Well, let’s just say it was an interesting weekend. Saturday was fairly lazy. Bree and I stayed around the flat and cleaned and did homework. We successfully figured out our oven (a mystery to most of the other flats) and fixed frozen pizza. We had planned to ride the London Eye at night to see the city all lit up but when it started raining, we decided risking the 16 pound ticket wasn’t such a great idea. Instead we decided to go out and see (some of) the bridges of London. We came out of the tube station only to find more rain but as it cleared, two rainbows appeared from behind the ugly clouds. We got some really amazing photos of the Tower of London and the Tower Bridge with the rainbow in the background. It was REALLY surreal to walk along the cobblestone street next to the Tower of London or to see the Tower Bridge from river level, especially with the rainbow in the background. We walked across Tower Bridge and made our way to Millennium Bridge, the same one that the Death Eaters destroyed in Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (or Oder of the Phoenix, I don’t remember). It was absolutely gorgeous to see the sun set reflect on the buildings down town, not to mention the span of the bridges across the Thames. Directly on the other side of the bridge (across the river) was St. Paul’s cathedral, the same one we saw on the tour but it was especially gorgeous in the evening light. Let’s just say, I have a lot of awesome pictures from Saturday night.
Yesterday was day one of two of the Notting Hill Carnival, the UK’s largest carnival. It celebrates the African, Bohemian, and Indian cultures in the area but mostly it reminded me of a mix of Mardi Gras and Marley Fest. They crammed hundreds of thousands of people into a small London neighborhood, filled it with music and overpriced but amazing food, and topped it off with a parade of half-naked girls. Actually, it was pretty fun, just wild.
Today was an adventure and I didn’t even leave the flat (except to go to the store…). It’s actually a Bank Holiday which means that everything in London is shut down for the day except for the Carnival which I just didn’t feel like going to again. I got a lot of work done while Bree was at class and was generally very productive. But the real adventure was learning how to do laundry in this machine. It’s a machine just a bit smaller than a mini fridge that supposedly both washes AND dries. You can only do two pairs of jeans or four shirts at a time and the wash cycle by itself takes at minimum two hours. The dryer cycle tends to take longer so at this point, saving energy and starting a new wash load is probably more productive. I’ve taken to hanging my wet clothes on racks and furniture around the flat, leaving my socks and underwear on display for anyone who comes to visit. It’s a bit awkward but it’s getting done. I get the feeling the laundry process will take some adjusting to, especially considering that I HATE the feeling of air-dried blue jeans. Oh well, that’s life in the UK.
Tomorrow is class and a tour of one of the oldest amphitheaters around and on Friday we have our day trip to Stonehenge and Bath. I get the feeling this will be another busy week but an exciting one at that!
