Best Western Roebuck Inn Stevenage

... Jim and I were looking for a place where scantily cladded women could be found. We did not have to go far to find one such establishment, but to our chagrin we could not enter because I was wearing Nike Air high tops or "tennies" as the bouncer called it. Word to the wise for others looking for strip clubs in SoHo...wear dress shoes. The bouncer did direct us to another street which had a few more gentlemen clubs, but he warned us to be careful ...

Just thought I would post the pictures from the bus and walking tours last weekend. Classes are going well- each class period is three hours long! Not fun, but I only have class three days a week, so it balances out. I have decided to branch away from my usual Economics and Public Policy this semester by taking a British Theatre course and a course on the History of Modern Design. We'll see how that works out ...

... way to the hospital. Not only did I not have a phone to reach them, but I had on this ridiculous neon outfit while my contact numbers and any potential taxi money were in the pocket of my jeans, safely locked up in a room that only they had the keys to. Fortunately everything turned out all right in the end, we all found each other, and I got to escape the confines of my leggings and legwarmers. Friend #5 met me at the train station the next night and took me back to his ...

... a bloody and messy time!  As an example, the "garderobe" room was the toilet.  This room was rarely empty or the excrement was slowly draining out the back wall of the castle.  The fumes were used to keep moths and bugs from living in your wool clothes.  So therefore you kept your cloths in the "garderobe" room.   It is great to look forward to more stories that go back even farther in European history, just hopefully not so rich ...

... and the start of a big adventure. I'll both very exciting and very scary, but I'm looking forward to it with butterflies in my tummy. I better go and get showered and ready. Fi is making Sunday dinner for my last meal in the UK mmmmm thanks hun!! Thanks to both Nigel and Fiona for putting me up for a couple of nights, its been fun! I'll lett you all know when I'm landed safe and well. Love and Hugs Lou xxx

... one had denominations that small, so I ended up with a 50 pence coin. Upon my arrival at the toilet (the British apparently like to be blunt and not call it a restroom) I was let by without paying because the 50 pence coin did not fit in the machine. That was a huge waste of my time. After having used the restroom I made my way back and we continued to the Underground. With a little help from a man working there we purchased 3 1 day passes. I later discovered ...

... that I tried to call from the reception the Croatian Embassy number I had found in the phone book. But it was early Friday evening already, so, naturally, no one answered. Then it occurred to me I might ring up "The Luminaire". I might have lost the documents there, you could never know. Every new idea, even if feeble, gave me a feeling I was undertaking something and it made me feel better. I called the phone information and they gave me the number. But nobody answered there, either ...

... 10 couples, so much for single contiki tours lol! I was a little worried as I had a boyfriend which I left at home.. however I later found out there was probably about 6 girls who had boyfriends at home too! On our tour there was mainly Australians and New Zealanders. There was 3 Americans, 2 South Africans, 2 from Singapore and I think about 5 Kiwis, all the rest were from Australia.

... Great Court) is where the runners in the movie Chariots of Fire attempt to run around a complete circle of the courtyard in the time it takes the clock to strike 12 noon (about 43 seconds). In the movie, they succeed, but in reality it was a different man, David Burghley, who accomplished the feat in 1927. Still, another movie to add to the list to watch again when I get home. An amazing 31 Nobel Prize winners have come from Trinity College ...

My dad and I arrived in London Thursday morning after a sleepless seven hour flight from Chicago (jet lag blows). We managed, looking ridiculously, to maneuver ourselves and our oversized luggage to our hotel in Lancaster Gate, London via the tube (which is what they call the underground trains in case you didn't know... I didn't know... I'm coming to find there is a lot I didn't know about British culture... read on, I'll ...