England Day 2

Day Two in England physically hurt getting up for.

Man, this Jet lag is killin’ my vibe, but it was definitely worth it!

So I got up and stumbled into the bathroom and fumbled with the knobs and dials in the shower… there were a lot more than I had anticipated.

My 3 minutes shower turned into a 12 minute crash course on British water works.

Finally Rik and I got downstairs and went to breakfast in our hotel. It was actually REALLY good! But as you may or may not know, I enjoy eggs of all kinds so that wasn’t too hard.

We took the tube down to the train station and then took the train to Salisbury (yes, like the steak… EXACTLY like the stake)

Once we got to Salisbury, we got on a double decker bus and took the far too narrow streets down through beautiful green and amazingly yellow (due to flowers) fields until we hit the top of the hill and low and behold arrived at Stone Henge!

This place was like nothing I had ever seen before, It was a bunch of rocks, yet it was so curious and in such an order that one could not help but drop a jaw and oooh and aww (Props to Dr. Seuss for my rhyming skills) I have a theory that someone from the future went back in time and used advanced technology to lay the stones the way they were just to play a prank on us… I’d do it!

After that, we went back to the quaint little town of Salisbury and at some Fish… ate some chips (which are actually fries! Yeah! We call them French Fries, they call them chips! Crisps are the things that we like to dip in salsa and eat coated with BBQ powder during the Super bowl and other major sporting events that we enjoy on the Tele.) and went to the Salisbury Cathedral. Actually, that’s a lie, Rachel and I first went to the other tall towering spire thinking that was the cathedral we were meeting at to find we were sadly mistaken and going to be late, so we yelled out “Bollocks!” and turned around to find the other one.

The Salisbury Cathedral was amazing! Its architecture was so detailed and fine-tuned that one’s mind cannot help but be blown, and since I am a one and not a two, my mind was in pieces.

After that, we took the train a little further down to the Roman Bath’s! This was pretty entertaining and interesting, though the water was so rank! We tried to get Kent to jump in, but he wouldn’t have it (he claims that Bail money would have been too expensive, psshh)

After the bath’s, we had some time to kill, so Jim told us to return in a couple of hours and that he was going to see the Victoria Art Gallery and if anyone wanted to go with him they could. I decided that could be fun, so I accompanied him, however our first mission was issued by his wife to have us indulge in some Hot Chocolate. I claimed that it tasted just like what we get in the little baggies around winter time rather than melted down milky chocolaty goodness, but after a few more sips, I was proven wrong and it was quite delicious. Jim then gave me half of his Turkish delight, which I will definitely have to go find more of, and him and I set off to find the gallery.

One hour later, we had not found this gallery.

Whether or not this place ACTUALLY exists is still a question on my mind, but we followed sign’s (which pointed in different directions), the guidance of the owner of the Hobgoblin Pub, an acquaintance of his who overheard our question, and my London to Go app on my iphone and STILL could not find this place. We instead found a Chapel that was housing some kind of what looked like girl scout ceremony with color guard flags and a cluttered memorial wall, but never did we find the gallery.

We then had dinner at the Lion and the Lamb pub with Rik and Shawn, met back with the others, got on the train to Paddington Station (yes, where Paddington bear is from, there was a statue also!) and then to the subway and back home… (yes, our own Bailey Hotel on Gloucester Road is my London home)

Tomorrow’s mission: PARIS, FRANCE! The LOUVRE BABY!

And thank you Rik! As I sit here in bed, he is telling me about Gypsy’s and how I’m gonna get my stuff stolen tomorrow… frick town!

To Be Continued.