| Meri ( @ 2004-11-17 22:33:00 |
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Travels in England...
OMG I love Stratford! Beautiful little town that hasn't changed a whole lot since Shakespeare's time. My favorite part was getting to fly birds of prey on the farm next to Mary Arden's (the Bard's mother's) house. Jessica the Bengal Eagle Owl and Cleo the Harris Hawk were so cute! Watching them ingest raw chicken with great relish right in front of your face is a minor drawback. :P
It's easy to see how so much great literature came out of the English countryside. I've never seen landscapes so beautiful. It's gorgeous whether the sun is shining or not. It was so cold in Stratford that I thought my ears were going to snap off, but that's part of the beauty. Crisp, cold weather that wishes for snow, but can't get enough moisture together to form the flakes.
Manchester was a leeetle scary. :) Apparently being drunk is a requirement to live there. (I sincerely apologize to any people from Manchester out there.) :P But seriously, the first 20 people we ran into were completely shnockered. But
misterfizzy got to see his band, so it was all good.
From there we went back to Oxford to do more shopping and to walk around some more, since the school trip hurried us too much. We walked along the Thames and saw the Head of the River, the pub where the winners of the boat race between Oxford and Cambridge celebrate their victory every year.
Miraculously, my flatmates managed to avoid destroying the building over the weekend. Apparently, this was because they were in Spain. In that case, I'm surprised Spain is still there and that they haven't declared war on the U.S. ;P
My body has decided that I do not need any blood. If I grow fangs, we'll know why. It's so vunderful being female. :-F <-----fangs