Travel day
Our wake up call came bright and early at 4am, and we stumbled downstairs with our luggage to get some bread and honey before walking down the street to the bus. We had to split up to fit, but we're all grown up now, so that's not a big deal. I was surprised by how many people were on the bus so early; a lot of them on the way to the airport, but still. That's early in the morning.
Our first flight wasn't all too exciting; Lufthansa always gives a lot of stuff away, so we had a nice breakfast. I didn't sleep much, and worked on some journaling. It did take about an extra hour before it left the runway, so I dozed off a little then.
We expected to have a nice layover before our 8 hour flight- not too long, but not rushed, either. We lost that when we got an hour behind with the last one, so I wasn't able to get my stock of milka bars like I had hoped :( sad times. I did grab an apple and some water though, and have done an excellent job at staying hydrated thus far.
The ride was typical- long, but doable. Travel days aren't nearly as exciting now either, since they all sort of run together regardless of how long any one trip is. I knocked back some Xanax and was able to sleep for a little bit, I was told (I don't remember sleeping that much, but everyone is always impressed with how I am able to twist into tiny contortions and sleep on planes and trains. It's a gift.). I also got to watch the new muppet movie, since they had it offered as one of the selections on the little screen we each had. We also got a warm lunch and later a snack, along with refreshments every hour at least- they work hard to keep you hydrated. If anyone is traveling internationally, I would definitely recommend Lufthansa. Although not from the London heathrow airport, because it is way too overcrowded, and flights never seem to be on time, according to Marc.
We had a nice layover in Newark, but it was then that we started to realize the trip really was over. I can already tell I'm going to have a problem going back to using my phone- even though I was in the states, I just didn't want to be bothered with it and weighed down while I was trying to do other things.
Customs went smoothly- I was expecting something scary and time consuming, but it was actually no problem at all, and everyone working was incredibly friendly. I realized sarcasm was another thing I missed- it isn't easily translated, even in British English.
Now I'm on my last flight to Cleveland, where I have no idea what to expect or how to feel- I do know that I'm not ready to see a bunch of people yet and answer questions about the trip. I'm still busy digesting what happened; even at home, I'll still be in it, doing it, but when I start reminiscing and reselling stories- its over. Done. And I'm not prepared for that. So with the exception of Doug, Maggie, and my parents, I just need to hide out and figure out what exactly just happened in my life the last few weeks.
I have to write a reflection paper for the course before I can officially get my grades... I think I'll post it as my last entry, once finished.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Thursday
We started our day by getting our luggage into the coach so we could check out of our hotel. We're spending our last night at a hotel closer to the airport, since we need to be there at 5am. Another example of our fearless leader looking out for us.
We went to the Anne Hathaway cottage, which is one of the Shakespeare trust houses. We learned about her family and how after she and billy shakes got married, she moved out into his parents house with him, but still stuck around near the family. There are still Hathaways in Stratford now, but have obviously since given up the house.
Everyone is so eager to talk about how she was so much older than Shakespeare and 3 months pregnant when they were married, and on top of that they had to rush the ceremony because it was too close to Christmas. I think we should just leave her alone and let her be his wife, without always needing to add some comment about how scandalous they were. Although it does make some of his plays a little more irnonic, like the tempest, when monologues about keeping a virgin knot are so passionately written. Message received, William.
Next we went to the church Shakespeare was baptized and buried in. His birthday was fairly recent, and there were flowers EVERYWHERE in honor of him. In the baptismal font, on his grave in the church, all over the altar...flowers from all over the world. It was very pretty.
Our last show, a matinee, was "the tempest". It was Shakespeare's last play, and there's a lot of speculation about him projecting himself into the main character and dealing with retirement, essentially. It had the same actress I didn't care for last night, which womped, but the play itself was still good. Not one of my favorites, but it's kind of intense and really long, so you have o be in the right mood.
It's a 2 hour coach ride to London from Stratford, but we couldn't find our hotel and the very Scottish bus driver was all sorts of riled up. He made every trip a colorful one, that's for certain. It took an extra hour to get to the hotel, so everyone was a little surly, but then we had our final pep talk from Marc and parted ways. It was weird, being so close to the airport and hearing the planes that eventually I would be joining tomorrow.
I don't do ends very well, so even though I should have gone to bed early, Meghan and I ended up just staying up and fretting until we passed out for what could only fairly be called a nap, since shortly after we got our wake up call at 4am to get downstairs and off to the airport!
