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Lemon curd is really good on toast.
10/29/2007 2:48 am Last Read: |
Well, it is morning in Lewes. Pronounced LEW-IS, like Emmanuel, not LOO-SE, like the Colorado Rockies. My gods, what was the score of the first game, like 13- ?!?! Yay Socks! Anyway! The trip here was a fucking MESS! Delayed plane, switched gates, crazy connections, drunk whiskey stinking asshole on a packed flight with crying babies....then a sprint and not one but TWO wild electric cart rides across Pittsburgh airport... to just barely make my connection ... TO THE WRONG PLANE. Yep. I almost wound up flying to Dublin. No fucking shit. Whew. But I am here now in Lewes, which is a sweet little town. What I have seen if it, which is not much, because most of the past 2 days have been spent in long meandering esoteric and historical discussions of many and varied topics. And lots of cuddling, and even some naughty adult type behaviours. WHO knew. I did walk, in the gloaming, drizzlish rainy evening up to this...um ..... ancient chalk pit. Do not get me wrong, it was fucking lovely. But woods at night always Blair Witch Project my ass, which is pretty pathetic. Tim was very sweet about it though. Today we are supposed to go into Brighton, and this evening is Writer's Salon. Um, which consists of me being made to write, which is great!  I'd had one potential social engagement that did not pan out as I was so massively fucking jet-lagged (a result of not sleeping for about a day and a half AND the time assault) and we did NoT quite fir into my friend's schedule. That and, because of some mysterious issue on their end, they felt comfortable only inviting me over for tea. Which felt kind of weird to me, as I really did;'t want to turn to my host and be all "Right. Bye!" because it just felt odd to me. The wonderful thing about staying in a home when you travel is that you can feel the deeper rhythms of the place while staying. The deeper vibrations also include sticker shock when shopping at Tesco. OH my fucking GODS I am having withdrawal from Pepsi!!!!! Shit is, I shit you not, over two bucks a can.....WHEN YOU BUY IT AT THE STORE. I might be exaggerating, but only by a few fucking p. Man, everything is reeeeeely expensive here. Even if you follow the sage advice: "Avoid the hurt: don't convert!" while making your purchases, it still is like "Hm...that is a bit much ..." then your brain goes "Psst....the exchange rate is 2/1" then you scream in your head, but then it isn't in your head and your friend is gazing bemusedly at you as you rant about the price of soda. Or something like that. The sun was out briefly this morning, which is nice, because it has been generally overcast. That which I have been awake to see has been, anyway. OK! Time to get this day rolling, I suppose.  Mollena
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10/29/2007 4:46 am |
Lewes is a nice little town... I've been there several times to do genealogical work at the castle (worth seeing if you have been there already) it houses the local branch of the SAS!!! (that's the Sussex Archaeological Society) hope you have a nice time... regardless of exchange rates 
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10/29/2007 5:38 pm |
Enjoy Lewes!   
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