Sunday, 27 May 2012
Today was our very last day in England. We got up early and took the train to Gattwick after being driven by a very frazzled cab driver. After this we waited around for our gate number; for awhile we thought the flight was delayed, then boarded the plane and settled in for the nine hour flight. Three movies, a nap, and in depth conversation with the person next to me we were home.
We took the return six hour train ride to London, which just seemed kind of sad and drab after being in St. Ives. It was surprisingly warm when we got back and we were got to wear shorts for the first time on the trip. We said goodbye to Katie and Mary at the train station and the rest of us had one last dinner together. We didn't do much that night except pass out as soon as our heads hit our pillows.
Wednesday, 16 May 2012
whereLeonard ate when he lived at Monks House. The fish and chips were amazing and just what we needed to help us get through the rest of the day. We also visited Charleston which was where Vanessa, Clive, Duncan, and their children lived. Every surface had been painted in some fashion giving the house a quirky yet beautiful look. The rooms were full of books and I was really upset that we couldn't take pictures of the inside. The last room we saw was the studio where everyone let out a collective gasp when we entered. Once again there was art everywhere and the smell of clay was still in the air. The paintings that were there were beautiful and the space was full of light and inspiration. Unfortunately we had to catch the the train so we did not get to spend a lot of time in the gardens, but they definitely rivaled those of Monks House. We all agreed that if we lived in England we would have a country home like one of these where we could escape the hustle and bustle of the city.
Tuesday, 15 May 2012
Monday, 14 May 2012
Today was another very busy day here in England. We started out following the path of Mrs. Dalloway. We walked the winding streets of Westminster where we visited the Dean's Yard and saw the boys from the choir school playing "football". Everyone thought they looked adorable in their suits but not as classy as their high school counterparts. The original plan was to go inside the Westminster Abbey, but the line was practically wrapped around the building so we decided to skip it. From here we walked down Victoria and saw a statue that perfectly embodied the spirit of Mrs. Dalloway: a woman's face with flowers bursting out of her head (according to us she only thought about flowers and parties and stopped at Subway and Starbucks on her walks). The next stop was St. James park which was full of yellow-capped school children taking a tour. The view of Buckingham Palace was supposed to be wonderful from the bridge, but unfortunately the building was covered in scaffolding in preparation for the Games and the Jubilee. From here we followed Malboro St. to Picadilly, which apparently used to be full of gentlemen's clubs. Green Park was next on the tour where we stopped an admired the Bird Cage Walk. (I conjecture that she liked to walk here because of the paradox of being free and yet being in cage at the same time). In the distance we saw the changing of the guard at Buckingham and I gave a smashing reenactment if I do say so myself. We also walked by Queen Anne's Gate and got buffeted by the Oxford Street "tide". To finish off our day a visit to Regent's Park and the British Library gave us a grand finale. The British Library was full of treasures like the Hyde Park Gate News, Woolf's notebook for The Hours, Jk Rowling manuscripts, the Alice's Adventures that were given to Alice Lodell, Wordsworth, Beehtoven's music, To the Lighthouse and so much more. The Wastelands to Wonderlands exhibit was a great way to end another great day.