Day Seventy-One::British Library/HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY

So I honestly questioned if St. Patrick's day is even a thing over here.  I had assumed, but there was a severely disappointing lack of green attire among the locals.  I am hoping that they admired by green instead of laughed in their minds because I was actually participating in a highly Americanized ritual of adorning oneself in green garments while honoring whatever small fraction of Irish heritage one has by proclaiming "KISS ME I'M IRISH", a saying that still does not make much sense to be.  (Update, I googled it and it all makes sense now, it has to do with the Blarney Stone, obvi).

To celebrate the occasion (there is a chance that I am a part Irish, like my dad has red hair, that has to count for something) I went to the British Library while decked out in my cute and moderately St. Patrick's-ey outfit, not entirely knowing what I would see.  But holy crap! I saw so much.  From one of the copies of the Magna Carta to sketches by Da Vinci, and Michelangelo, and Durer.  It had Lyrics written by the Beatles in their own handwriting and Tess of the u'Ubervilles written in Thomas Hardy's script and a handwritten copy of one of Sylvia Plath's poem's.  I saw so many cool things there, and when I didn't even know what to expect, it was almost overwhelming.

Continuing the non-Irish theme of this year's St. Patrick's Day (I realized that it just isn't St. Patrick's Day without green food coloring) I indulged on some Canadian poutine, created by our Canadian expert, Ryan (RYAN LOOK YOU'VE FINALLY BEEN MENTIONED ON THE BLOG)!! I enjoyed it.  That may just be saying that I am seriously desperate at this point, or maybe I am just a very open-minded person, idk.

Have a good craic,
Kelsie