Classes? What classes?



Okay, one week of classes gone, two field trips and I am completely tuckered out. I never realized how many pages of notes you can take in three hours of class. Two papers due next week, one of which is the art history essay, 10 pages, 50% of my mark :o Egads!

The picture is from the bathroom at ASDA, the huge Walmart-ish store owned by...Walmart. Except that they sell fresh produce and have a liquor aisle. We took the ISC minibus there last week for food (bought HobNobs and popcorn).

Friday, everyone went to London for a Jack the Ripper walking tour and to see The Tempest at the Globe theatre. Walking tour slightly boring, the Globe was alightly awesome (standing yard tickets, 2 hours long). Miranda was played by a guy in a nightgown, and Caliban looked they way Antonio-the-gay-pirate-from-Twelfth-Night should have looked, ha ha. The coach buses here must be higher than the ones in Canada because lots of people had motion sickness (me included). Looks like I'll need that Gravol after all.

Saturday, art history trip to Canterbury Cathedral. After walking around London all day yesterday, getting out of bed that morning was not entirely appealing, but I did anyway. Cold rainy windy day, but the cathedral was indeed very breathtaking, pointy, old, etc. We went to a pub (The Jolly Sailor) in the afternoon, cos it's England and everyone's doing it.

There are now ducklings wandering the Castle grounds. Eeee!