Thursday, July 28, 2005
OK, I promise I'll post tomorrow.
Monday, July 18, 2005
OK, So I lied a little.
I said I wasn't going to post for six days, but today (from L'Abri) I'm making an exception, because of this wicked-sweet photo by Cameron, taken at the Tchai Ovna Tea Rooms in Glasgow, one of my favorite little places in all of Scotland.
(That's tobacco, by the way. Nothing more.)
High fives to Cam.
As for me, I'm off to the pub.
Friday, July 15, 2005
I'm not dead!
Nor have I forgotten you! Don't worry my pretties, I'm still alive and well in Birmingham, England. (Hollywood, if you want specifics, but I'm seeing a distinct lack of Maps for Homes of the Stars here, though Pete did try and convince me that Sean Penn lives across the street.)
Fun is in the process of being had. Pints of beer with Pete's church friends, the grilling that entailed ("Have you ever shot anyone? Do you agree with elephant poaching? Is Pete romantic? Are you insane?"), two BBQs, SERIOUS croquet, hillwalking in the Malverns, accompanying sunburn, stroll in Stratford-on-Avon, show at The Swan by the Royal Shakespeare Company....all good times so far. I'll eventually give you the full run-down. Today we're off to Oxford and lunch at the Eagle and Child before Pete drops me off at L'Abri...So you won't be hearing from me for ANOTHER six days or so, but rest assured I'm in good hands.
(I actually kinda miss some of you.)
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Just so you know...
I'm safe and well in Edinburgh. I got a few emails and messages from people who wanted to make sure I was okay. I'm well away from the London bombs (obviously) and we were warned about the riots on Monday for literally months in advance. Any locals who ventured into town on that day just weren't paying attention - and hadn't been for ages. So I just stayed well away from city centre and enjoyed a lovely cup of tea at my cafe, enjoyed my two days of peace before more crazy fun with Peter and Mom.
And Pete of course is well and safe too. He finished working in London at Wimbledon on Monday and was back in Birmingham that day, coming up here for Thursday morning. (I was extremely happy that these didn't happen when Pete was in London - though he cycled for transport, rather than busing or taking the Tube, so it would have been extremely unlikley, especially at that time of day, that he'd have been in danger.)
And we're having a great time. Pete and I have been showing Mom the sights and sounds of Edinburgh, including a lively jaunt to the prestigious Opal Lounge, popular haunt of such celebrities as Beyonce, Justin Timberlake, and Prince William himself, so they say. (We saw no such celebs that night, however.) It's generally quite lovely to have three of my favorite people together in one flat for a few days.
Mom and I had a great time to ourselves last night too, since Pete has been at a Stag Party since yesterday, and Ruth was too tired to join us at the bar. Nothing link drinks with your mom to make a night worthwile.
Oh, and did I mention I graduated from college today? Hurrah!
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
The Make Poverty History March was on Saturday.
225,000 people showed up.
The only celebrities to show up were surprises to us all. (Though I was more than happy to see Eddie Izzard and Gael Garcia Bernal.)
We didn't enter a lottery for tickets.
We didn't go for the music.
Yet somehow, we managed to barely make a blip on the international media radar.
Thanks, Mr. Geldof.
In any case, Abe, Lori and I had a great weekend.
Have some photos.