So yesterday I went to the sea, with Stacey and Bernie. Clacton on sea. To the pier, to play some games.
on the 2p machines I won some key rings and a plastic elephant, he is now my Clacton elephant.
it was really nice, i had great food (REAL fish and chips, and a WHIPPY WITH A FLAKE. BE JEALOUS) and generally had a really good time, we fed our chips to little birds, and I yelled at a couple pigeons.
It was a nice, relaxing day. Until we headed home. Or at least... tried to.

We got lost on the country roads, we were trying to find Hadleigh, but for some reason couldn't. We got TO the sea fine, but going back was just beyond us. We ended up in a place called Dedham twice. How? I have no idea, a vortex or something must have opened up! And then we found Boxted, the GHOST TOWN i dubbed it, because it didn't exist on our map! hahah

We passed lik 12 churches called St. Mary's, and I asked why she got all of the churches, why not any of the other saints? and Stace replied with "Mary was a greedy cow!" I replied with "New church? DIBS! DIBS! IT'S MINE. MARY'S!"

"But Mary! You get ALL the churches? What about St Jude? Doesn't he deserve one?"

"NO! I CALLED IT!"

You know me, blasphemous as always. So we continued to make Mary jokes, we passed a town called St Mary's something, and made jokes about how now she has a WHOLE TOWN.

It was too funny, bernie was navigating, and stacey was turning the wrong way, the complete opposite way we wanted to go, we ended up on the same stretch of hi way that we took to get TO the sea, instead of where we wanted to go... which was AWAY from the sea.

Finally, we find Hadleigh, where after all of that we HAD to stop for a pint. I love that about england, if you order alcohol early in the afternoon, no one looks at you funny.

Anywho, that was my day yesterday. =]

Beaaach

Going to the beach tomorrow with two friends.
Can't wait.

Will post photos when I can. =]

oooh

Heading off to Ireland in the beginning of October.
Should be nice. =]

flights con't

Alright, let's continue on.

Iceland went by in a flash, I went through customs, knowing I had to be on the plane in a very short time, it was cutting really close and yet I STILL got distracted by giftshops...
So after going in and looking at shot glasses and mittens it clicked that I HAD TO LEAVE. Silly me. So really there wasn't enough time for the polar bears to get me. bahaha

The flight to England from Iceland was about 2.5 hours.

OH! On the way to Iceland I sat between a Swedish lady and a Canadian Lady who lived in Sweden, and had a really great time talking to both of them. They were really nice. And I ended up in line with the Canadian turned Swedish lady and we chatted until separated after security. Made that 6 hour flight nice. =]

So I get to London... Heathrow... good lord. Follow the crowds! works wonders. Once i got to customs I had to explain why I only had a one way ticket, I was warned I might get hassled, but I showed my birth certificate stating that my parents were both born in England, and all was well, the lady just had to call my dad and clear some things up.

Drive back to my dad's took around 2.5 hours... so by the end I was really tired. But I knew if I went to bed at 3 pm I would never get over jet lag... I passed out just before 9 that night. Up for abour 27 hours? I think I did the math right.

First day was a lazy day, my Nan came to visit, and I just spent time with my family.
actually... the first couple of days were lazy, yesterday was the first time i did something.
I went to colchester, went charity shopping, got jeans and a vintage canon camera!! A Canon AE-1. google it. =]

I woke up today and no one is here... It's almost 3 pm and I'm still in my pajamas. =P
It was raining, but now it's cleared up and I'm going to get dressed and go play with my camera.

I really hope I don't get lost... =]

tiiiiiired

I am tired, I have to call my mum, and I just don't have the energy to write,
but I'll update with the complete adventure of my flight(s) asap.
<3

I wrote this on Word while waiting in Toronto:

I can’t seem to get an internet connection, so I’m going to post this later.
Toronto airport was surprisingly easy to navigate through, the flight wasn’t bad, except for the annoying man who sat behind me, the poor lady he was sitting next to, he regaled his life story to her, about his girlfriend, his favorite hockey team, his uncle in Edmonton… blah blah blah.
He was annoying, and he kept kicking the back of my seat.

I had an emotional moment at the beginning of it all, I was crying slightly in my seat, one pf the stewards asked me if I was okay, nice man.

Looks like my flight is about to board… oh no wait. just certain people.

I keep having this feeling that I forgot something vital, I don’t think I did, but who knows with me.

I got to Toronto, and navigated my way through the place, got confused once and had to ask where to go, the man at the customer service counter told me that he liked my ohm, and pointed me in the right direction. We are now friends. Whether or not he knows it. =]

Still… dreading the polar bears.

This place is all glass, I’ll post a photo later.


It’s getting dark… moving forward in time is CRAZY SHIT!

I need coffee… not enough time.


Well… there’s my rambling. Gotta go.
=]

Got my paws on some luggage today.
Tomorrow I will begin washing all of my clothing, and packing stuff.
My flight is coming up sooner than I realized it was.
=]

Said goodbye to my friends today, sad...

I love you all.

guh

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