Alright, I know this is totally nerdy but I really love having a library that stays open 24/7. I have my own key to get in and there aren't any guards or anything there. You're just expected to turn the lights out if your the last one to leave. It's like having an affair with knowledge.
Well it's 3 in the morning in this here Cambridge and I'm a little too high strung after finishing my essay on World War One espionage to go straight to sleep. By that I just mean that it's hard for me to wind down after working all day. I don't mean high strung like I just watched James Bond or something.
Oh man. Writing here feels good.
Here's the thing here. I'm either with people for five hours straight and kind of lose myself in being super outgoing to the point that I just want myself to shut up or I'm alone for seven hours doing work with absolutely no human interaction except "thank you" and "is this where I fetch a book?" (and yes, fetch is the word round here if you need to request something special in the University Library). Add to this communication drought the fact that I have lost my voice and I'm finding myself becoming a bit manic. I just want to say words and have someone listen and then say some words back to me. Is that really so much to ask?
Well, I'll get to the point of this post which is beautiful pictures of my trip to Yorkshire this past weekend since that's what your all really interested in. Not my developing schizophrenia. Here's what we did: on saturday morning we took a coach to Yorkshire and went on a tour of a coal mine and then went to the Bronte's house and then a pub and then the next day we went on this four or five hour ramble across the countryside. People have great accents there and our tour guide at the mine was obsessed with the way I said "Missouri." He kept having me say it over and over again.
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Outside the Bronte's house. They've got a bunch of their clothes and old furniture and everything in there all preserved. I was in the room where they wrote their masterpieces!
(it actually wasn't that exciting. the cemetery next door was pretty creepy though) |
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| don't kid yourself, that cat loved me |
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| sheep! england! |
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| Me Katelyn and my food baby Heathcliff |
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| lovely |
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| our PAs! |
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| this is the cliff where they filmed the scene in HP7 p 1 where Hermione and Harry are camped out and then they have that random dance scene. Katelyn and I were just trying to recreate it. |
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| we had a romantic weekend together. All our other friends went to Paris. |
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| the sign of the deathly hallows! (still at the film place) |
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| I've found the clue! (you can't see it but its the hallows pictured above) |
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Me and one of the PAs, Simone. She is from Sweden but her Dad is American and lives in St. Louis on the Illinois side which is incredibly random.
She met Orlando Bloom one time in a liqueur store in Stockholm. |
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| It's called a Tarn |
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| I was the only one who braved the water! |
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| return of the matching waterproofs! |
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| I think I found the shire |
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| horses at the mine. Ok so I was having a bad hair day....weekend |
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| typical pub |
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| I was sooo hungry and the food was sooo good |
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this is gonna sound weird but it kind of tasted like Pizza Hut pan pizza.
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Some favorite memories of the weekend were:
1. walking on the moors behind the Bronte house after dinner. I went with people I don't usually hang out with and it was fun to get to know them better. We passed this outdoor party in someone's yard with a legit band that was soo English. I wish I'd gotten a picture. Then we just wandered and yelled out "Heathcliff!" a fair amount. The best moment was when all the girls held hands, ran out into the grass and just screamed Heathcliff's name at the top of our lungs.
2. Playing in the park. There was this really great playground. It had a weirdly spaced climbing wall though and I got stuck at the top and could not hoist myself up and Maharu was like "you look like Winnie the Pooh!" which I thought was hilarious. It's a new image for my happy place. I'm sure I looked so silly.

just like this!
3. Chatting with Katelyn
4. Drinking the Yorkshire Air. I was getting sick that weekend and so the hike was a bit strenuous for me but when I opened my mouth in the wind it literally felt like I was drinking medicine. I can see now why they say that country air is good for you.
That's about it. It was a good weekend.
Ta!