get home until 2,30 that night and barely got ANY sleep, as the next day we woke up bright and early to meet diane + charles at the tate modern to ride the giant slides.
apparently some artist decided to build huuuuge silver slides that you can ride for free at the tate. we only rode the small one as that didn't require a ticket, but it still was kind of terrifying, haha. deane and I then left and met my roommates + lauren (bethany's friend) + nick (emily's friend) at Abby Road.
It definitely took awhile due to traffic, but I think we sort of got our zebra crossing photo...at least, on my camera we look like we're running across, but it's reminiscent at least. after that we just wandered around until grabbing a cheap lunch at wetherspoons (gotta love the beer/burger deal for 4 pounds...except make mine a veggie burger with a diet coke, pleeease!). Sarahdeane and I split off from the group and went to Oxford Circus so she could finish up some shopping. I definitely tried on a couple of things at H&M that were cuuuute but I am absolutely broke and have no excuse to be buying a 15 pound hoodie or courderoy pants! but it was fun, nonethless, albeit tiring.
hence why we stayed the evening in just drinking baileys hot chocolate, watching a movie, and playing cards with people once they came back to the flat. thankfully I made myself go to bed at a reasonable hour (read: before 1.30) but I had to get up early in the morning to take Deane to the Gatwick Express, siiiiigh. It was so much fun having her here, and makes me miss everyone at Belmont so much! But I'll be back soon enough.
So later yesterday, I met up with Charles and Diane at Harrods, and we definitely explored that place and it's definitely amazing. They have a huuuge Christmas store area, along with a huuge toy area, 800 pound siamese cats, and a huuuge food hall. Diane and I most definitely split a giangatic gelato ice cream sudae...oh, it was heavenly.
And then last night was ice skating at the Tower of London! They have this little rink that you have to buy tickets on ticketmaster for (strange, I know), but it's kind of fun since a lot of people are drunk and falling all over the place. And I had my first mulled wine, and it was soo delicious. The group of us got pizza and then called it night.
Now it's sunday and I have patches of skin rubbed off my legs from skating, I'm behind in working on my management paper, and I haven't checked my email in over 24 hours! hopefully I'll have photos up soon (photobucket is being jerky)....sorry for the ramblings!
Very Long and Overdue Entry
Oh my goodness! So much has happened since the past entry! And by so much, I mainly mean two big events to which I shall detail below about. So these are long, but worth reading because, obviously, you’re SO interested in my life.
BRUSSELS:
So Friday morning, Diane and I embarked on our journey to Belgium, via the Eurostar. Despite being in coaches on the extreme opposite ends of the train, it was still pleasant to take the train over, especially when we could see the scenery. Although I kind of dozed most of the time. Heh.
Anyway, so we arrived around noon in Brussels time. And who do we see about 2 minutes after we disembark the train? None other than Eleanor Washburn!
For those who don’t know Eleanor, she was one of the journalism editors with Diane and I at FBA. We all graduated together in 2004, and thanks to facebook/myspace, I was able to get back in touch with her earlier this summer. As it turns out, she recently moved to Brussels to earn a degree in international relations at an English uni in the city. Once I told her that Diane and I wanted to visit Brussels and see her, she very kindly offered us free housing with her family friends.
Once we found Eleanor, we took the Brussels Metro to the house we’d be staying in. It’s really entertaining, because the entire Metro is on the honor system. Basically, you have to buy a ticket, but there are no barriers to prevent you from getting on a train anyway. Of course, if you’re caught without a ticket, you’re fined—but I didn’t see a ticket person all weekend long.
As for our housing, it was so amazing. I don’t want to butcher their last name, but the family we stayed with used to live in Dallas, hence how Eleanor knows them. Their house is this beautiful four story building that has a lift, several sets of stairs, and a back garden. The “lady” of the house is an arts person of sorts, so there’s tons of paintings and sculptures around the house. It’s absolutely gorgeous, and the beds we slept in were fabulous too.