We went to the Anne Hathaway cottage, which is one of the Shakespeare trust houses. We learned about her family and how after she and billy shakes got married, she moved out into his parents house with him, but still stuck around near the family. There are still Hathaways in Stratford now, but have obviously since given up the house.
Everyone is so eager to talk about how she was so much older than Shakespeare and 3 months pregnant when they were married, and on top of that they had to rush the ceremony because it was too close to Christmas. I think we should just leave her alone and let her be his wife, without always needing to add some comment about how scandalous they were. Although it does make some of his plays a little more irnonic, like the tempest, when monologues about keeping a virgin knot are so passionately written. Message received, William.
Next we went to the church Shakespeare was baptized and buried in. His birthday was fairly recent, and there were flowers EVERYWHERE in honor of him. In the baptismal font, on his grave in the church, all over the altar...flowers from all over the world. It was very pretty.
Our last show, a matinee, was "the tempest". It was Shakespeare's last play, and there's a lot of speculation about him projecting himself into the main character and dealing with retirement, essentially. It had the same actress I didn't care for last night, which womped, but the play itself was still good. Not one of my favorites, but it's kind of intense and really long, so you have o be in the right mood.
It's a 2 hour coach ride to London from Stratford, but we couldn't find our hotel and the very Scottish bus driver was all sorts of riled up. He made every trip a colorful one, that's for certain. It took an extra hour to get to the hotel, so everyone was a little surly, but then we had our final pep talk from Marc and parted ways. It was weird, being so close to the airport and hearing the planes that eventually I would be joining tomorrow.
I don't do ends very well, so even though I should have gone to bed early, Meghan and I ended up just staying up and fretting until we passed out for what could only fairly be called a nap, since shortly after we got our wake up call at 4am to get downstairs and off to the airport!
Wednesday
Wed. 4/25
So, still waking up ridiculously early, but at least it was a better nights sleep. I also got to partake in some holiday inn style breakfast, which was delicious and nourishing. In case anyones curious, your body can only survive 3 days on pita bread and peanutbutter before you just cant function.
We went to coventry cathedral, which was a cathedral that was bombed and then the remains left as a memorial to the church, with a rebuilt modern church beside it. You can see the structure and a few of the windows and sculptures through this huge window in the back of the new church, so it feels like they're connected
The new church was very modern, something I hadn't seen before- most newer churches I can think of just look like big fire halls, but this one had modern sculptures and huge engraved wooden plaques- the pictures can explain way better than I can.
We got in an exciting little tiff with a truck driver- we were going through the intersection and had stopped, but this truck was coming straight for us (on my side, I might add) to t-bone our coach. Instead, he swerves, parks in front of our coach so we can't move, and jumps out to bang on the bus door and yell all sorts of obscenities that our very Scottish feisty driver was all too happy to engage in. It made us thankful, once again, that Marc and Ted and Jeff have all been so level headed through everything.
We were supposed to see cotswold sites to take our pictures, because apparently its really pretty, but it was raining way too much for us to enjoy that so instead Marc took us to the park wood house, which just happened to be on the way home. It was an old mansion with a garden in the back, but it had "yew" trees, which was a big deal, I think. Sometimes we just get thrown into stuff we never learned about and I just assume everything they tell us was because it was a big deal at some point. Meghan John and I were more ingerested in the Ewes, actually.
Finally, we saw our second Shakespearean play- "twelfth night". If anyone has seen "she's the man", it's loosely based off the play (loosely, I emphasize). I didn't love the actress playing the main character, but it was still done very well otherwise. I stayed up late the night before, so I'm going to bed early to get ready for another big day of exploring!
So, still waking up ridiculously early, but at least it was a better nights sleep. I also got to partake in some holiday inn style breakfast, which was delicious and nourishing. In case anyones curious, your body can only survive 3 days on pita bread and peanutbutter before you just cant function.
We went to coventry cathedral, which was a cathedral that was bombed and then the remains left as a memorial to the church, with a rebuilt modern church beside it. You can see the structure and a few of the windows and sculptures through this huge window in the back of the new church, so it feels like they're connected
The new church was very modern, something I hadn't seen before- most newer churches I can think of just look like big fire halls, but this one had modern sculptures and huge engraved wooden plaques- the pictures can explain way better than I can.
We got in an exciting little tiff with a truck driver- we were going through the intersection and had stopped, but this truck was coming straight for us (on my side, I might add) to t-bone our coach. Instead, he swerves, parks in front of our coach so we can't move, and jumps out to bang on the bus door and yell all sorts of obscenities that our very Scottish feisty driver was all too happy to engage in. It made us thankful, once again, that Marc and Ted and Jeff have all been so level headed through everything.
