Monday, October 19, 2009

The Second Star to the Right

So on Saturday (after Cheesy pop, let me add) at oh-Dark-Thirty in the morning (and by that I mean 4 am) I caught a bus to the airport and a 650 flight to LONDON!! Due to a ryanair debacle, Kate met me in London at my friend kesley's flat (she is studying abroad at Kings College). Then we started our 48 hour whirlwind tour of London. We walked down Southbank and saw the Globe Theatre. Kate and I went up to the London Eye. I think it is cool how wherever I go I find places that make me feel like Im on top of the world. It was an incredible 360 degree veiw of the city.

After the Eye we saw a sign for a Beatles exhibit at the Movieum- a museum about British film, and if we didnt do so many cool things while we were in London, I would say it was the coolest thing we did. There were mini bios about all of these film stars lining the walls. It also had the original costumes of so many great stars! For example: Russell Crowe's battle Armor from Gladiator, Christopher Reeve's superman suit, Ron and Harry and Hermione robes, and DARTH VADER!!! hello awesomness! Oh, and Harrison Ford's body cast from the Empire Strike's back, saw it!! so freakin cool! there were also images of the beatles. By far the coolest museum ever. Anywho...

after the movieum, we walked along Parliament and saw Westminister Abbey. We (and by we I mean Kate) mastered the Tube up to Notting Hill for the Portabello Road Market. We then meandered back to Leichester Square for theatre tickets, and we saw Les Miserables. Oh my stars. Those who know me know that when I see a fabulous musical that I get really happy and bubbley, and ramble. Oh yes, there was rambling. So great. Fabulous. Oh the magic of a power ballad! After the show, Kate and I met up with Kesley, Lauren Shore (another girl from UNC), and two of their friends for dessert. it was a chill night, but it is what I needed after being up since Oh-Dark-Thirty.

On Sunday, we crossed the Millenium Bridge, hoping that the Death Eaters didnt come and tear it down, over to St. Pauls Cathedral. Then we went to the changing of the guard, where there were too many people, and scary policemen on horses yelling at everyone. But it was a touristy thing to do and therefore it had to be done. Because sunday was a beautiful day in London, Kate and I went strolling through the parks. And Peter Pan was our theme for the day.

First (completely on accident) we discovered the Lost Boys tree. I mean it was not official, but it was perfection. and of course, where there is a tree, I will climb it. it was amazing. I made a friend, Jake, who was 9. He coached me up the tree, where we both made it all the way to the top. It's kind of funny really, I didnt start climbing trees until I was about 18, because I am kid of chicken. So when I was struggling, kate was like "Do NOT make me call Dr and Mrs Hughes and tell them you fell out of a tree in London." But I didnt fall out. We kept strolling a found the Peter Pan statue in Kensington Park. And lo and behold, a dog slightly resembling Nana walked up. Kate's inner five year old was so happy.

After the Park tour we walked to Oxford St, one of the main shopping streets in London. I lost my Christmas Spirit a little, but it was an experience for sure. We walked down Baker Street (Sherlock Holmes anyone?) and then to Trafalgar Square to see it all lit up at night. Then for our final scene we wanted to see was big Ben like Peter Pan did. So we found it, and it was a sight. Kate imagined that Peter and Wendy were sitting on the hands of Big Ben. We didnt see the second star to the right either, however that oculd be because London is to bright to see any stars (and I did suggest transplanting Big Ben to Chapel Hill to remedy that situation...)

Kate and I caught the 1145 bus to Glasgow and rode all night to make it back in time for class on monday.

What a great weekend.

Until my next adventure,
love
Rach :)
xox

1 comment:

  1. Your type a personality didn't come out too much. It is hard to have family around when you aren't used to it. The key to that is "dont get used to it!"
    Love you
    Mom

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