I saw War Horse, the puppet work was so astonishingly good, the whole theatre gave the puppeteers a standing ovation (rare as hen's teeth here in London). The story and acting? Not so much.
Realized I never posted a photo at the Globe, so here's one to show just how big the stage is and how close I was (at the very, very front).
I think it costs like two bucks more to actually sit at the Globe, on a chair, out of the elements, but NOPE, my group wanted the authentic Globe experience, so three hours of standing and rain it was.
LONDON CALLING
I wanted to get this photo the very first day and didn't until the very last day of the program. Totally worth the wait.
I went on the London Eye! It was one of my favorite landmarks of the city, but I never expected to actually ride it. Gorgeous romantic.
View in York, pretty little English town.
Edinburgh Castle! I love Edinburgh, all the kilts and plaid and accents and green. Plus I sang Loch Lomond to myself pretty much constantly and I must return some day to look for Nessie (can you believe Mom and Alana didn't want to go?!).
Bad photo, but necessary because, yes, CHARLES THE SECOND. I didn't even have to look at the plaque this time, I just knew it was him, MAN I'M GOOD.
A dining room aboard the Royal Britannia, the retired yacht of the royal family. We had tea at the tearoom and my mom cried a little because Princess Diana had once sat in the very same room.
Aghhhhh, okay, so we did visit the Guinness Storehouse in Dublin (as did a school group of 12-year-olds....Toto, I don't think we're in Utah anymore), which I was oddly excited for because we were promised a free pint at the end (I don't even like beer....I just like free stuff, basically) and even though the building was cool, the tour was dull and I couldn't even finish my whole sample at the tasting room ("acquired taste" level 546. People here sure do love it though, I saw an old man having one with breakfast this morning) so we bypassed the freebie and hopped back on the tour bus. This has been the lamest story ever.
REALLY, REALLY GEEKY SECTION
(Seriously, non-Sherlockians and non-Whovians step away. If you don't know what those are, then you probably are one)
One afternoon, when I had nothing to do, I decided to go out and spend some money shopping at Piccadilly Circus, which took about 45 minutes, so on a whim, I took the tube to St. Paul's to look for St. Bart's hospital, where Sherlock ignores poor Molly's advances and jumps to his death. I found it with very little difficulty and barely suppressed glee, which was spectacularly out of place as I was in fact, at a functional hospital. Fruits of my labor:
The ledge itself!
This is rather interesting, it's the very spot where the body falls and it really is marked out on the sidewalk in a rectangle, rather disproving the theory that there is some sort of hidden platform on which Sherlock falls. It's just how the sidewalk looks, no real significance...probably. Feel free to take this information as you see fit.
Also, on the way back to the tube station, a very nice woman asked me the way to the station and walked with me back, talking all the while and complementing my American accent. The catch? She was British! I helped a British woman get around London, I win.
I've visited the Sherlock Holmes and the Conan Doyle? I win again.
Look, it's a Dalek!
Look, it's the TARDIS!
AHHHH, DON'T LOOK, it's a Weeping Angel! (I saw "Blink" for the first time the night before this, unfortunately, so I completely lost my cool and started screaming "DON'T BLINK, DON'T BLINK, IT'S GOING TO GET US!" at my bewildered family. Doctor Who is ruining everything for me.)
Finally, look at this adorable portrait Flatmate Eva did of me and the Doctor!!
Best Play of the Week
"The Witness." I saw it alone. It was...tragic. Personal. Deep. And horribly, incredibly linked to my own life. I still haven't been able to talk about it. Sorry.
Most Magical Moment of the Week
Edinburgh and Dublin are so far north, it doesn't get dark til past ten at night...I think. I haven't been to sleep in the dark since London. It is bizarre and wonderful.
Best Moment, Like, Ever
Getting 60 pounds cash reimbursed back from our director, unspent by the program. It was hinted we'd get some money back, but we expected something like 20 pounds. Seriously, it was like Christmas, we queued up at the end of class with our hands out like kindergardeners with candy.
Best Candy of the Week
White chocolate Bueno bars. Flatmates have been eating them since the first week, but I didn't try one until the end of the program. Seriously considering just dumping all these stupid clothes out of my suitcase to make room for more candy.
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