Hi, So on Wednesday I arrived at the university of Southampton, lugging my 70lb suitcase along-- literally dreading every flight of stairs I came across.
I settled into my room, did some ASDA shopping and got orientated with the NOC- National Oceanographic Center-- which is an hour bus away from my residence hall.
Southampton is a very beautiful city, water, houses, and really good shopping.
A group of friends of mine have made friends with the pub owner down the street which is nice since he gave us drinks on the house.
George "surprised" me and showed up on friday afternoon :) and Stayed until today.
Friday night, one of the girls who goes to Southampton who studied at UNCW last year took us to a club/bar called Revolution. It was a really nice club-- free entry. 36 flavors of shots, and lots of different cocktails and such. We danced for a few hours and then caught a cab home.
Yesterday was pretty busy, doing a LOT of grocery shopping and general wandering about. Went to the pub for the Manchester United game vs Southampton Saints. The Saints were up for most of the game (I know surprising!) But of course ManU came up and scored the winning goal. I still think a game in which you play for an hour and a half and only 3 goals/points are scored is a waste of time. But the atmosphere was definitely an experience.
Today was Fish and Chips and taking George back to the train station :(
Classes start tomorrow! And I FINALLY have my timetable worked out. Yippeeee!!!
But tomorrow is Introduction to Marine Molecular Biology-- I am very excited!
Tuesday is Coastal and Estuarine Studies
Thursday is Ecological Processes of the Marine Benthos
(and then benthos and Molbio on friday)
Sorry this has been a catch-up post. Will post a bunch of pictures tomorrow/ update more by the end of the week on my classes!!
Sara
Sunday 30 January 2011
Friday 28 January 2011
Paris: The Final Chapter
On the last day in Paris, we packed up our bags and put them in a luggage storage to pickup later for our train.
We went to Champ Elysees and walked up and down the street going in the Fancy shops and car dealerships. Saw the Arc de Triomph and watched the Chaos for a while.
I was Honestly shocked that there was not an accident in the 40 minutes we were standing there.
After that, we found a french supermarket, and bought two bottles of champagne (one was 1 euro) a bottle of orangina, two cans of real Kronenburg, two dry sausages (asbsolutely delicious) and two things of cheese. Stuffed this all between bags we were carrying and my backpack-- and treked back to our hotel to unload, reload and head to the train.
I got into a little bit of a snag at border control because they were not happy that I had been in the UK for almost a month and that I was requesting a Visitor Visa for another 6 months-- and requested I change my flight so its a few days earlier -- which I may or may not do.
Once in London we travelled to georges house and then bright and early sunday morning, were back on the train to london to visit Long time Family friends of mine. Alex Ashbourne. She took us out for an amazing chinese lunch in China town. Cannot wait to see her again and her parents who I have know all my life.
Tomorrow -- Adventures by the sea without a Beach.
<3
We went to Champ Elysees and walked up and down the street going in the Fancy shops and car dealerships. Saw the Arc de Triomph and watched the Chaos for a while.
I was Honestly shocked that there was not an accident in the 40 minutes we were standing there.
We went to the St Denis Basillica after that. This Basilica is meant to be the first true gothic architecture in France. It is also the burial place of many Kings and Queens of France. Including Marie Antoinette. After george and I had a wander around the Church, we headed around to the necropolis. It was quite a site-- so many memorials of such influential people. I learned a lot of the time they did not bury the whole body sanctimoniously, but would memorialize just the heart of the person.
There were other graves which contained the long decomposed bodies of Kirsten Dunst... I mean Marie Antoinette.... and other "great" kings.
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| The Middle grave on the Left is dear Marie |
I got into a little bit of a snag at border control because they were not happy that I had been in the UK for almost a month and that I was requesting a Visitor Visa for another 6 months-- and requested I change my flight so its a few days earlier -- which I may or may not do.
Once in London we travelled to georges house and then bright and early sunday morning, were back on the train to london to visit Long time Family friends of mine. Alex Ashbourne. She took us out for an amazing chinese lunch in China town. Cannot wait to see her again and her parents who I have know all my life.
Tomorrow -- Adventures by the sea without a Beach.
<3
Wednesday 26 January 2011
Paris Day 2!
No Sleeping in on this trip! We had a bright and early start on the wonders of Paris. We made our way to Rue Mouffetard Market. All I heard was that it was a street market and had really no idea of what to expect.
