In Marbella, to be exact. The weather is glorious, if a bit chilly in the mornings. Tomorrow, a week of "seeing the sights" begins - Gibraltar, Ronda, Sevilla... Today is a day off, just hanging out and enjoying the holidays. I'm watching the swallows and drinking coffee while mum calls dad (who's at home while mum and I travel).
I am starting to relax.
Or the many other culinary choices London has on offer: Every time I'm here, I wish we had a Pret a Manger in BiSto.
Did I mention that I love London?
I had a ticket for last night's recording of the BBC radio panel show The News Quiz (which was hilarious and well worth the wait, though I wonder how much of what was said can actually make it on air), and since I am still house-sitting a flat close to Barbican, I decided to take a day off for a city break.
I'll be hitting the museums today in the hope that there'll be less people on a Friday; I need to revisit the V&A for research purposes (as if I need a reason). Not sure yet what I'll do tomorrow, but it will involve walking until my feet fall off, and quite possibly Covent Garden.
Gods I love this city.
Temperatures have plummeted. It's double duvet bedsock time. And a hot water bottle for company. Good night!
Huzzah! We were in Cambridge today.
Yesterday, we went to the British Museum. Knowing from experience how amazingly wonderful and overwhelming it can be, I had not expected that we'd be able to see all of it; as it was, we saw more that I had expected (including things I had not seen before myself).
Afterwards, we took a trip on one of the tourist busses, still in my opinion the best way to see an overview of London. Sadly, we had both believed the weatherman, who had been of the opinion that it would be much warmer than it was - as it was, it was colder than Monday had been, and we were freezing.
To avoid being cold again, we both wore warmer clothes today, and of course it was sunny and warm. Nevertheless, it was perfect weather for a walk through Cambridge's Botanical Gardens.
I think we saw those gardens at exactly the right time. The gardens as a whole are great, but I particularly liked the watery areas - the fenland, ponds and bogs. In my dream garden, there is now a pond with water lilies, and a step or two away a stand of bamboo twice my height rustling in the wind.
I also liked the glass houses, and there the extremely humid "jungle" one most of all. The moist, aromatic, planty smell, the dripping of water, and the sheer warmth was impressive.
That was also probably the last thing I smelled, because I have come down with a bout of the London Cold. As usual, it started with two days of sore throat, it is now followed by two days of extreme runny yet blocked nose, and it usually ends in two days of coughing. Luckily, I feel more annoyed than sick, because it'll be BritMuseum Part 2 tomorrow. All I need to do is figure out where to keep more tissues.
So, there's a Canadian in my flat.
By the way, I realise that for some reason, I have fallen into the habit of starting my entries with the word "so". For variety's sake, I will from now on also use "right", "and then", and "meanwhile". If any of you have other suggestions, please let me know in the comments.
Meanwhile, canadian in ur flat using ur broadbandz. I blame the Netherlands for the fact that my good friend is feeling under the weather; those weird continental viruses. There are few things more annoying than being sick while on holiday. And since tomorrow is a bank holiday, all GPs and pharmacies in the area are closed. But we will hit two birds with one stone, go into London tomorrow and there to a walk-in clinic. Afterwards, there may be a tourist bus tour, we'll see. The main thing now is for him to get better so that he can start enjoying the UK.
In other news, I get woken up every morning by R2-D2 in bird form. A bird not only of the weirdest song, but also of astonishing volume at six in the morning.
And lastly, watch out when doing the dishes while spying on the telly; you might cut yourself with the cheese knife and bleed all over the table.
The bed is still warm and comfy, and I returned to it after having done the dishes and taken some mystery meat out of the freezer for main meal. Am now listening to classical music via radio, and I need to seek out the program on the iPlayer, because there was something joyous playing which I only caught the last bit of, which turned out to be by Ralph Vaughan Williams.
Another thing which Facebook is no good for is the keeping of memories. I spent some time yesterday reading through my JL entries of 2008, what a year that was! And then I realised why I feel such unrest, in a d'uh moment, and it is the same feeling plants probably feel at the moment. Waking up, sap starting to rise, Spring is on it's way.
Woke up at the usual hour to avoid headache, made coffee, turned on the heating, and returned to bed with the first cup of coffee and a book until the heating has done it's job. "Sounds of the Sixties" is on the radio and I can see the first drops of rain on my window. Ah, Saturday.
I think that the dearth of LJ entries is partly to blame on Facebook. It is so easy to jot down a short "status", but in the end, it is unsatisfactory and besides, it isn't easy to see what I did on a particular day like it is here. I tried Twitter once but didn't like it for much the same reason. Maybe I'll try and figure out how to cross-post LJ entries to FB. For now, I'm back in LJ-land. And I'll pick up the "30 days" too, one of these days.
It's rainy and dark, not really conductive to taking pictures, so here's something I prepared earlier.
I had a pig at work (a stuffed toy pig) which got abducted by BossBaby (baby? The lad's almost two!). So I got myself a new desktop cuddly today: a lemur.
...he looks a lot friendlier in reality...
BiSto's oldest surviving building on High Street.
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