We were supposed to see cotswold sites to take our pictures, because apparently its really pretty, but it was raining way too much for us to enjoy that so instead Marc took us to the park wood house, which just happened to be on the way home. It was an old mansion with a garden in the back, but it had "yew" trees, which was a big deal, I think. Sometimes we just get thrown into stuff we never learned about and I just assume everything they tell us was because it was a big deal at some point. Meghan John and I were more ingerested in the Ewes, actually.
Finally, we saw our second Shakespearean play- "twelfth night". If anyone has seen "she's the man", it's loosely based off the play (loosely, I emphasize). I didn't love the actress playing the main character, but it was still done very well otherwise. I stayed up late the night before, so I'm going to bed early to get ready for another big day of exploring!
Tuesday
We got into our lovely private coach and left for Oxford around 8, although I like always woke up at around 6:30. I'm hoping when I get home I'll be able to knock that off, because I'm not going to bed early enough for that to be ok.
We got to Oxford university (which is actually not a university. It's more like the administration building for a bunch of other independent schools, and it just does the big standardized tests) and all the different universities and branches are all over the city. It was a huge college town. It was cool, but we were originally going to see Ted's daughter, who went to grad school here. Instead we were just given maps and told to explore, which, I am just kind of tired of. I know it's partly me being lazy, but I am tired of being dumped in an area that I'm not sure the significance of or what I should see, and then cut to Paige spending a few hours wandering around. I miss seeing museums with art we studied, or architecture we learned about, or now, plays we've read.
So I got a manicure.
Kind of lame, but at the same time it felt so so so nice to pamper at least one part of my body. Plus, it gave me one on one time with a local who then told me the places I should visit, like a church part of Harry potter was filmed in (I didn't go). Her idea of small talk started directly with "so how's the job situation over there? We here it's quite poor", which Marc and ted totally prepared us for, so I got to talk politics and economics for a while. Then we talked about different school systems, and how college means more liked 2 year program, but a university was where you got a degree (I assured her that my school would be changing their name to university next year. Haha). It was interesting times for sure,and I think I learned a lot more with her than if I had wandered with my map.
We were supposed to see Charlecote Mansion and Gardens, but they lost our reservation so instead we went to ???. It was a big mansion with huge tulip gardens. The staff was really helpful and nice about telling us little bits of information, and the backyard was really pretty. The weather had just brightened up too, so that was a nice change of pace.
We got to our holiday inn, which is huge and lovely with multiple pillows and big squishy beds. We couldn't be happier. Stratford itself is surprisingly large; there are a LOT of little shops all over the place. They have a "lush", which is this homemade cosmetics store that i really like; its against testing on animals,and they have petitions and you can sign the window of their store front...just really fun.
Tonight we saw Shakespeare's "comedy of errors", and it was fantastic. Th directing was really clever, the actors were funny, and it was just very fresh without being too dorky. I loved it. It was a modernized set and costumes, but they kept all the original words and just emphasized certain things a little more or less. I thought it was hilarious. I still need to write my academic journal entry for it though, so that's what I'm off to do next.
Internet here is ridiculously expensive, so I'm not sure when I'll get a chance to post these blogs. Maybe at the theater. But if they don't show up until after I'm home, or Thursday night when we're at the airport hotel, that's why.
We got to Oxford university (which is actually not a university. It's more like the administration building for a bunch of other independent schools, and it just does the big standardized tests) and all the different universities and branches are all over the city. It was a huge college town. It was cool, but we were originally going to see Ted's daughter, who went to grad school here. Instead we were just given maps and told to explore, which, I am just kind of tired of. I know it's partly me being lazy, but I am tired of being dumped in an area that I'm not sure the significance of or what I should see, and then cut to Paige spending a few hours wandering around. I miss seeing museums with art we studied, or architecture we learned about, or now, plays we've read.
So I got a manicure.
Kind of lame, but at the same time it felt so so so nice to pamper at least one part of my body. Plus, it gave me one on one time with a local who then told me the places I should visit, like a church part of Harry potter was filmed in (I didn't go). Her idea of small talk started directly with "so how's the job situation over there? We here it's quite poor", which Marc and ted totally prepared us for, so I got to talk politics and economics for a while. Then we talked about different school systems, and how college means more liked 2 year program, but a university was where you got a degree (I assured her that my school would be changing their name to university next year. Haha). It was interesting times for sure,and I think I learned a lot more with her than if I had wandered with my map.
