Sadly, my camera is silly and isn’t letting me upload any pictures, BUT my week has been filled with theatres! Last night, a friend and I went to go see The Importance of Being Earnest in The West End (the equivalent of Broadway). The theatre was BEAUTIFUL, and last night was the night the play was first opening, which made it extra exciting :3
Then tonight, my Shakespeare class went to see Twelfth Night (Meg’s class went to see Stones in His Pockets tonight as well, which I’m sure she’ll post about later:)). The theatre was super tiny; it only had 80 seats total, but it was REALLY GOOD. The whole thing, while still being Shakespeare, was very experimental. There was no scenery, very little props… Everything was created by the actors, which was fantastic (also, all the men were REALLY hot, which was also fantastic).
On another note, I’m still sick… My throat feels like it’s filled with rocks and my nose is runnyyyyyyyyyy. But I’m staying positive! It’ll get better soon, I’m sure :)
And they. Were. AMAZING. Holy shit it was a great show. We were against the barricade, which was awesome. There were men professionally filming the audience and the stage, and the energy between the audience and the stage was fantastic. Patrick even threw us his drumstick!
…But then me and my friend went for it, fumbled, and it flew back into the hands of the person DIRECTLY BEHIND US *still angry*
No matter, though. Here are some pictures I took of the night!
So, Katie, Hannah, Nicole, and I went to Edinburgh, Scotland last weekend!
It was so completely beautiful. On Friday, we did some good ole fashioned touristy shopping, followed by The Scotch Whisky Experience. It was essentially a virtual tour of the whisky making process (you got to ride a barrel through this bit- It was kind of like Willy Wonka, but for booze. Loved it.) From there, we were brought to a tasting room, where we were taught each different flavour of Scottish Whisky, and which section of Scotland it came from!
Then we were brought into a room filled with the largest collection of Whisky in the World! Over 3500 bottles, hot damn.
On Saturday, we got up super duper early to go see the Scottish Highlands! They were absolutely gorgeous. The day started off sunny and bright, which was unusual for the Highlands, apparently. Towards the end of the tour, it started snowing! The weather was so bipolar, but it was beautiful. We saw the Wallace Monument:
Doune Castle (Where Monty Python was filmed!)
And lots of other bits of the gorgeous Highlands!
Sunday we kept it low-key. We stuck around The Royal Mile near Edinburgh Castle, and took a tour of the Underground Vaults, which is apparently one of the most haunted places in the world. Needless to say, I didn’t take pictures of thatxD
And of course, we went out to pubs and heard some great live music at night. I highly recommend the band Make Sparks, as well as Elliot Morris (he does things with an acoustic guitar that I didn’t know could be done.)
I’d also like to include this picture of Hannah, Nicole, and Katie attempting to break in the doors of Edinburgh Castle
mainly for Katie’s face
All in all, Scotland is a beautiful place, filled with some of the friendliest people I’ve ever met.
Except we saw some guy steal a bunch of whisky from a tourist shop. That wasn’t very friendly.
Again, I’ve got so many country updates that I’ve just not gotten around to posting… Since I’ve been in the UK, I’ve gone to Scotland, Prague, Italy, Dublin twice, and Paris twice. I went to Dublin and Paris once with friends, and then once with my father.
I’ve only told you guys about Scotland, which is a damn shame. I swear I’ll update about the countries I’ve been to and what I’ve done while there eventually, but since I’m leaving in 11 days, I’ll just let you know what’s been going on in good ole London Town.
My father came to visit me last week. It was great to show him all around London, and we were able to go to Dublin to see my Grandmother! That was lovely; I’d never seen her place before, and I hadn’t seen her in a couple years to begin with. I also showed my dad Paris, which was beautiful, as always…. Except for the part where we were almost mugged. If only for that reason, London > Paris… Not by much, but enough for it to count.
This weekend, my best friend from middle school is coming to stay with me for the weekend! She’s been studying in France for the semester, and she just ended. I haven’t seen her in four years, so I’m reeeeeally looking forward to this reunion.