We get off the metro and find our way to the Market. It was absolutely amazing, hot food, restaurants, fish markets with the most AMAZING fish, cheese, sausage, wine, pastry!!!! We found a little pastry stand and got some breakfast.
Now I must say you have never eaten a chocolate crossaint before if you have never eaten it fresh out of the oven in france!!!
That street market made me wish I could live there. Wake up every morning, go shopping for all my fresh foods, meats, cheeses, wine and have dinner for my family made from the freshest ingredients!. I feel that would be the ideal life for me--- of course with some diving and boating on the side ;)
We made our way to the Bastile, sat down at a cafe and looked over the river. We then decided to wander around a bit. We were following signs that lead to an Arsenal but when we got there, there was an exhibition on, I believe, modeling-- as in architecture.
There were complete models of Paris and hanging from the ceiling was another HUGE model of Les Halles shopping center to the Bastile- complete with metro routes underneath it. And printed on the floor was an aerial view that matched up to the model. It was absolutely amazing. George and I spent about 30 - 40 minutes in there. We didn't know at first that the model was of Les Halles, so we spent a while trying to look it up, and then figure out a path of how to get there.
We left, on our way to Les Halles, where George and I discovered this little tacky, retro shop-- complete with poker tables and furniture from the 1960s. As well as a ton of "Made in London" and Beatles stuff. As much as I love the Beatles I decided it would be sacrilegious to buy an Abbey Road wallet in Paris. George, however, fell in love with what can only be described as a Red Die Foot Stool. (photo to come)
There was a sale on it so he forked over the money to buy and carry this foot stool around with him all day.
We got to the area where Les Halles was, and again wandered around-- a theme for the day-- We grabbed some lunch, got stalked by an ADORABLE little white fluffball doggie-- who had a collar but no owner (I asked george if I can take him home, he said, "No")
Walked around George Pompidou Center which was really cool and really big.
FINALLY Found Les Halles and Walked around there for a while-- but really it was a glorified shopping center.
After our legs were thoroughly exhausted, It was time to head back to the hotel to drop our stuff off. I took a quick power nap. And then we Headed out for the Louvre. I will definitely need to go back there one day-- because it is absolutely MASSIVE and I did not get to see everythign I wanted, but I was starving and my legs hurt so bad. So we saw the Mona Lisa-- which was a lot bigger than I thought it was gonna be-- shocker right? The Nike, Ramses, Michael Angelo stuff and a ton of Jesus Paintings-- as I like to call them.
After the Louvre we went for dinner at a place called Cafe Saint Honore for a little fancy dinner. I got a "Ceasar Salad"-- quotations because this was no ceasar salad I have ever had before!! It was a beautiful bed of mixed greens/lettuce, roast chicken, avocado, green beans, sauteed mushrooms, i think corn, and smoked duck breast slices-- with a light creamy/lemony dressing. Absolutely AMAZING. Best thing I have ever eaten. We also had 8-10 euros worth of wine-- which was two "small" glasses. I don't think the french know what is considered a small glass, because what was served to me was a full out Sara Sized glass!
We headed back on the metro to the Hotel.
Day 3 tomorrow!
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<3
Sara
We get off the metro and find our way to the Market. It was absolutely amazing, hot food, restaurants, fish markets with the most AMAZING fish, cheese, sausage, wine, pastry!!!! We found a little pastry stand and got some breakfast.
Now I must say you have never eaten a chocolate crossaint before if you have never eaten it fresh out of the oven in france!!!
That street market made me wish I could live there. Wake up every morning, go shopping for all my fresh foods, meats, cheeses, wine and have dinner for my family made from the freshest ingredients!. I feel that would be the ideal life for me--- of course with some diving and boating on the side ;)
We made our way to the Bastile, sat down at a cafe and looked over the river. We then decided to wander around a bit. We were following signs that lead to an Arsenal but when we got there, there was an exhibition on, I believe, modeling-- as in architecture.
There were complete models of Paris and hanging from the ceiling was another HUGE model of Les Halles shopping center to the Bastile- complete with metro routes underneath it. And printed on the floor was an aerial view that matched up to the model. It was absolutely amazing. George and I spent about 30 - 40 minutes in there. We didn't know at first that the model was of Les Halles, so we spent a while trying to look it up, and then figure out a path of how to get there.