We were supposed to see Charlecote Mansion and Gardens, but they lost our reservation so instead we went to ???. It was a big mansion with huge tulip gardens. The staff was really helpful and nice about telling us little bits of information, and the backyard was really pretty. The weather had just brightened up too, so that was a nice change of pace.
We got to our holiday inn, which is huge and lovely with multiple pillows and big squishy beds. We couldn't be happier. Stratford itself is surprisingly large; there are a LOT of little shops all over the place. They have a "lush", which is this homemade cosmetics store that i really like; its against testing on animals,and they have petitions and you can sign the window of their store front...just really fun.
Tonight we saw Shakespeare's "comedy of errors", and it was fantastic. Th directing was really clever, the actors were funny, and it was just very fresh without being too dorky. I loved it. It was a modernized set and costumes, but they kept all the original words and just emphasized certain things a little more or less. I thought it was hilarious. I still need to write my academic journal entry for it though, so that's what I'm off to do next.
Internet here is ridiculously expensive, so I'm not sure when I'll get a chance to post these blogs. Maybe at the theater. But if they don't show up until after I'm home, or Thursday night when we're at the airport hotel, that's why.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Monday
Today was our last day In London, but since we didn't actually stay in London... It was kind of rushed at the end to fit in what we wanted to do. Since we're leaving for Stratford tomorrow I think we all felt like we would still be here, and then we realized being in England didn't mean we would still be in London.
Exciting news time, I finally killed my memory card the other day, so I put the third one in! Sad news time- my adaptor/fuse box melted, so I'll have to go the rest of the trip borrowing someone's. A girl was borrowing my hair drye and I forgot to mention that it gets hot- then when she went to take it out of the wall, the prongs warped because the plastic around it melted. Oopies. One less thing to carry around in the (still unnamed) suitcase.
First we went to Stonehenge, which I know Doug really wanted me to like but it was so cold, and raining really hard, and I just wanted to be war and dry. We got an audio guide too, but It was too cold to hold it to my ear. I hear it snowed at home too, so it must have just been everywhere. Anyway,we mutinied against marc and just got back on the bus so we could leave after we took some pictures.
Next was Salisbury cathedral, which had the manga carta in it, which is kind of like the British version of the declaration of independance. We were supposed to go to some gardens and mansion next, but Marc called it off because it was so cold and wet, and he knew we were just not having it. Instead we went to Winchester chapel, where Jane Austen is buried. There's also a cute little town with a little shopping street. I didn't bring my purse, do I didn't have much,but I was able to get some fun jewelry for a few pounds, so that was a success.
When we came back Meghan and I wanted to go shopping,but our oyster cards didn't work anymore so we had to buy tickets for the tube, which was incredibly expensive (I suspect we did something wrong). We went to top shop, which is the awesome clothing store here, but I didn't find anything I liked because I have gotten so fat on this trip, and I hate dressing rooms. So instead we went and found a stupid touristy store so I could get some stickers and dumb presents. Maggie needs everything here, but I already get her her presents. If I could go back and do it over, Doug would just get things from Germany, Maggie from England, and my family from Italy. I didn't really see anything in France for anyone, except crepes for myself.
It was our last time on the tube, which was sad. England public transportation, while being a little harder to navigate, I thought, was the friendliest. It wasn't like France, where the doors would crush small children and take no prisoners, or Italy where everything was a little shady and no one was there to help. Here there are fun posters and video screens everywhere (look up mayor of London posters on google- its like their psa here, but they're kind of fun) and people at each terminal to make sure if you need help someone can assist you. I felt London, in general, was more concerned with making things convenient and easy. Not in a McDonald's, American way, more like a very hospitable mother kind of way. Like when I bring home rats over the summer, and she doesn't necessarily love them,but she will be polite and make sure their needs are met.
So that's London! Hopefully in Stratford there are still signs on the street that say "look left" to remind tourists not to step out in traffic, because I still haven't gotten the hang of which direction a car will come from here.
I think Stratford is going to fly by- I can't wait for the Shakespeare stuff,and then 3 days later I'll be on my way home!
Exciting news time, I finally killed my memory card the other day, so I put the third one in! Sad news time- my adaptor/fuse box melted, so I'll have to go the rest of the trip borrowing someone's. A girl was borrowing my hair drye and I forgot to mention that it gets hot- then when she went to take it out of the wall, the prongs warped because the plastic around it melted. Oopies. One less thing to carry around in the (still unnamed) suitcase.
