Hah. That was quite an interesting turn of phrase. Whatever.
So this past week we went to Stonehenge!! I know right! I licked a stone! Gross, yes but worth it. The only thing that was kind of awful was that I was wearing a skirt and so I couldn’t like, do any crazy acrobatics. Plus it was super windy so that presented a problem. Especially since I didn’t have any leggings on. I was inspired
buy the song “Stonehenge” as performed by the legendary Spinal Tap on the way to the stones and so I searched for the little children of Stonehenge and danced under the pale moon. It was pretty inspirational. We were also a little let down because we were going to try and meet the High Druid Priest or whatever he’s called that we thought lived in like a trailer off to the side of the stones, but apparently he was asked to move because he was causing a ruckus. And they found people with paint hiding out in a ditch nearby. I KNOW. So that was kind of let down, but everything else was basically amazing. I still can’t believe that I went there. That’s how I feel about a lot of the places that I keep going, actually. It’s quite surreal.
Can I also say that I miss dryers. Both for your clothes and for your hair. *sigh* Speaking of hair, I cut my bangs yesterday before church. I know! I’m a little daring sometimes. But they were seriously bugging me because they were in my face all the time. So I angled them over to the side so hopefully they’ll be a little better. I can’t really tell yet because yesterday it was super windy/rainy (shocker, I know) so they were blowing in my face anyway. Hopefully I’ll be able to find out soon. I also miss non-tempramental showers. Like, at our house you either have high water pressure and either scalding or freezing water OR low pressure and warm water. Needless to say I can't wait until I can have the best of both worlds on a continual basis. God Bless America :D
Also speaking of hair, Luc asked us yesterday during out tour of the University (which he do graciously gave) if any of us cut hair because his was too long. I said that my mother cut hair so I’ve observed and could probably manage, but I honestly don’t want him to take me up on it. Like, I’d probably do it and be terrified of screwing up his hair for a while. That could not be good. Like everyone would be asking him what happened to his head and then he’d say that he let this crazy girl from America (and BYU nonetheless) cut it and that would just ruin the rep of the program and what a disaster it would be!
Yes, I’m being slightly facetious when I say that but let’s be honest. I shouldn’t be the first person you hand scissors and trust with your hair.
Ok, so you’re all going to be so proud of what I ate when we went to Oxford. So there’s this pub called the eagle and child which is where J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis used to like hang out and eat and stuff, so when we were in Oxford we decided to eat our dinner there. We looked over the menu for a while and I decided that maybe I’d try something new and there was something on the menu titled “Gammon and Eggs” and in the description it just said “gammon steak served with two fried eggs and chips” so I figured Gammon was just an English word for a cut of steak that I didn’t know. No one in my group knew what it was later so they all thought that that was a reasonable assumption to make. So I order it and when it comes out it’s like this huge piece of Ham that’s been fried? Maybe? And like it’s pretty thick and a little crispy on the edges and like bubbly and…ugh. You know how I am with textures. So like, I saw it and I was like “I…can’t eat this” But I paid almost 6 pounds for it so I wasn’t going to waste it. I ate it with the eggs until the eggs were gone and then I couldn’t do it anymore. So a little over a half is what I ate! I know! Good for me!!
But never again. Like, never again.
Well, I’m off to read/clean/journal and try to find my wallet down at Queen Street before I head off to FHE tonight.
Loves!!
Shens
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