We left, on our way to Les Halles, where George and I discovered this little tacky, retro shop-- complete with poker tables and furniture from the 1960s. As well as a ton of "Made in London" and Beatles stuff. As much as I love the Beatles I decided it would be sacrilegious to buy an Abbey Road wallet in Paris. George, however, fell in love with what can only be described as a Red Die Foot Stool. (photo to come)
There was a sale on it so he forked over the money to buy and carry this foot stool around with him all day.
We got to the area where Les Halles was, and again wandered around-- a theme for the day-- We grabbed some lunch, got stalked by an ADORABLE little white fluffball doggie-- who had a collar but no owner (I asked george if I can take him home, he said, "No")
Walked around George Pompidou Center which was really cool and really big.
FINALLY Found Les Halles and Walked around there for a while-- but really it was a glorified shopping center.
After our legs were thoroughly exhausted, It was time to head back to the hotel to drop our stuff off. I took a quick power nap. And then we Headed out for the Louvre. I will definitely need to go back there one day-- because it is absolutely MASSIVE and I did not get to see everythign I wanted, but I was starving and my legs hurt so bad. So we saw the Mona Lisa-- which was a lot bigger than I thought it was gonna be-- shocker right? The Nike, Ramses, Michael Angelo stuff and a ton of Jesus Paintings-- as I like to call them.
After the Louvre we went for dinner at a place called Cafe Saint Honore for a little fancy dinner. I got a "Ceasar Salad"-- quotations because this was no ceasar salad I have ever had before!! It was a beautiful bed of mixed greens/lettuce, roast chicken, avocado, green beans, sauteed mushrooms, i think corn, and smoked duck breast slices-- with a light creamy/lemony dressing. Absolutely AMAZING. Best thing I have ever eaten. We also had 8-10 euros worth of wine-- which was two "small" glasses. I don't think the french know what is considered a small glass, because what was served to me was a full out Sara Sized glass!
We headed back on the metro to the Hotel.
Day 3 tomorrow!
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<3
Sara
Tuesday 25 January 2011
When in Paris....
Eat cheese, drink wine, and live the good life!
DAY ONE
Getting to Paris was quite the adventure! George and I promptly left the house to walk to the bus stop. Luckily the bus was waiting for us, so we hopped right on and were waiting to set off! If all had gone according to plan we would have had a nice relaxing 5 min bus ride, then a 20 min train, and then straight to the eurostar.
This, however, did NOT happen.
The bus took about 5-10 min at EVERY stop waiting for people. We missed our first train and the second one did not even stop at the station. We then had to go on the 45 minute train and transfer to the Tube/ Underground-- (British for Metro or Subway)-- to get to Kings Cross (Yes the same station where Harry Potter is filmed :) ). Anxiously waiting to get on the Long train, it was delayed roughly 5-10minutes pulling into Finsbury Park, and did not arrive until 8:30-- our train to france was at 9:20.
We Rushed off the train-- as you do during "rush hour," and made our way to the Tube. Of course my Oyster Card-- (Again more British for a Smartrip or basically a plastic card to preload bus/tube credit on for London area) -- was out of credit.
Luckily there were no barriers so we just hopped on the tube anyway and decided to deal with it when we got to Kings Cross. We got there at about 8:40 and george had to fight his way through the barriers, courtesy of a Tube employee who looked too swamped with people to really care. from there we RAN-- Literally-- through KingsCross to St Pancras (Pronounced Saint- Pan-cree-uss-- the patron saint of hormones.) Get to the Ticket Barriers around 8:55 try to get through, but it won't let us through. The nice Eurostar employee said it was because I needed to prove I had a passport, which I did and he let us through. Then went through about 2 seconds of security and Border Control-- both English and French before hopping on the train.
The train to France is approximately 2 hours and a bit and it is a very nice ride. Eurostar is way too easy to NOT use and it was nice to finally be relaxed after two hours of stressing if we were going to miss it.
Our hotel was located approximately 2 french blocks from the north station... Gare de/du? Nord. Which was Perfect!! We checked-in easily unwound for a few seconds, got ready and then headed out to see Notre Dam and the Eiffel Tower.
We took the Metro-- (French for Tube) -- to an island called St Michel. That might not actually be the name but it was the metro stop/area. We walked around there for a while looking for the Cathedral... It isn't too hard to miss though. The Cathedral is absolutely stunning. Really worth going to. We meandered around there for a while, marvelling at the architecture and stained glass.