But I’m off track. Once we dropped off our belongings at the house, we headed to downtown Brussels. Specifically, the Grande Place; essentially the center square of the city. There’s tons of beautiful buildings there (see my photobucket for examples)! From Grande Place, we wandered a bit and found this café that had very yummy sandwiches. It’s funny, I ordered a Hawaiian ham and cheese panini, thinking that the sandwich itself would have the pineapple inside of it? Uh, no, the pineapple came on the side. It was slightly entertaining. And the frites (which are a Belgium invention, NOT French) were delish as well.
After lunch, it was time to see the sights around the city. I didn’t know this until recently, but the big tourist draw is the Mannekin Pis, which is a fountain of a little boy….yeah. Now I know why Home Depot sells those fountains now! Surrounding the fountain (it’s very small) are all these chocolate shops that sell chocolate Mannekin Pis…it’s highly amusing.
Inspired by all the chocolate, we set out to procure some real Belgian chocolate. Now, I’m pretty much addicted to chocolate, so being in Brussels for a whole weekend was basically heaven. And truffles were pretty cheap—about 50 Euro-cents each. As I recall, Godiva chocolates are waaay more than that.
And truffles, we did indeed find. I think I bought two…and ate them extremely swiftly. So so amazing. Then Eleanor realized that Diane and I have been stuck in London where everything is ridiculously expensive, so she led us to the shopping part where the dollar fares slightly better. And after a long search, I procured not only an extremely cute dress from Zara, but also a pair of BOOTS! Yessss! Ironically, I found them in a shoe store that was inside of a Metro station—go figure.
A brief stop at Eleanor’s flat (it’s so amazing), and we were back to the house for dinner. The family was going out, so we decided to take their hyperactive dog, Fudge, and walk to the grocery store. Oh my goodness, that dog was so hyperactive, and you couldn’t yell at her in English because the family speaks, obviously, French. “No chien, no chien! Arrete!” etc etc.
After dinner, we attempted to watch a movie but failed as Belgium VCRs are trippy. So instead we just hung out in our PJs and caught up on FBA gossip, life, etc. And ate more chocolate, of course!
The next day, post a lovely lovely sleep, we got up and ate breakfast with the family. It was wonderful to talk to them! They were so cultured and intelligent, it was really inspiring. I really want to be bilingual now, especially hearing them speak to each other. I think I would’ve understood what they were saying had it been slower and I had a brush up on my French vocab. Thankfully, this family also speaks English, so we had great conversation at breakfast about politics, the war, etc.
Eleanor had to work on a paper for school, so Diane and I set out to find a bus tour to take. The other day we saw that there was a hop-on hop-off bus service, so the pair of us headed to Central station to check it out. The day was pretty dreary, so a nice bus ride seemed entitled. And find it, we did! Unfortunately for us, November 11th is a holiday in Belgium, celebrating VE day for WW1. So whenever the bus would stop and the tour “guide” (automated, obviously) said there were museums, the driver would come on the intercom and say it was closed! Rather annoying at first.
But nonetheless, it was good to see the entire time. There were some AWESOME sights! I didn’t know that Brussels had a giant replica of a molecule that functions very much like Reunion Tower in Dallas—the top atom is a revolving restaurant! But alas, that was closed.
So obviously, I was a little concerned. I came to Brussels for not only the chocolate, but also TinTin. And now, I’m being told that the museums and shops are closed. Museums, being the Comic Book Museum (I didn’t know Belgians were obsessed with comics!) with the giant rocket from TinTin, and shops being the TinTin boutique. It seemed a little dire, although I wasn’t TOO upset because Brussels was still enjoyable anyway. (on a side note, I saw a poster for the band, MIDLAKE…they were opening for another band in Brussels, but it was hilarious that a Denton band had a poster up on some street in Brussels).
We got off at Grande Place again, and wandered around a bit before meeting up with Eleanor for a waffle lunch. We headed back to the café from the day before and had GIGANTIC waffles with chocolate on it. Oooooh Myyyy Goooooooosh. No words can describe. (and a side of frites, of course).
Wanting to work off our lunch, we explored more—and I discovered that the TinTin Boutique was indeed open! Hahaha, I was so happy. Bonnie, you’re going to love me at Christmas. As for me, I got a calendar and a Milou (aka Snowy) keychain. (as a side note, one of the family’s daughters, Isabelle, thought it was really funny that I knew what TinTin was…it’s all thanks to Gram, who always took us to Toad Hall in Austin where we’d buy them!)
