Friday was a shopping day. I actually probably shouldn't go shopping but I did really good. Like really good. I just got the things I needed. Which were presents for other people and one thing for me. I was so proud of myself. The problem is that London is so cute that you just want to buy every single thing and then you realize after being in a store for about 20 seconds that you're about to buy over $100 worth of stuff that you don't even like. Luckily I walked away from everything. I didn't even have to think about it. I've gotten to a really good point with my addiction to shopping. Like I'd rather handle finances planning a trip than in the store Primark. It's like crack for a shopaholic like myself. Also we avoid the kids section because everything is too dang adorable and it's so easy to think of a cute little kid that deserves all the dresses and shirts and leggings and shoes, etc. After visiting a super neat west end area of London that had some cute boutique style shops it was time to face Oxford Street. If you know anything about London you know that Oxford St is shopping heaven and tourist craziness. Literally the streets were packed at 1pm on a Friday. What? Don't you people work? Oh wait you're tourists. Gah. (More about that feeling later) Then after Oxford St it was time to go to a nice calm book store that made life easy again. Something that could be faced and handled. It was glorious. You walked in and could hear yourself think and breathe more than anything. It was wonderful. I wanted to buy all the books. That's why my Kindle is my best friend because I just get a bunch of free books and read all those. I read so fast that owning books is not ideal. I can read a book in hours rather than weeks for most people. But I just loved sitting and reading an actual book in an actual book store in London. It was so peaceful. Then it was come back and read books so that my mind could just be stress free. Planning out life is hard and trying to plan life in the US when you're in the UK is harder.
So we were taking the Tube to the train station and this guy dropped his ticket and I had already placed my Oyster card on the sensor so the turn style locked up on me and I had to explain some dude had gotten me locked out to the worker and he fixed it but for real #LondonTourists. This guy like I know how to work the tube, come on. Stop being a tourist. (I feel like my life is complete when I feel like a local in a different country.) People asked us for directions and we were able to lead them there no problem. It was a great day of blending into London. Especially enjoying Chipotle because oh how every person at Harlaxton misses Mexican food more than anything.
Saturday was nice in that I just woke up and went off. I went to Skegness with Madeline and loved it. Literally that city is so quaint and relaxing. We considered riding a ferris wheel and that was the excitement of the day. Just walking through sand and in the North Sea was glorious. I may have picked up a few too many sea shells up. Maybe 30. I literally said in all seriousness that 'I may have been a mermaid in a past life.' Which is not what Buzzfeed said but alas I feel that I was. But we continued just enjoying the life that was beach life. I did a message in a bottle and it was so fun trying to chuck a bottle out past the tide. I did :) then I walked under a pier. Which is one of those things you see people do in movies but does anyone actually do it? Well I did because You Only Harlaxton Once. Then it was time to see if we could find Madeline a dress or something for the costume ball coming up. Unsuccessful shopping lead to hunger which led to dinner. Then we figured when the next train back was and realized we could visit the beach once more. It was stressful and I was nervous we wouldn't make it but we did. I'm so glad we did because it was more gorgeous as the sun was beginning to start setting. It was marvelous. The water is freezing because well, it's the North Sea and is way too north to even think it could be luke-warm. The train ride back was fun and entertaining as we just laughed the whole way back. Then I finished reading a book and got to catch up on my sleep. It's so nice to wake up without an alarm clocking quacking at me.
Today in a secret event, that can later be discussed, we went outside. I decided to take a selfie with a goose. Well apparently you aren't supposed to look a goose in the eye. First mistake. Second breaking off eye contact. Third being with people who were afraid of geese. Well the goose decided we were all up in his space and decided to charge at us. When that happened the like 7 people I was with all fled in different directions screaming and jumping onto things. Apparently they had forgotten geese can fly. That goose continued to follow us around outside and then could sense us through the windows of the manor and was ready for us to come out and he would attack. Yup I now know that if a goose attacks they would try to eat me and that I am never looking a goose in the eye again.
Well after all the excitement and loveliness of this weekend I should do my homework. Maybe or take another buzzfeed quiz or two. Oh wait I saw something earlier I wanted to look at...
That's what this semester is, exploring buzzfeed while exploring the world.
Bise Bise
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