Then we crossed the river to St Michel area and looked at all the adorable french cafes and stores and really just wandered the streets. Found a place to get a bite to eat since all we had eaten was a bagel with peanut butter-- (I only had half). Found a Crepery and George got a Nutella Crepe and I got a Lemon and Sugar one. Absolutely DELICIOUS!!
After a while we decided it was time to move on and we found the nearest metro and made our way to the Eiffel Tower. We circled the station looking for it but we couldn't spot it... I definitely thought that you would be able to see it from anywhere... but you have to go to a street where there are no builings... who-da-thunk? Well we ended up finding it !! And decided right away to walk up it. (Remember I had no water and barely any food in me that day and had been awake since 6:30am) We climbed I would say about 700 stairs, before I was about to pass out of dehydration. Got a 1.5L bottle of water at the top and instantly felt better. On the First stage there was an Icerink put in for the winter, and an Ice BAR. It was so warm out though that the ice was seriously melting on the rink and there was about an inch of water.
George and I then decided not to wait for the elevator down, and ran down the 700 stairs to get to the bottom. As it was starting to get dark the tower lit up and it was very very pretty.
The view from the top Is much like looking over Washington DC (Mainly because DC was designed by a Frenchman and to look like Paris) The main difference is that Paris has a lets call it ... unique... type of grid system. Looking over Paris you will notice all the blocks form TRIANGLES!!! Paris is just a grid of triangles, almost EVERY road is a diagonal. And to a DC Native, this is a VERY scary idea.
Oh yes there is another difference, Paris has one Skyscraper. DC is not allowed to have any buildings taller than the Capitol. Hence why everything is so short.
Anyway, after the Eiffel Tower, we decided to head back to our hotel, drop off our bag and walk around trying to find some local cuisine. After walking around Gare Du Nord for a while we got approached by a nice french restaurant owner holding menus, we said we were going to walk about for a while and then come back. We could not find anything better-- so that's what we did.
We had the Set menu. George got the Appetizer of sliced dry sausage and bread and leafy stuff. And a Hash Steak for main. I got the Mussels Marina (or whatever) for a main and Camembert Cheese for dessert. George and I shared the starter and dessert :) And we got a small cref of wine. A very good meal, perfect end to a fabulous day!
Come back for more Paris entries and hopefully I will get photographs up.
I leave for Southampton tomorrow, so might not be able to get a post in then.
Love you, Miss you!
Sara
DAY ONE
Getting to Paris was quite the adventure! George and I promptly left the house to walk to the bus stop. Luckily the bus was waiting for us, so we hopped right on and were waiting to set off! If all had gone according to plan we would have had a nice relaxing 5 min bus ride, then a 20 min train, and then straight to the eurostar.
This, however, did NOT happen.
The bus took about 5-10 min at EVERY stop waiting for people. We missed our first train and the second one did not even stop at the station. We then had to go on the 45 minute train and transfer to the Tube/ Underground-- (British for Metro or Subway)-- to get to Kings Cross (Yes the same station where Harry Potter is filmed :) ). Anxiously waiting to get on the Long train, it was delayed roughly 5-10minutes pulling into Finsbury Park, and did not arrive until 8:30-- our train to france was at 9:20.
We Rushed off the train-- as you do during "rush hour," and made our way to the Tube. Of course my Oyster Card-- (Again more British for a Smartrip or basically a plastic card to preload bus/tube credit on for London area) -- was out of credit.
Luckily there were no barriers so we just hopped on the tube anyway and decided to deal with it when we got to Kings Cross. We got there at about 8:40 and george had to fight his way through the barriers, courtesy of a Tube employee who looked too swamped with people to really care. from there we RAN-- Literally-- through KingsCross to St Pancras (Pronounced Saint- Pan-cree-uss-- the patron saint of hormones.) Get to the Ticket Barriers around 8:55 try to get through, but it won't let us through. The nice Eurostar employee said it was because I needed to prove I had a passport, which I did and he let us through. Then went through about 2 seconds of security and Border Control-- both English and French before hopping on the train.
The train to France is approximately 2 hours and a bit and it is a very nice ride. Eurostar is way too easy to NOT use and it was nice to finally be relaxed after two hours of stressing if we were going to miss it.
Our hotel was located approximately 2 french blocks from the north station... Gare de/du? Nord. Which was Perfect!! We checked-in easily unwound for a few seconds, got ready and then headed out to see Notre Dam and the Eiffel Tower.
