In recent news, neither Tea nor I are currently in England. Tea is in Ireland with a classmate and I am in Germany visiting family. we still haven't been able to up.oad pictures to our blog yet, which is why we have been neglecting to update. We've gotten a bit tired of sitting for hours waiting for a single photo to upload and then not uploading. I'll do a more explanitive update as soon as I dan - perhaps before I go swimming later today. 

Anyway, we miss you all lots, and wish we could have brought everyone over with us so you could experience all the cool stuff too!

Bye for now,

Crumpet

Tea's week in Review

So this week has been a busy one for us-- wait,  it's been -how- long since we left? We're still a little jetlaggy. I suspect we'll be like that for a long time. So let's try to summarize! If blogger and my tablet can cooperate anyway.  So my apologies for typos that are immensely difficult to fix. Firstly, we went to the Sherlock Holmes museum on Baker street. It was fantastic, but not for the reasons you might think. Lining up, you have to have someone hold your place in the queue (if you're clever) while someone else picks up tickets in the giftshop (about 8 pounds, for the record), which is where the real magic starts. What language would you like the tickets in? English? Japanese? Chinese? Italian? The maid-costumed workers mutter to each-other about needing more Korean and Taiwanese and French tickets while one busily attends two person's shopping at once, and a second attends to queries and restocking. Pens, deerstalkers, modern-BBC-Sherlock Cluedo (That's Clue if you're American and wrong), chocolate coins for the kiddies, books, activity books, pipes and pipe tobacco, ties (which I would have bought had I reason to wear them, so many wonderful ties here!), all sorts of things. I bought a pen, a large postcard, and a button. So once you go back out to the queue, you can take pictures with the young man in the constable costume outside. Once inside, you can go from flight to flight in the tiny three-story (four if you count the attic which isn't much) museum looking at wax figures and signs about cases, and tons of memorabilia representing what Sherlock's flat would have looked like. I took tons of pictures, but uploading would be difficult. Crumpet is working on pictures from her camera. I took pictures of silly details. The best part of the museum itself, though, is a big book in the third floor of a whole bunch of very recent letters to Sherlock Holmes, at least one dated at December 2012. I love that some children -most seemed to be from China!- or perhaps even young adults can still put their faith and problems on Sherlock Holmes. On an entirely different note, we went to Greenwich (pronounced 'Grenitch') and both picked up Moriarty's tourist hat, on a whim. It wan't a bad price, and we're suckers for good supervillains. Today we went to a pub with the professor, because even he didn't want to walk in the snow. It was nice, and on a boat. He bought us drinks, which led to nice discussions about drinks and drinking habits, and eventually to other fun discussions. I had half a pint of Guinness, as did Crumpet. She didn't like it, I didn't mind it. Mind you, pub crawls are part of our curriculum in the program -these pubs can date back centuries- and the professors keep an eye on students. Nobody got up to trouble. Next time I'll try cider. Mostly, I was there for the conversation and amusing anecdotes. I'm quite fond of our professors, they're very fun to listen to, particularly our two native English (British?) Professors. They have a great sense of humour. Anyway, hope all's well in the states! Missing home, and yes mum, I'm eating well. Finishing my dinner and all that. The host family is lovely, and I'm doing quite well I think. Have a good whatever time it is there! Good evening from London!