First we went to Stonehenge, which I know Doug really wanted me to like but it was so cold, and raining really hard, and I just wanted to be war and dry. We got an audio guide too, but It was too cold to hold it to my ear. I hear it snowed at home too, so it must have just been everywhere. Anyway,we mutinied against marc and just got back on the bus so we could leave after we took some pictures.
Next was Salisbury cathedral, which had the manga carta in it, which is kind of like the British version of the declaration of independance. We were supposed to go to some gardens and mansion next, but Marc called it off because it was so cold and wet, and he knew we were just not having it. Instead we went to Winchester chapel, where Jane Austen is buried. There's also a cute little town with a little shopping street. I didn't bring my purse, do I didn't have much,but I was able to get some fun jewelry for a few pounds, so that was a success.
When we came back Meghan and I wanted to go shopping,but our oyster cards didn't work anymore so we had to buy tickets for the tube, which was incredibly expensive (I suspect we did something wrong). We went to top shop, which is the awesome clothing store here, but I didn't find anything I liked because I have gotten so fat on this trip, and I hate dressing rooms. So instead we went and found a stupid touristy store so I could get some stickers and dumb presents. Maggie needs everything here, but I already get her her presents. If I could go back and do it over, Doug would just get things from Germany, Maggie from England, and my family from Italy. I didn't really see anything in France for anyone, except crepes for myself.
It was our last time on the tube, which was sad. England public transportation, while being a little harder to navigate, I thought, was the friendliest. It wasn't like France, where the doors would crush small children and take no prisoners, or Italy where everything was a little shady and no one was there to help. Here there are fun posters and video screens everywhere (look up mayor of London posters on google- its like their psa here, but they're kind of fun) and people at each terminal to make sure if you need help someone can assist you. I felt London, in general, was more concerned with making things convenient and easy. Not in a McDonald's, American way, more like a very hospitable mother kind of way. Like when I bring home rats over the summer, and she doesn't necessarily love them,but she will be polite and make sure their needs are met.
So that's London! Hopefully in Stratford there are still signs on the street that say "look left" to remind tourists not to step out in traffic, because I still haven't gotten the hang of which direction a car will come from here.
I think Stratford is going to fly by- I can't wait for the Shakespeare stuff,and then 3 days later I'll be on my way home!
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Sunday -free day!
For my free day I planned on doing the Magical Mystery Tour, a 6 pound walking tour of Beatles sites. We saw clubs and theaters they played in, Paul's offices, the building they performed on the roof of (abercrombie and Fitch just bought it) and other little areas in Westminster. It ended at Abbey road and the studio. I did NOT take a picture walking across it, because it isn't even a cross walk anymore and the people that do it are just running out in front of traffic. There's even a fence around it to try and discourage people. I'm such a grouch about this, and I know I'm no fun, but I hate touristy pictures like that, especially when I'm inconveniencing other people that don't want to stop for the stupid tourist in the middle of the road. I can just imagine driving to work everyday and watching people standing at the side of the road every time, waiting to run out and pose.
End rant.
It was a little sunny out still, so I walked to Hyde park and stopped at the palace to take some pictures. The London marathon was today, and though I couldn't get close enough to see the runners I was still in the middle of the crowd for a while. The park was lovely, but by the time I got through all the other stuff it had started to rain again, so I took the tube back to the hotel.
Meghan and I found each other, and we hadn't caught up on what had been going on for a while so we went to a cafe and did some journals and chatted. It was nice, since we're in the same place for a lot of things on the trip, and have some of the same worries. We got some journals done and talked about what we expected of Stratford, which we leave for on Tuesday.
I got back to the hotel and did some laundry in the sink, which proved easier than finding a place to hang the clothes to dry. Our room is looking pretty ridiculous right now, but at least I won't run out of socks and underwear before next week. Now I'm chowing on some noodles I over-microwaved and watching the French elections. I've packed and unpacked my suitcase a few times, and I can fit everything in it easily, but I'm not sure about the weight for the flight back. It seems unlikely that I've accumulated 20 pounds, but you never know...
Tomorrow is our day trip to Stonehenge, and well have lots of time on our private coach,which you all know is my favorite way to travel :) I'm looking forward to an easy day that someone else has planned for me. Im currently busy planning my time at home, but I bet I'll get burnt out much before I think. I know I'm getting ahead of myself with things, but I just want to keep this momentum!
