Engerland: Vol. I
While I didn't plan on blogging during my vacation, I realized yesterday that I should keep some record of my goings-on. I had this epiphany yesterday morning, when I woke up in a cottage somewhere in the South England countryside. And no idea how I got there.
I knew it was going to be a good 'un when I was greeted by Simon at the airport 9am Saturday morning in a tux. Still drunk. And we had to navigate the public transport to Sydenham, where they are apparently having a problem with large black cats at the moment. Good times. Simon has got a great place right on the train line, making it very convenient to get to. This will come in handy for me during subsequent trips, I'm sure. Met up with Matt (Simon's friend from Grad school: good people), and took off for Lewes. With no sleep to speak of. But there was burning to be done.
The Guy Fawkes celebrations truly are something to see. We ended up incredibly drunk with fire all around. And we met a couple who lived just ouside Lewes (hence the cottage in the country). Man, do I have pictures. What a fantastic random evening with drunk Englishmen (who also turned out to be multi-millionaires, ubercool).
Yesterday, we had to navigate our way back to London, meet with Lynfa and Simon and Simon's friends for lunch, eat said fabulous lunch, and I had to jump on the train to Cambridge. I don't think that I want to travel that hungover again. I really don't know what I'm doing when I have those amounts of vertigo. Vertigo was cured by more beer however when I arrived here in Cambridge. Nice to see everyone again, and I smell one hell of a week coming on.
Now, off to Oxford to go to formal hall in the Harry Potter dining room. We get to sit at High table, as Ryan's friend Glen in a Law Prof there. Gotta run to the bus, hence the quick ending. Will post more later. I'm sure tonight will provide excellent blog fodder.
I knew it was going to be a good 'un when I was greeted by Simon at the airport 9am Saturday morning in a tux. Still drunk. And we had to navigate the public transport to Sydenham, where they are apparently having a problem with large black cats at the moment. Good times. Simon has got a great place right on the train line, making it very convenient to get to. This will come in handy for me during subsequent trips, I'm sure. Met up with Matt (Simon's friend from Grad school: good people), and took off for Lewes. With no sleep to speak of. But there was burning to be done.
The Guy Fawkes celebrations truly are something to see. We ended up incredibly drunk with fire all around. And we met a couple who lived just ouside Lewes (hence the cottage in the country). Man, do I have pictures. What a fantastic random evening with drunk Englishmen (who also turned out to be multi-millionaires, ubercool).
Yesterday, we had to navigate our way back to London, meet with Lynfa and Simon and Simon's friends for lunch, eat said fabulous lunch, and I had to jump on the train to Cambridge. I don't think that I want to travel that hungover again. I really don't know what I'm doing when I have those amounts of vertigo. Vertigo was cured by more beer however when I arrived here in Cambridge. Nice to see everyone again, and I smell one hell of a week coming on.
Now, off to Oxford to go to formal hall in the Harry Potter dining room. We get to sit at High table, as Ryan's friend Glen in a Law Prof there. Gotta run to the bus, hence the quick ending. Will post more later. I'm sure tonight will provide excellent blog fodder.
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I can't believe you got to do Bonfire Night and you are a Canuck, whereas I am a Brit and didn't get even a sniffle of a bonfire.
Harrumph. I'm feeling decidedly grumpy now.
(glad you are having fun though)
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