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Flying is unnatural. It is not something man is supposed to do. That being said I must say that my flight was uncomfortable. First off the seats are not designed for men of substance, that is to say men of any size. So sitting there I felt as though I was badly stuffed. The attendants were always bearing an expression of being bothered. I got the impression that they would love their jobs so much better if not for the pesky passengers always being there. Sadly no sleep was to be had there.
I arrived in London at 7:30 in the morning and met with my mom and her husband. It was a bleary eyed trip back. England may not have invented the fog enshrouded countryside, but they definitely improved the design. Driving back to their place gave me little notion of the look of the countryside. \mom lives in the Fens. A flat land that historically is given to flooding. It is a land with black soil.
The house is a conglomeration. On a lane with a long wall which houses seem to form out of, their house is a 2 story number with a massive garage. You have to view from the rear to see that their are 2 separate buildings. Mom points to one end of the building and says" That part was built in the 1600’s."
turning to another portion "This was added later. Maybe 1800’s" She says it all with a matter of factness born of the being impressed but trying to seem not so. In actuality the Bell House, which of course is the houses name, was constantly added too from the mid 1600’s to the late 1800’s. The back yard of course is the best part. Brick walls and flat stone paths wind around in the back A stone frame at the back frames a view of the Cathedral of Ely, though the fog obscures a lot of that.
We went to a party of my moms friends in Cambridge later that night. I of course was suffering from Jet lag but that’s okay. I got my first ride on the British rail system. This was quite nice. A fast quiet train with seats that were comfortable. It was also relatively cheap as well. When we got to Cambridge we caught a cab. Cars here also not designed for folks like me. I bump my head on every door frame. I felt like I was climbing into a clown car every time. The party was interesting if a little dry for my taste’s. Everyone seemed afraid to make much noise or attract attention. I guess this is that British reserve I hear about from time to time. They were nice folks though. Hope to meet them again when I am not operating at 50%.
Well today I am planning a trip to the cathedral to check it out and tomorrow is London. I will post more later as new stuff pops up.
TechNoir
I arrived in London at 7:30 in the morning and met with my mom and her husband. It was a bleary eyed trip back. England may not have invented the fog enshrouded countryside, but they definitely improved the design. Driving back to their place gave me little notion of the look of the countryside. \mom lives in the Fens. A flat land that historically is given to flooding. It is a land with black soil.
The house is a conglomeration. On a lane with a long wall which houses seem to form out of, their house is a 2 story number with a massive garage. You have to view from the rear to see that their are 2 separate buildings. Mom points to one end of the building and says" That part was built in the 1600’s."
turning to another portion "This was added later. Maybe 1800’s" She says it all with a matter of factness born of the being impressed but trying to seem not so. In actuality the Bell House, which of course is the houses name, was constantly added too from the mid 1600’s to the late 1800’s. The back yard of course is the best part. Brick walls and flat stone paths wind around in the back A stone frame at the back frames a view of the Cathedral of Ely, though the fog obscures a lot of that.
We went to a party of my moms friends in Cambridge later that night. I of course was suffering from Jet lag but that’s okay. I got my first ride on the British rail system. This was quite nice. A fast quiet train with seats that were comfortable. It was also relatively cheap as well. When we got to Cambridge we caught a cab. Cars here also not designed for folks like me. I bump my head on every door frame. I felt like I was climbing into a clown car every time. The party was interesting if a little dry for my taste’s. Everyone seemed afraid to make much noise or attract attention. I guess this is that British reserve I hear about from time to time. They were nice folks though. Hope to meet them again when I am not operating at 50%.
Well today I am planning a trip to the cathedral to check it out and tomorrow is London. I will post more later as new stuff pops up.
TechNoir
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Ya lucky Bastich!
Yake some good pictures.
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Enjoy your stay and keep us posted on how things are goin' over there!
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