i rather like english beer. pimms is good too. i honestly can't taste the alcohol in it.
we got half the day off friday, so a couple of us bought big red bus tickets (£20!). st. paul's is the pimp daddy of cathedrals. we were lucky enough to go in during a choir service. the whole thing felt very spiritual...solemn but joyous. gothic architecture is such the manifestation of religious feeling. i didn't say a word the whole time i was inside. awesome.
other notes about london: boy do they love their clocks. and the town mascot is a dragon. there's a murder of ravens living in the tower of london, and rumor has it that if they fly away, the whole of london will crumble. brits claim to be unsuperstitious, but who can blame them for hedging...they've clipped the wings of the birds to make sure they never leave. !!! could you begin to imagine something like that happening in the states?!!
saturday, dave (an aussie) and i went to stratford upon avon. there's currently a two day rave called global gathering happening there, so we were treated to sights of very weird people on the train. girls would wear bikinis and hairy, purple boots. shorts revealed many a buttock. except for the sluttiness, they reminded me a lot of japanese goths. the journey there took us 3 hours, so our first order of business was to hunt down a good pub lunch: steak and ale pies with local beer. my best meal in london. the hunger helped, but the pie was flaky, the meat was tender...what the fuck did we lose when we got our independence?
in swan theater has a box full of costumes for us to peruse. fun fun fun! i, of course, chose the knight and i muscled david into the faery costume.
we also saw shakespeare's birthplace and his burialplace. did i mention i love stained glass windows?
people say americans are dicks, but i bet they've never met a brit. even the people who are paid to be helpful are bitches. and how!