I’m going with Hannah (who you’ll meet when we come back to MU!) tomorrow to get a consultation for my tattoo. It may wind up being more expensive than I was hoping, but for me, there’s no where else I would want to get it done.
Matt has become the most social of butterflies; whenever we go out he always manages to find us friends. He’s become our group’s good luck charm, the night always sucks more when he isn’t there.
A few people at my school started up a semi-open mic night that meets every week, and I’ve become a regular there, singing with the locals as well as other folks from Regents College. It’s been an incredibly amazing experience, and I’m so glad I grew the balls to sing in another country. The last one is this Sunday, and I’m really sad about it… The fact that things are all coming to a close is incredibly depressing; the real world back in Jersey involves actual school work, having to pay tuition, having to get a car, carrying the responsibilities of more people than just myself. In London I am exactly who I want to be, who I hope I can still be when I come home.
Finals are next week. They’re a joke. That’s all I have to say about that.
So what have I learned while in London?
I’ve learned that I’m more courageous than I thought I was.
I’ve learned I’m more independent and mature than I thought I was.
I’ve learned my luck with men is terrible;
I’m still learning not to care about thatxD.
I’ve learned a few drinks with good people are never a bad idea.
I’ve learned not everyone thinks America is terrible.
I’ve learned that they do, however, almost unanimously think NJ is strange.
I’ve learned that as a country, The States have a lot to learn. A lot.
I’ve learned there can be such a thing as a clean city.
I’ve learned that there is so much beauty in the world, and in its people. Not everyone is a dick, and not everything is out to get you.
And most importantly, I’ve learned how to appreciate the life I lead, the amazing friends who have helped me get there, and the amazing place that has made me realize who I really am.
Sooo for Easter Break I went to Italy because my lil bro was there. Since it was my second time there on the same exact trip I went to see all the same things I did three years ago. But still, I guess I shouldn’t complain… Not many people can say they’ve been to Rome two times. And on Easter weekend, at that.
I mostly went to see my brother again, though. It was three months since I had seen him at the time so I was really glad to do that again. I got to be the cool college kid in their high school group who was living in Europe and was going to be there longer than a week. I was literally in Rome for the day and I came back to London right after that, so they were all pretty jelly.
Hmm… For my birthday I went to Windsor Castle with Meg! It was pretty freakin’ awesome to visit the Queen’s house, especially on her birthday. But she wasn’t there so that was pretty lame. I don’t have any pictures because my camera won’t let me upload anything to the computer but we saw tons of cool stuff there. Beautiful castle and beautiful town.
That night I came back to London and partied it up a little in Camden. It’s easily my favorite place in London, especially for the bars. Dan, my London friend, came out to join us and we partied until 6 AM! We met a bunch of people from Britain and Ireland who hung out with us most of the night and we exchanged numbers and all that so hopefully we can see them again before we leave in two weeks. I also met the first ever person in a bar that was younger than I was at 19. He was cool and Portuguese. I got his number too. I’m actually really good at getting numbers in bars (from both dudes and chicks just so we can hang out again). Just ask Alexis and Meg.
Guess that’s one thing I’ve learned about myself. One drop of alcohol and I meet plenty of new people! The amount of friends I’ve made here really astounds me sometimes.
But the more I think about the fact that we’re leaving in less than two weeks… It makes me want to leave even less. Don’t get me wrong, I miss everyone at home so much that it hurts, but I think London is the most amazing city in the world. I want to live here. I’m really going to try and apply to graduate school here. Getting citizenship will be tough, but I think I can dedicate myself to it and get it.
Not only did I make tons of London friends, but I made lots of American friends from Regent’s College as well. I’ll miss every single one of ‘em, too!
I didn’t travel as much as everyone else did, but maybe that’s because I enjoyed London so much. I love the city, the architecture, the culture, the people, the surprising cleanliness, the history, the night life… Everything about it. And I’m okay with not traveling as much as everyone else did.
So yeah. We’re home in two weeks to see you guys again. Despite not wanting to leave London, I’m really excited!! But, realistically, this will probably be my last post lol.