Saturday
Happy 86th Birthday to the queen today! There was a 62 gun salute at the tower of London, but we ended up leaving before it happened.
I don't know what I was expecting for tower of London...I think just a single tower, or turret, or something, which goes to show how much I was paying attention to architecture class before we left (I was struggling with art history). It's more like a castle, so I got way more towers than I bargained for.
We got to see the crown jewels, which was just as impressive as you might imagine. I learned a lot about the coronation ceremony, and how each monarchy's crown is different/special. The room has one of those flat escalators, like the moving floors in the airport or penguin exhibit at the zoo, so no one could crowd around too much.
We saw the ravens, which are caged there because one king (I don't remember, again. Womp.) was under the impression that if the ravens left, he and the castle would fall. There also used to be all sorts of zoo animals that were really poorly cared for because they didn't know what to do with them. Animals from different continents being housed together and eating each other, stuff like that.
We saw the bloody tower and learned about some scandals. There was the torture tower, which was kind of creepy, especially with the interactive audio system of screaming people. There was also a barrel that someone was drowned in, but it had this video screen on it that if you look on top there was a face in it being drowned. Grody.
Alex and Dominique and I were going to see Sweeney Todd, it we had some extra time so we stopped at Baker Street and found the Sherlock Holmes museum. We didn't actually go in, but we stopped at the gift shop to see if there were any goodies. Most of it was really expensive, but still fun.
I'd never seen Sweeney Todd live before, just the movie. It was surprisingly similar, just a little darker and more gruff. Helena Bonham carter and Johnny Depp are both incredibly beautiful people, and Michael ball and Imelda Staunton (prof. umbridge from Harry potter) played characters that were harder to sympathize with. The result is me caring a little less how it ends, and not being entirely sure what side I'm on. I guess the characters were just a little less likable. It was still a brilliant performance though, and I'm so glad I went.
I had a hard time figuring out to do with my day after that, though. We played pretend April reign and kept updates on how things were going at home, but I was in a weird mood from the show and was feeling pretty disassociated from what was happening at campus. I did finally get to Skype Doug though, which was the first time since Rome, so that was really nice. I got to see Maggie too. I miss them both like crazy, so it was nice to have that for a little bit.
Shout out to my alpha sig brothers at home- April reign champs 2012! I'm such a proud sister. Wore the letters the next day to represent :)
I don't know what I was expecting for tower of London...I think just a single tower, or turret, or something, which goes to show how much I was paying attention to architecture class before we left (I was struggling with art history). It's more like a castle, so I got way more towers than I bargained for.
We got to see the crown jewels, which was just as impressive as you might imagine. I learned a lot about the coronation ceremony, and how each monarchy's crown is different/special. The room has one of those flat escalators, like the moving floors in the airport or penguin exhibit at the zoo, so no one could crowd around too much.
We saw the ravens, which are caged there because one king (I don't remember, again. Womp.) was under the impression that if the ravens left, he and the castle would fall. There also used to be all sorts of zoo animals that were really poorly cared for because they didn't know what to do with them. Animals from different continents being housed together and eating each other, stuff like that.
We saw the bloody tower and learned about some scandals. There was the torture tower, which was kind of creepy, especially with the interactive audio system of screaming people. There was also a barrel that someone was drowned in, but it had this video screen on it that if you look on top there was a face in it being drowned. Grody.
Alex and Dominique and I were going to see Sweeney Todd, it we had some extra time so we stopped at Baker Street and found the Sherlock Holmes museum. We didn't actually go in, but we stopped at the gift shop to see if there were any goodies. Most of it was really expensive, but still fun.
I'd never seen Sweeney Todd live before, just the movie. It was surprisingly similar, just a little darker and more gruff. Helena Bonham carter and Johnny Depp are both incredibly beautiful people, and Michael ball and Imelda Staunton (prof. umbridge from Harry potter) played characters that were harder to sympathize with. The result is me caring a little less how it ends, and not being entirely sure what side I'm on. I guess the characters were just a little less likable. It was still a brilliant performance though, and I'm so glad I went.
I had a hard time figuring out to do with my day after that, though. We played pretend April reign and kept updates on how things were going at home, but I was in a weird mood from the show and was feeling pretty disassociated from what was happening at campus. I did finally get to Skype Doug though, which was the first time since Rome, so that was really nice. I got to see Maggie too. I miss them both like crazy, so it was nice to have that for a little bit.
Shout out to my alpha sig brothers at home- April reign champs 2012! I'm such a proud sister. Wore the letters the next day to represent :)
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