We took the Metro-- (French for Tube) -- to an island called St Michel. That might not actually be the name but it was the metro stop/area. We walked around there for a while looking for the Cathedral... It isn't too hard to miss though. The Cathedral is absolutely stunning. Really worth going to. We meandered around there for a while, marvelling at the architecture and stained glass.
Then we crossed the river to St Michel area and looked at all the adorable french cafes and stores and really just wandered the streets. Found a place to get a bite to eat since all we had eaten was a bagel with peanut butter-- (I only had half). Found a Crepery and George got a Nutella Crepe and I got a Lemon and Sugar one. Absolutely DELICIOUS!!
After a while we decided it was time to move on and we found the nearest metro and made our way to the Eiffel Tower. We circled the station looking for it but we couldn't spot it... I definitely thought that you would be able to see it from anywhere... but you have to go to a street where there are no builings... who-da-thunk? Well we ended up finding it !! And decided right away to walk up it. (Remember I had no water and barely any food in me that day and had been awake since 6:30am) We climbed I would say about 700 stairs, before I was about to pass out of dehydration. Got a 1.5L bottle of water at the top and instantly felt better. On the First stage there was an Icerink put in for the winter, and an Ice BAR. It was so warm out though that the ice was seriously melting on the rink and there was about an inch of water.
George and I then decided not to wait for the elevator down, and ran down the 700 stairs to get to the bottom. As it was starting to get dark the tower lit up and it was very very pretty.
The view from the top Is much like looking over Washington DC (Mainly because DC was designed by a Frenchman and to look like Paris) The main difference is that Paris has a lets call it ... unique... type of grid system. Looking over Paris you will notice all the blocks form TRIANGLES!!! Paris is just a grid of triangles, almost EVERY road is a diagonal. And to a DC Native, this is a VERY scary idea.
Oh yes there is another difference, Paris has one Skyscraper. DC is not allowed to have any buildings taller than the Capitol. Hence why everything is so short.
Anyway, after the Eiffel Tower, we decided to head back to our hotel, drop off our bag and walk around trying to find some local cuisine. After walking around Gare Du Nord for a while we got approached by a nice french restaurant owner holding menus, we said we were going to walk about for a while and then come back. We could not find anything better-- so that's what we did.
We had the Set menu. George got the Appetizer of sliced dry sausage and bread and leafy stuff. And a Hash Steak for main. I got the Mussels Marina (or whatever) for a main and Camembert Cheese for dessert. George and I shared the starter and dessert :) And we got a small cref of wine. A very good meal, perfect end to a fabulous day!
Come back for more Paris entries and hopefully I will get photographs up.
I leave for Southampton tomorrow, so might not be able to get a post in then.
Love you, Miss you!
Sara
Monday 24 January 2011
Christmas and New Years is all I can Handle
While sitting down in the LRC (or library for us simple American folk) a group of girls talk about how the newest Harry Potter film was disappointing (I was itching to interject my personal opinion on the matter), and how Emma Watson will eternally be Hermione Granger. I was then ambushed by a group of about 7 African.... British? students-- who were very nice even though they were disrupting my intense concentration on which classes to sign up for when I head back to UNCW.
Meanwhile:
I have been trying to figure out this whole blog thing and it has not been cooperating very well-- so hopefully I will be able to change this silly background to something more cliche and stereotypical-- maybe a union jack or a picture of Abbey Road.
Now that I have attempted to set the scene-- it is time to Rewind a few weeks and recapture the events past.
Christmas: My very first Christmas!! Well there was a big to-do about getting all the food prepared, leaves and sticks to line the banister, and cleaning this amazing house/half under construction, all which seemed to mesh well with my chaotic nature. I had a Double dose of turkey this year-- first at the very traditional American Thanksgiving dinner where my mother proceeded to buy 4lbs of turkey per person, and then at the Marriott Christmas Lunch/Feast. This was a 26lb turkey wrapped in, BACON. The entire turkey wrapped in bacon and cooked over night. I also discovered apricots wrapped in bacon is probably my new favorite-- though decidedly unhealthy-- food. All of George's relatives were incredibly welcoming and very nice.
One of George's... uncles? was very attentive to everyone's drinks and trying to avoid a refill was incredibly difficult!! I tried hiding my glass, not finishing my glass, saying I don't want anymore-- all which ended in "Let me find you another glass," or "let me fill you cup, come-on its Christmas!".
