Our class visited Westminster Abbey, first toured by our Prof, Andrew, then by a lovely woman named Molly. We met by the gift shop, they really have some lovely bags, pillows, curtains, or whatever else you could fathom to form out of this dreadful fabric : Continue reading
Not terrible. Not great. As far as national foods go, bangers and mash doesn’t put up a strong representation, but I’m from America, we are represented by McDonald’s hamburgers, I can’t really talk. Mash I like, but more often than not its mush. Continue reading
Kaylie, Anna, Sam, and I went out to Brick lane on a Sunday. There are food booths lining every sidewalk (excuse me, pavement) from every nation, vendors with handmade goods, vintage shops, ads for free vinyl records, burlap sacks, a cereal bar, pubs, fabric shops, or anything else you can think of. I could have spent the entire day wandering around through the stalls. People were crawling everywhere and cars were (for some reason I cannot fathom) trying to inch their way through the crowds. Continue reading
You know that place on the corner of nitrate and 7th that Canadian radio ads are always talking about? Well it’s in the UK too, and I went there! Anna and I split the “wing roulette”, ranging from “lemon pepper” spicieness to “extreme”. Continue reading
Walked into the tube carriage Sorab, Kelly, Ashley, and I were on. We played it cool. Continue reading
After many tired hours of travel we arrived to the flat. This morning I awoke and realized what a lovely neighborhood we are in! We are in Westminster, right down the road from a small collection of shops. Just a short walk to get a pastry, coffee or fruit in the morning! Or, you know, rescue you if you’re in desperate need of toilet paper… That’s more of what actually happened. Continue reading
We are kicking off our international education in Canada, the land of good humor.