Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Volcanoes and... absolutely nothing else, just volcanoes.

April 21, 2010

This is going to be brief… because I am freaking out. Stupid volcano is ruining everything. Not exactly how I thought my last week in London would go. But if things keep going the way they have been, I might be stuck in London until May 3rd! Not stuck, I’d be happy to stay in London a week longer, but I’d miss Italy. And part of me is so worried that this thing volcano is going to blow again (there is a sister volcano…) and I’ll get stuck in Italy if I go. Ugh. Every day we all wake up and immediately check if our flights are canceled or not. And then I check the BBC website for airport updates. We have to make like fifty plans for fifty different possibilities. It sucks. And I have history final and two papers due tomorrow! Yay!

So back to happier times before this giant invisible smoke monster above our heads ruined our lives. Sunday… we went shopping. At Spitalfields Market. Can’t get much better than that. And then we (Viv and I) went to see this really weird, but free art exhibit in Southwark. The entire room was pitch black and there were all these lasers around. It felt like a haunted house and I was terrified the entire time. Then, we came back to the flat to study. I had one exam, two papers, and a presentation all due the next day!

Monday… hmmm. I had that exam and presentation. Not fun, but now they are over with. But Monday night was much better. We took time off from studying and packing to eat at Sticky Fingers! It is this great American-style restaurant just off High Street Kensington that is owned by Bill Wyman of the Rolling Stones. The entire place resembles a Hard Rock CafĂ©, but dedicated only to the Rolling Stones and mostly Bill Wyman… right. It was a lot of fun. On Monday nights, they have a bunch of half price specials or else I don’t think we’d ever been able to eat there. I had tomato basil soup and here, tomato soup is so thick, it is basically tomato sauce warmed up in a big bowl with a soupspoon. Yum!

Tuesday was a bit more exciting. We went to Harrod’s! And spent most of our time in the food halls looking at all the delicious grub. They didn’t play Willy Wonka as went up the escalators this time. The entire place was empty because we went rather early. The whole place was pretty sad and lonely. Like those times when you were a kid and you were terrified of getting locked in the department store when it closed at night. I was anyway! I remember losing my mom at Shopko once and sitting down with my “What Would Jesus Do?” bracelet in the electronics department and praying I would make it out before they locked up for the night. Nightmare! Off track… Harrods was good. After, we met for art history class at the Barbican, which is this really strange mix of buildings that serve all different purposes that are not related at all. For some reason, they lumped them all together and called them “The Barbican”. Sure. We saw an art exhibit there with live birds flying around, landing on guitars and cymbals hooked up to amps. These tiny birds making this huge noise as they sat around on the guitar string and ate birdseed out of the cymbals. It was pretty cool!

And that was pretty much my week. Boring, but busy at the same time. London was kind of a ghost town this whole week and weekend. Everyone stuck out that wants to get in and everyone stuck in that would rather be anywhere but here. If I could pronounce the name of that stupid volcano, I would. And then I’d rhyme it with a swear word and maybe write a hykoo about my frustration with volcanic ash. Ugh. So, I’ll probably be back soon or not for a while. Depends on if our flight leaves on Friday. We’ll see, we’ll see.

Cheers,
Kelly

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