Most days since I got to England I wake up and don’t know
what to expect. Today that was
most definitely true. I got on a bus at seven in the morning sort of knowing
where it was going to take me.
Here I will tell you what I figured out.
Glastonbury Abbey.
We had a tour guide that none of us believe was sober and that all of us
were surprised when they noticed the wedding ring that he was wearing. Basically Henry VIII destroyed it
mostly and some monks thought that they found the graves of King Arthur and
Guinevere and then used that as their claim to fame and a way in which they
could get money to try and fix the abbey after the fire that occurred before
Henry VIII’s little temper tantrum.
Tintagel. HOLY CRAP we were at the beach today (kinda), we
saw the ocean and it was so beautiful and windy and I am so surprised I didn’t
slip and fall down one of the cliffs, given how clumsy and uncoordinated I has
proven to be in the past. But
don’t worry mom, I was not among the group members that got right along the
edge or sat on it with their feet hanging off that edge. But I want to go back to Hawaii
again. It’s been what like three
months since we were last there? THAT IS TOO LONG!
Well my life is basically like John Tucker Must Die. I am now in a hotel with all my
classmates. Wanna hear about the
hotel? Of course you do! It smalls like dead gramdmas and looks like those dead
grandmothers decorated the place.
I am expecting ghosts to come out of the walls and spite me for writing
these messages. Our rooms have a twin and a double bed. Why???
But I am here watching the BRIT awards, moping a bit because
I am not in London at the O2 seeing all the celebs enter, but crying because I
am so proud of my boys for winning Global Success. LOVE YOU BABES. But for real Addison I miss watching award
shows with you.
ttyl,
Kelsie
No comments:
Post a Comment