The bits and pieces, pain and joy that we call Life. And books. Lots of books. And movies. And this chair. That's all I need. Oh, I need this desk lamp.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
the Cotswolds and surrounds
From top to bottom:
1. Gloucester Cathedral
2. The cathedral's vaulted interior of the cloisters, where Harry Potter scenes were shot
3. Flour mills on Avon River in Tewkesbury (I think)
4. Norman church with stocks in the garden, outside Tewkesbury
5. Milly Molly Mandy-style house in Prestbury, the village of Cheltenham where I was staying with my friend and her parents. Long story. I only found out on almost the last day about it being the most haunted village in England. I insisted we take the dogs for a ghost walk, hoping they would pick up on the weird feelings. Nothing happened.
Labels:
Cheltenham,
ghosts,
Gloucester,
Milly Molly Mandy house,
Prestbury,
thatched roofs,
the Cotswolds
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Hey, I am back
Got back Sunday night, and promptly starting sneezing as soon as off the plane (swine flu? bird flu? Ebola? hayfever?) and then got my period the next day, so I'm in a fine old state. Jet lagged and bleeding and sniffling and sneezing but apart from all that, everything is very good.
The trip was amazing. We saw lots of art, lots of wonderful buildings, ate lots of cake in Vienna especially (but Cake of the Trip was in Berlin), caught some trains, walked and walked and walked, bought some stuff, walked some more.
The trip home was endless though it was a Qantas 380 and boy, what a sweet ride. I have turned into a plane nerd. I was watching the satellite thingy, and the plane-cam thingy as we were coming in to land in Melbourne. I could see lightning - forked - on the horizon beyond the airport, and it was like a movie being able to see the runway all lit up. Some people might think it would feed the anxiety (I have become a more anxious flyer as I've gotten older) but for me it helps.
I'll organise to get some photos up near but not too many I promise, cause that's fucking boring, seeing someone's travel shots. Just a small selection, promise.
So, how are you all? What's new? Tell me EVERYTHING.
The trip was amazing. We saw lots of art, lots of wonderful buildings, ate lots of cake in Vienna especially (but Cake of the Trip was in Berlin), caught some trains, walked and walked and walked, bought some stuff, walked some more.
The trip home was endless though it was a Qantas 380 and boy, what a sweet ride. I have turned into a plane nerd. I was watching the satellite thingy, and the plane-cam thingy as we were coming in to land in Melbourne. I could see lightning - forked - on the horizon beyond the airport, and it was like a movie being able to see the runway all lit up. Some people might think it would feed the anxiety (I have become a more anxious flyer as I've gotten older) but for me it helps.
I'll organise to get some photos up near but not too many I promise, cause that's fucking boring, seeing someone's travel shots. Just a small selection, promise.
So, how are you all? What's new? Tell me EVERYTHING.
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