Hi, everyone! I am on steroids. 4 little red candy heart things a day...and it appears that, at least for now, they are having SOME effect on my rotten joint system.
I can type! I can't write worth a damn (a pen's gotten a little too hard on the muscles of my arm to use,) but I can type! Which means that I can write you all!
Went to London yesterday for a "class trip"... we went to St. Paul's Cathedral, where we saw a lot of monuments to a lot of dead famous people (but not as many as there probably are in Westminster Abbey) and we checked out Nelson's Monument (they gave the man a small one in the cathedral, and we thought that was tiny. Then we saw THIS thing..at least a couple hundred feet.) It made the Duke of Wellington's look positively shrimpy by comparison...
Of course, we couldn't take pictures at St. Paul's. Except when we climbed nearly 500 steps to the ROOF (that. was. a. LOT. of. Stairs.) Saw the London Eye (big Ferris wheel) and that funny round egg-shaped building that they blew all the windows out of in an episode of Doctor Who, and I THINK I saw Big Ben from a distance. I think.
Somewhere in the middle of all this melee, I took my sling for my arm off because it was annoying me, and though I had promised to wear it another whole day, I felt that it was no longer needed.
Don't tell my mother. Or my nurse. Or my doctor...
THEN we climbed down from the roof and took off, walking half an hour through London's central district at lunchtime and seeing the sights. Went down Fleet Street, saw a church with the road built right around it (I kinda thought it was cool) and we came up at Trafalgar Square, Nelson's Monument, and the National Gallery.
Nelson's Monument was HUGE (it was basically a statue of Nelson up on a tall column) and we went inside to check out the paintings.
The nice thing about really good British museums is all the national ones are free, so we could just slip on inside and have a look round. There were many lovely ones; we saw some Hogarths and Turners and I SAW A RENOIR! A REAL ONE! EEEE!
Then we went on the Underground. I have never been on a subway before, so this was a completely new experience. It is the equivalent of a bus underground; that's about as near as I can get it. It's crowded and hot, the cars go really fast, and we had to stand up for most of the rides, and I was unable to figure out how the rest of them sorted out routes by just looking at a wall...but it was interesting.
We went to the British Museum and hung out in the Dark Ages exhibit for about half an hour (my friends are all in a Norse Mythology class, while I'm in the Medieval Era class with the same professor. So we had overlapping agendas)
THEN two of my friends left to go do something else and I, Bethany, and Bailey headed off on the Tube to get back to the cathedral where the bus was parked. We got back in plenty of time, they got their luggage (staying over the weekend) and I dropped my backpack (I was coming back here) and we went half a block away and had dinner at a nice restaurant.
Then I came back here, vowing that the next time I go to London, I will be better prepared for it.
Well, I'm still kind of sick, and my hands aren't totally agreeing with all of this, so I'm going to sign off, kids.
Ta,
Bec
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