So we managed to fit 11 people in Amos' van (meant for 7). Russell was in the trunk. I don't know why Charlie's making that face, maybe he's really horrified to be sharing a seat with me
Sunday, July 31, 2005
When we got back around two we decided to get authentic Brooklyn bagels from the bagel place that's open 24 hours (!!! there are definitely some good things about being back in the states) What did Amos get again? I believe it was an egg bagel with cream cheese, lox, and capers? Julia: "Why don't you just go up to the guy and yell "I'M JEWISH" That probably would've gotten his order across... Oh, so anyway, we ate our bagels at this little park..? (keep in mind, no grass, just some benches) that has a great view.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Harry Potter
So in my behindness I have gotten confused, and this actually predates the last day in London, it's the last day in Bath and picking up our Harry Potter books at midnight. But I guess that doesn't really matter...
As some of you may know, Pizza Express is this pizza chain in England. Now from its name I figure you're imagining a Dominoesesque kinda place. Not true. There are flowers in vases on the tables and soft lighting. It a source of mystery for all Americans in England. (Pizza Hut in England is actually rather classy too come to think of it...)
I guess Jeff and Ej had made friends with the owner that day, so he said that we could count as a private party and stay in the pub two hours after it closed, as long as we crammed into this back room while he kicked everyone else out. Most of us needed to get to Harry Potter though so we only stayed for less than an hour, we felt kinda bad about that.
E.j. being his typical self. He was alright at this point, but when I got home around one he was plaaastered. He was like, Lauuuren, I'm a drunken idiot! I'm leaving in 4 hours and I haven't packed yet! Pleeease help me pack, I'm toooo drunk. So yeah, I was up til 3 or so helping him shove stuff into his luggage and watching him yell "drunken IDIOT!!!" into the mirror, doing headstands and responding to my "oh god no not a good idea" with "you WISH you could do this...you wanna HOOK UP with someone who can do this"
And the queue was certainly long....and we were at the end of it. There had been debate earlier between the two schools--school that wanted to get there at 9:30 and me, who wanted to get there at 12:30 because I felt pretty certain the line would go really fast once they started letting people in. I convinced a bunch of people to wait, but right before 12 they wussed out on waiting and made us go. So of course we got there when the queue was the most daunting. I was right, however, and by around 12:30 or so we were done.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Ok...so I know this anachronistic, but these are recent acquisitions and they NEED to be shared. While we were in Venice I really needed to do laundry, and I was like, 8 Euro?? F that. We've got a sink. So I ended up washing my laundry in said sink and then hanging items of wet clothing in every possible crevice of our cabin. Well....someone got the idea into her head that this was somewhat "white trash." Then we looked around, and noticed that we were living in a log cabin, with no screens on the windows, a little front porch, bad music playing loudly from outside, AND A BED IN THE KITCHEN. So we decided to play the part. Well, ok, it was mostly Caitlin, but she just did it so well. There's also a video if you want a more interactive experience of our white trashitude
Last Day in London
OK i realize I am really behind. These are all from July 16th. I promise I will get caught up. Considering I am now home with nothing to do but update this and I'm certainly not makin any new memories I'm sure I will soon be up to date. And then have nothing to post for a while. Sorry for any future boringness
See Charlie!! I will eat something other than air! (don't think this got recorded, but when we were in London in March we had to spend like two hours a night picking a place to eat cause when Charlie's cheapness and my pickiness combine things get ugly. Wagamama's was suggested and I took one look at the menu full of shrimp and prawns [shellfish allergy is NOT my fault] and general grossness I had to decline. And Charlie got pissed and did an [UNconvincing I might add] impression of me: "I'm Lauren...I only like AIR") But I overcame my aversion to all things solid, as this picture records.
So, Molly and her dad had tickets to a show that night, and it just happened to turn out that due to his jet lag he preferred bed. I thus got a free ticket to As You Like It, which I was pretty happy about, especially since plan A for the evening had been to go to a club by myself (see the last time I was alone in London to figure out why that probably wouldn't have been a good idea...or better yet, click the link to see the pic of the bus driver that practically molested me even though I wasn't alone) Anyway, I originally just took this picture to capture the atmosphere of the place...cause I'm weird like that...and these guys just happened to be sitting next to us. It wasn't until I looked through my pictures over a week later that I was like, wait...I recognize these guys...they were in As You Like it! Weird....
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