I felt like walking more, so we decided on a whim to try and find the comic book museum on the slight chance that it could be open. I’m so thankful we did, because it was OPEN! And so I got my photo in front of the rocket ship. My life is complete. I actually didn’t go inside the museum as it was 7 Euro and very crowded, but that’s perfectly alright. Back in town, more chocolate was acquired, and it was time to chill out at “home” for a bit, before getting some dinner.
Now, dinner was something very unique. Eleanor took us to this place that serves “Belgian junk food,” also known as durums. What those exactly mean, I have no earthly idea. But it’s basically like Chipotle on steroids or something.
I couldn’t read the menu as it was a bunch of French words that I didn’t understand (save “fromage” and “poulet”), so I went with my gut and ordered a durum-mexicano. And what did my durum have in it? Well, it’s a gigantic tortilla-wrap with meat (assuming it’s beef), “salad” (lettuce, tomato, etc), a weird cheesy/mayo ish sauce, and….french fries. Yeah. They all come with FRENCH FRIES. It’s tres bizarre…but extremely delish! Haha. I definitely ate my entire thing.
Poor Diane, she thought she was ordering some other type of durum, but the guy at the counter didn’t hear the “durum” part, so all she received was a random strange sausage. We were dying laughing, but she got a mexicano durum like I did and it was all good. But it was so fun to try a random new food, props to Eleanor for introducing us! (even if it was junk food!).
Somehow we managed to waddle home that night and enjoyed some random French/Dutch television followed by a viewing of “Love Actually”, which is a great movie, especially if one is in London for Christmastime.
Sunday morning, we woke up and enjoyed breakfast again, and killed time before our 1 PM train by walking the dog a bit and just chatting. The weather was lovely and I was thankful that it wasn’t raining at all.
DiMac and I got to the train station early on, so we wandered around and found lunch, and found a huuuuge vending machine that I have a picture of in the photobucket. Made it back home by 3 PM London time.
FAUST:
Last night, my theatre class had tickets to see a performance of Faust. But this was no ordinary performance. It was put on by this company that performs in warehouses. Yes, warehouses.
It’s really hard to describe how Faust was, but let me just first say that it was insanely freaky and intensely awesome. Basically, the “audience” wanders around a 5 story warehouse and sees parts of the play acted out by the characters. It’s kind of like a haunted house, only no one jumps out at you, persay. Sometimes you’d find a character, such as young Faust, in a certain room such as a bar (it was set in the forties, sort of), and he’d leave—to find the next part of the story, you’d just follow him until you ran into other characters. So there was some audience interaction…
I forgot to say that all the audience members had to wear a mask the entire time. It was weird at first, but it kind of gave you a sense of power, being able to explore whilst anonymous. Honestly, I was confused most of the time because I didn’t read the synopsis of the play close enough to really know what was going on, but fortunately I ran into other people who DID know, so I was able to catch the finale at the end. It was intense, like I said. But so amazing. I’m hoping to get tickets and go back again—my theatre teacher has now been twice, and she said she caught parts she had never seen before!
So if you’re in London, definitely go to this. It’s in the middle of nowhere, it’s definitely NOT suitable for kids (nudity and sex involved, but that was originally in the play anyway), but so so freaking cool. Oh man…I was so impressed.
It was really cool, because in class on Wednesday, we all talked about what parts we saw, and it seemed like everyone saw something different! Hence why I want to go back, as it seems I missed a lot. That was the only problem, there were a couple of floors I wandered about that didn’t have much going on—plus, I wish I had explored rooms more, as you really have free rein of the entire building.
So in the end, it’s awesome. Now, seeing A Moon for the Misbegotten with Kevin Spacey and, more importantly COLM MEANEY (think Star Trek and Scarlet, oh family) wasn’t bad either, but that play was just depressing. I’m so so glad I’m taking this theatre class. Seriously.
Looks like I might take a train to Norwich this weekend for a night, to visit with Ashley Strosnider. Then on Sunday, Sarah Deane arrives!!!! Ooooh grand fun awaits…..
As usual, all photos can be seen here.