There was then the traditional walk through the fields after lunch, this time in the snow, and a snowball fight.
We also passed a swinging rope-- but me being 4 glasses of wine/champagne in decided it was best I don't fall into a frozen creek that day.
New Years: George, Andrew (his brother) and I went down to london to see the fireworks off the London Eye, we were pretty close. and it was Absolutely AMAZING-- I would definitely do it again. There were some very roudy people, and the entire crowded bridge started to sway and push and I was terrified that the photographer along the edge of the bridge was going to lose his tripod-- or worse be pushed over himself.
I also got grinded upon by random british strangers who decided the music was perfect to dance wildly too-- even though there was only about NO space between them and anyone else.
There was one point where it was so crowded and squished that i was literally being held between two people without my feet touching the ground.
George's House: It would not be bad: cheap student housing, kitchen, bathroom, living room, garden....
It is just lacking some basic things-- a ceiling. Before Christmas there was a lot of snow-- and george has a shallow pitched roof with felt tiles-- not great. Well this caused the roof to leak and large holes in the bathroom ceiling. The Landlord took a few weeks and then came and knocked down the rest of the ceiling--
There is still no ceiling above the bath and a spider landed on me in the shower the other day .... I might have screamed a little.
There is now more leaking areas in the house and the landlord sucks a bit.
As I am getting tired of typing-- and if any of you have actually read this entire post you deserve a prize-- unfortunately I don't have any to give... except my gratitude :)
I love and miss you all,
Paris and More to come in later posts :)
Sara
Meanwhile:
I have been trying to figure out this whole blog thing and it has not been cooperating very well-- so hopefully I will be able to change this silly background to something more cliche and stereotypical-- maybe a union jack or a picture of Abbey Road.
Now that I have attempted to set the scene-- it is time to Rewind a few weeks and recapture the events past.
Christmas: My very first Christmas!! Well there was a big to-do about getting all the food prepared, leaves and sticks to line the banister, and cleaning this amazing house/half under construction, all which seemed to mesh well with my chaotic nature. I had a Double dose of turkey this year-- first at the very traditional American Thanksgiving dinner where my mother proceeded to buy 4lbs of turkey per person, and then at the Marriott Christmas Lunch/Feast. This was a 26lb turkey wrapped in, BACON. The entire turkey wrapped in bacon and cooked over night. I also discovered apricots wrapped in bacon is probably my new favorite-- though decidedly unhealthy-- food. All of George's relatives were incredibly welcoming and very nice.
One of George's... uncles? was very attentive to everyone's drinks and trying to avoid a refill was incredibly difficult!! I tried hiding my glass, not finishing my glass, saying I don't want anymore-- all which ended in "Let me find you another glass," or "let me fill you cup, come-on its Christmas!".
There was then the traditional walk through the fields after lunch, this time in the snow, and a snowball fight.
We also passed a swinging rope-- but me being 4 glasses of wine/champagne in decided it was best I don't fall into a frozen creek that day.
New Years: George, Andrew (his brother) and I went down to london to see the fireworks off the London Eye, we were pretty close. and it was Absolutely AMAZING-- I would definitely do it again. There were some very roudy people, and the entire crowded bridge started to sway and push and I was terrified that the photographer along the edge of the bridge was going to lose his tripod-- or worse be pushed over himself.
I also got grinded upon by random british strangers who decided the music was perfect to dance wildly too-- even though there was only about NO space between them and anyone else.
There was one point where it was so crowded and squished that i was literally being held between two people without my feet touching the ground.
George's House: It would not be bad: cheap student housing, kitchen, bathroom, living room, garden....
It is just lacking some basic things-- a ceiling. Before Christmas there was a lot of snow-- and george has a shallow pitched roof with felt tiles-- not great. Well this caused the roof to leak and large holes in the bathroom ceiling. The Landlord took a few weeks and then came and knocked down the rest of the ceiling--
There is still no ceiling above the bath and a spider landed on me in the shower the other day .... I might have screamed a little.
There is now more leaking areas in the house and the landlord sucks a bit.
As I am getting tired of typing-- and if any of you have actually read this entire post you deserve a prize-- unfortunately I don't have any to give... except my gratitude :)
I love and miss you all,
Paris and More to come in later posts :)
Sara
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