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The rain blows horizontally outside my window, I sniffle: partly because I am just trying not to be sick and congested anymore, and partly because dayummmmmm, Doctor Who. Rusty, stop shredding my heart.
In any case, I'm going to see Wicked tonight at the Apollo Victoria Theater on the West End, so that kicks all kinds of arse and is awesome. Also means that this long-belated blog post will be unnaturally short, but guys, seriously. I don't have much time these days, and additionally, I have to go back to that Georgia place in like two weeks. THAT IS NOT OKAY. I like my London! And must spend lots of time with it. And possibly also hiking in Wales and another wander around Edinburgh, if I can swing it.
Went to Edinburgh last weekend; it's a beautiful old city, and really not what I expected. I'm still trying to figure out if it's a good place to live, and I think it might be. The visit was a little difficult, because it's so hilly that the maps don't portray where the streets are in their two-dimensional fashion. The restaurants and touristy shops are expensive, naturally, and it was bitingly cold and rainy when I was there. Also my hostel was on a street with four clubs. Which is not especially helpful when you want to sleep.
But I did go to Edinburgh Castle, which was lovely, and I did see the crown jewels; Calton Hill was found and climbed and offered a stunning view. The Princes Street Gardens were much smaller than I imagined, but so was everything. While it was extremely steep navigating some of the streets, it was convenient to have them so close. If I do end up going back, I want to walk to Leith and see some of New Town, too, cause I mostly stayed in Old Town while I was there. (I did go up to New Town to go to the Hard Rock Cafe and have lunch with people, and got one of the most awesome drinks of my life, called a Southern Rock. Mmm! Also the waiter was yummy: we now call him Gerry because he looks quite a bit like Gerry Butler. But he wasn't Scottish, sad.)
Field trips lately: Went to the Victoria and Albert, which had a lot of cool stuff from the Middle East and Western Asia especially- has anybody really looked lately at how pretty Mughal and Islamic art is lately? I mean, wow, it's so intricate and beautiful. It puts Western art to shame. I went to down to Brick Lane and had the very best lamb korma of my life at some Indian restaurant. Also I've been to the Royal Courts of Justice and wandered in on a few cases and saw judges in wigs and robes, which was neat (I think professors at school should totally wear the black robes and the wigs. It'd be neat, and I think Dr. Gephardt would also look totally hot in that. :P ) Went to Samuel Johnson's house- he made one of the first English dictionaries and was quite controversial. It was fun.
Lastly, on the train up to Edinburgh, the train stopped for about fifteen minutes. "I'm sorry," said the conductor over the intercom in a thick Scottish brogue, "the train in front of us appears to have hit a rather large deer. We must wait until the tracks are cleared."
IT WAS LIKE THE BEST THING I'D EVER HEARD EVER.
...yeah, you probably had to have been there.
In any case, I'm going to see Wicked tonight at the Apollo Victoria Theater on the West End, so that kicks all kinds of arse and is awesome. Also means that this long-belated blog post will be unnaturally short, but guys, seriously. I don't have much time these days, and additionally, I have to go back to that Georgia place in like two weeks. THAT IS NOT OKAY. I like my London! And must spend lots of time with it. And possibly also hiking in Wales and another wander around Edinburgh, if I can swing it.
Went to Edinburgh last weekend; it's a beautiful old city, and really not what I expected. I'm still trying to figure out if it's a good place to live, and I think it might be. The visit was a little difficult, because it's so hilly that the maps don't portray where the streets are in their two-dimensional fashion. The restaurants and touristy shops are expensive, naturally, and it was bitingly cold and rainy when I was there. Also my hostel was on a street with four clubs. Which is not especially helpful when you want to sleep.
But I did go to Edinburgh Castle, which was lovely, and I did see the crown jewels; Calton Hill was found and climbed and offered a stunning view. The Princes Street Gardens were much smaller than I imagined, but so was everything. While it was extremely steep navigating some of the streets, it was convenient to have them so close. If I do end up going back, I want to walk to Leith and see some of New Town, too, cause I mostly stayed in Old Town while I was there. (I did go up to New Town to go to the Hard Rock Cafe and have lunch with people, and got one of the most awesome drinks of my life, called a Southern Rock. Mmm! Also the waiter was yummy: we now call him Gerry because he looks quite a bit like Gerry Butler. But he wasn't Scottish, sad.)
Field trips lately: Went to the Victoria and Albert, which had a lot of cool stuff from the Middle East and Western Asia especially- has anybody really looked lately at how pretty Mughal and Islamic art is lately? I mean, wow, it's so intricate and beautiful. It puts Western art to shame. I went to down to Brick Lane and had the very best lamb korma of my life at some Indian restaurant. Also I've been to the Royal Courts of Justice and wandered in on a few cases and saw judges in wigs and robes, which was neat (I think professors at school should totally wear the black robes and the wigs. It'd be neat, and I think Dr. Gephardt would also look totally hot in that. :P ) Went to Samuel Johnson's house- he made one of the first English dictionaries and was quite controversial. It was fun.
Lastly, on the train up to Edinburgh, the train stopped for about fifteen minutes. "I'm sorry," said the conductor over the intercom in a thick Scottish brogue, "the train in front of us appears to have hit a rather large deer. We must wait until the tracks are cleared."
IT WAS LIKE THE BEST THING I'D EVER HEARD EVER.
...yeah, you probably had to have been there.
