And this is why I needed two posts, friends.
Wednesday morning, we set off bright and early for a little three-day jaunt to Cornwall, which is that southwest tip of England. We started off our trip in Bath, home of the Roman baths and lots of Jane Austen memorabilia. I also got to try on a corset, which sounds like it should be really painful and not a lot of fun, but is actually kind of strangely exciting to have a little waist and a lovely figure, even if you may lose a few ribs in the process. That night, we stayed in Penzance, where I sang the first two lines of every Pirates of Penzance song I know. We stayed in this hostel that was set way to far back from the road for my liking. On the way back, we were talking about how it would be the perfect horror movie setting "Look to your right. It's a black abyss. Look to your left. Hear the river..." when all of a sudden, a bicyclist passed us and we all totally freaked out and started screaming. Rather embarrassing.Also, the hostel gave me a chance to have some new roommates for a change, which is always good.
Thursday, we had the wonderful experience of meeting Harry Safari, a local tour guide in his 60s with a rather interesting sense of humor. This is the cleanest example I can remember:
My friend Susie trips.
Harry: Watch out love, or you'll be needing the kiss of life and I'll be needing to fight these other guys off.
Susie: Umm...ha ha ha.
Harry: Just because you start breathing doesn't mean I'll stop.
Yikes!
I also tried my first Cornish pasty, which rhymes with nasty, not tasty, although the latter is true (TM: Heather Stay) and saw my first big grocery store. Who knew how much you could miss a grocery store! That night, we stayed in a hostel where I shared my shower with at least two spiders, but at least one more that probably bit my finger. Sneaky sneaky.
Did you know that Stonehenge is kind of disappointing? You walk in a circle around a bunch of rocks, and it's right by the freeway, and there is not a lot of information unless you get a headset. We also went to a place called Avebury, where the rocks are surrounded by sheep and a whole lot of sheep droppings.
Last night, I went to a YSA dance with a bunch of people from my group. I didn't know really what to expect, but it was a blast! The music and the people were way better than typical BYU/YSA dances, but it did make me a bit homesick for dancing with roomies and old stake dances.
Well, love you all!
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I am glad you're having fun but I really miss you now... come back soon. Oh some guy asked to go to homecomming with him but I said no (this was after I told him I could not go with him to this last minute date he asked me on). So basically I turned him down twice in one phone call... how is that for antisocial...
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