Spark Notes

Because it's almost 2am and I have yet to do my class reading or my homework, I'm giving you the sparknotes version of my last few days. I would wait till later to write a proper entry and do the adventures that I've had justice, but seeing as I don't think my life will be slowing down at all the next fews days (and then some), I decided this was would have to do. I need to give my fans something.

Saturday 

- Orientation (nap time)

-Bus tour (saw JK Rowling's house among other British Landmarks)

-Stumbled upon a Jesus Festival in the middle of Westminster (will dedicate an entire blog to that experience at a later date).

- Spent an hour at the National Art Gallery (free and awesome).

- River boat tour of the Thames (Most entertaining tour guide).

-Got lost looking for a pub (and asked a guy on a motorcycle for directions).

- Found said pub (and 4 British guys we introduced ourselves too).

- Spent the rest of the night at a second pub (with our new mates). 

- Ran at full speed to make the last tube before it closed (with Annabel yelling, "Americans coming through!" as we nearly ran over everyone in our path).

Sunday

- Group Lecture (nap time)

- Made a Sainsbury run (British "Target").

- Went on a seemingly never ending walking tour of the Olympic Grounds (bought a keychain).

- Attended a local Korean Baptist Church (loooong story, but in the end no one in the church was even Korean, although the pianist for worship was Vietnamese I think). 

-  Group dinner at a Bangladesh restraunt in the dodgy end of town (Loads of people raved about the food afterwards, Bianca and I gave it high praise, saying, "it was edible since we were starving").

-Walked around the center of London looking for cheap ice cream (we found it, at McDonald's). 

Monday

-First day of class (I was told I came here to go to school).

-Maids came and cleaned our rooms (come on, USD, get with the program).

-Trying and almost not succeeding in all our errands (but who needs money anyway?).

- Ate an amazing and amazingly cheap lunch (at a place called "Munch, Munch").

-Succeeded in our long quest for a straightener (not only a benefit to myself and Bianca, but also for all the people who had to hear us complain about not having one).

- Got terribly lost looking for a pub (both times we've gotten lost it's been in search of a pub and both times it hasn't been our fault, but the direction giver's).

-Found the pub, but ended up eating take out at the place next store (fit our budgets considerably better)

-Sat outside along the river Thames (chatting, bonding, and shoo-ing away pigeons).

- Saw an AMAZING rendition of my favorite play in the entire world Much Ado About Nothing in the Old Globe Theatre, a very authentic experience (we stood for the entire performance, all three hours of it). 

On Queue for This Week:

-Wimbledon (hopefully get to see a match this time around)

- High Tea at The Capital (rated one of the best hotels in the world, nbd)

-Mumford & Sons Concert (yep, I got tickets!!!)

- Day Trip to Oxford (hopefully I can go to the mailing department for Hogwarts and see why they've taken so long to deliver my acceptance letter...)

- A game of futbol with our new British mates (followed by a celebratory/consolatory trip to the pub).

-A ton of other adventures that will no doubt occur. 

This list doesn't at all give a feel for how amazing/jampacked/authentic/indescribablely awesome my last few days have been. But school calls so it'll have to do for now.

I think it's love

That's right people, I'm in love. 

London is an absolutely fantastically amazing city. Good luck trying to get me to come back to the states. 

(Where I plan to live when I move across the pond permanently)

Why in the heck did we ever separate from our mother country! Taxation without representation? Who cares! Most people can't name their states senators and representatives anyway, and being British is about the coolest thing ever.

Seriously, I love everything about it here. I spent the day exploring, getting on and off the tube, going nowhere in particular but ended up with some awesome adventures. Just to name a few happenings here in London...  

-Heard a tennis match at Wimbledon. (I didn't get to actually see the match thanks to a fence, wall of shrubbery, and lack of 60 pounds, but I could literally hear the players grunting!)

-Got my luggage carried up 2 flights of stairs for me (by a kindly old man in his 80's). 

- Was interviewed on camera by a British Online Publication called "Wink Ball". 

- Had tea with milk (and didn't hate! I felt very British.)

- On a scale from one to Lord of the Rings, I walked the latter. 

Highlight of the day: As I aimlessly walked through the streets of Wimbledon, I saw a guy in his early twenties walking towards me. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, hipster looking glasses, a long sleeve shirt with a wool vest, and was carrying a massive bouquet of flowers. He was basically the quintessential British boy and everything I've ever wanted. I thought about pulling out my camera to take a picture but decided that I didn't want to look like a tourist and/or ruin my chances of him falling in love with me. So I kept my cool, but as he passed he stopped me and said (in his adorable British voice), "Excuse me Miss, do you happen to know where St. Mary's Church is?" He mistook me for a local!!!!! Even if he had been a hundred year old woman the fact that I was being mistaken for a Brit was beyond thrilling (and the fact that he was a good looking 20 something was just icing on the cake). BUT the best part of it all? I knew where St. Mary's Church was!!! I had just been there myself, poking around. So I gave him directions ("Up two streets then at the roundabout turn right and it's a little ways down on your right") and walked away feeling more patriotic for my mother country than ever. 

Beginning Again

Back by popular demand (and request of my parents) I have re-entered the world of blogging; yet another form of social media where you are encouraged to overload everyone with more information about your life than they ever wanted to know. 

 Why the return? As of tomorrow, I will find myself phone-less. A dream come true for me, but not so good for keeping my many fans updated on my travels (London, Oxford, Dublin, Paris, Florence, Madrid, San Sebastian, Barcelona, and New York). So don't be offended when I don't return your texts or calls, I finally have a wonderfully legitimate excuse as to why I'm not answering aside from my poor communication skills. 

So if you're looking for someone to vicariously travel through this summer,
I'm your girl. 

(My suitcase)

Prayers and well wishes accepted (along with cash if you're feeling generous), hoping that God uses my time abroad in ways I wouldn't have even fathomed.