Here's Some More

Friday.
Portmouth.

The Victory.
Our racist, maybe Agentinian tour guide was the highlight of the port.  We learned that the term son of a gun, came from the ship because occasionally, a woman would have a baby on board, and if it was born in between the cannons, yep, you nailed it, son of a gun.
Who knows if we can believe him? He lied to the nuns about the occupation of the women on board.
Oh yes, the Victory is the boat the English fought with during the Battle of Trafalgar and is the oldest ship in existence.

Cadbury Chocolate Outlet. No mini-eggs which I am thinking is a great thing.
Brighton Pier. Fun. But more fun when you're with your parents.

Preston Temple. Best part of the day. Some of us brought skirts, hoping we'd be able to get in to do baptisms. We did. And the worker was right when he said the drinking fountain had the best water in all of England. Blessings in every form.

Saturday.
Wrote an essay in the morning.
Left for the rest of the day to explore.
First Borough Market. I had a Greek wrap. I love these kinds of things. Crowded with people, it was like a glorious farmer's market.

Next, a museum just in time for Halloween. The Operating Theatre of Old St. Thomas Hospital. It had weird things from medicine in the 1800s like amputation instraments and also an ampetheatre where medical students could watch an operation being performed.

Stopped by a Cathedral by choice. It was close.
Went over to my favorite, Covent Garden and walked around the market there before going to the Transportation Museum. The two Asian girls took pictures at every carriage, bus, and taxi, so I decided to do the same–just self-timer mode. Who doesn't love the Underground and double decker buses?

Met the girls, who'd given up on doing homework, at Wagamama's in Leicester Square for dinner. I had curry and it was good. It had the feeling of Whole Foods but less snobby. I think I like the neighborhood Thai place better.
The plan to ride the London Eye got cancelled as we figured it'd be better to do it when they finish putting the Christmas lights up all over town.
Back to the Center!

I Haven't Blogged Because

I've been busy.
This week I've:

Discovered that I have a relative named Thankful Frisbee.
Attended a Ballet.

Walked the English countryside with some "real" English people. They were three brothers in their 70s. They have three more brothers  and they recently got back from a 5 week trip from Australia to Las Vegas.

Attended the Joshua Radin Concert. The crowd hushed us loud Americans, but that didn't stop Joshua from dedicating a song to two of the girls in our group. He also played his encore in the crowd–just about four people in front of me.
Froze at the Sandham Memorial Chapel, while viewing the artwork of WW1 artist Stanley Spencer.
Became polished at Jane Austen's House.
Went to Salsbury Cathedral. This time it wasn't just another cathedral. I like this one mainly because it had an awesome baptismal font.

Finally, Stonehenge. Not just a pile of rocks. A mystery. I quite enjoyed it. We had clear skies and it was a bit freezing.

As far as action words, I don't know if this would pass on a resume,

but alas, it's only Wednesday and there are more adventures in the works.

She went to Paris.