i’ll be back, london


Day 20
24th Jul, Tuesday

j and i joined a day tour!
and off we went to winsdor castle, the roman baths and stonehenge!

we had a really cool tourguide, he could speak japanese fluently, and he was scruffy (always a plus!). he dressed up too! me being me, i realised that he spoke japanese, the way one speaks english. he began sentences with “hai” all the time, i think it means “ok” in english?

“okay so….” – “hai blablabla” but it was really cute! he had his spiffy accents and all.

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woke up too early, think we slept at like 2ish and got up at 6? fell asleep on the bus oops

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the day was bright and sunny and warm. couldn’t have asked for more.

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there wasn’t much time, we wanted to see the guards again! plus the queen’s doll house was kinda creepy, sorry but i’m really terrified of dolls.. but her home was really… wow. let’s just say i could leave my phone around and then i’d have to get a new one.

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furry men! haah

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no pictures of the queen’s living quarters. but for size comparison.. her house is about the size of my living room. no biggie..

had sandwiches for lunch. ack. i don’t know if i can live on cold food… but it was not too bad i guess. smoked salmon..
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next stop: roman baths!

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no idea why the waters were neon green. i guess that’s where stablo gets their highlighter fluid from.

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the baths were.. not too bad i guess, we kinda rushed through it because there wasn’t enough time again ))= the water though, was shit omg haha i took a gulp and wanted to die. too.much.iron!

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video where men were massaging men..

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the terrible water!!! nearly gagged.

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roman ruins (=

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too cute!! hoot

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there was this park, and people brought their own mats and chairs and just chilled. life! this.is.it!

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with all the greenery i saw during the eurotrip i think my degree went down :p

last stop..
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super super excited.. haha. so now i can tell people.. “i went to visit the stonehenge! it rocked!” (see what i did there)

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people stole some rocks.. what were you intending to do with it? crazy.

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byebye rocks!

Day 21
25th Jul, Wednesday

museum day~ well sorta.

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took a stroll in their cbd.

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there was an artsy performance in the british museum.. and i didn’t get it. people were literally playing catching with each other, grabbing each other by the waists.. er.. :/

we went for the damien hirst exhibition! it was kinda good i guess. though some parts irked me. eg, cabinet full of medicine bottles. one room of cabinets with pills.. or solid coloured pots…

but there were other amazing things! like taking dead butterflies and making them into.. a huge ass ‘painting’, or the part where he split the cow into two.. and the sharks too.. really famous stuff. (= the most disturbing ones would have had to be the blackboard.. which were actually compressed dead houseflies.. or the carcas of a horned animal, and then he let the houseflies breed.. i felt so so sick looking at it..

went to the other exhibitions too!

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won’t deny, some are great, but the others make me go wth, i could’ve done it too..

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nope, not bauhaus.

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the wtf ones are.. well they blew my mind
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okay literature student mode turned on.
the grey, it represents confusion, a mix of dark and light, truth and lies. it makes one feel uncertain when they look at it. the emotions evoked, one can’t help but feel haunted by their past. their deep dark secrets they’ve tried to wash away but it still remains.

okay could go on for the whole day but you get the drift! OH wait, there’s one more!

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went for a few more exhibitions before we left in search for food. i’d love to go back again! and take my time just walking through the rooms..

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the running people again! okay maybe i just don’t understand modern art..

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street performance! they were all in brightly coloured clothes. females were dancing and singing, males were playing instruments.

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settled at this mex place for lunch. j saw it the first day we arrived and wanted to try it
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went home for a break, and then went out for our last night! the london wonderground!

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caught a burlesque performance.. now i’m really kinda confused as to what burlesque constitutes.. i was hoping to see more dancing and singing.. rather than acrobatics.. the girls were quite skinny i guess, so that was fine. i felt that the best part of the show was when the emcee came out and talked.. :/ that said, london’s crowd is really TAME. no one cheered or whistled. terrible! the atmosphere was kinda dead…

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the grounds were fairly small, with about 3 rides.. but still, pretty cool.
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no prizes for guessing who the sponsor was(=

took a stroll by the waters! loved it.
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a la big ben

the london eye was blue and so… i got pretty excited and happy about it. pretty!
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Day 22
26th Jul, Thursday

woke up really early because we had to catch a flight for our next leg, and we had to take the train to the airport! made worse because this was the day before the olympics, and it was reported that there was gonna be a strike.. but it was alright in the end! (=

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