Last night, a few of us went to a place called Vodka Revolution, and I got lost somewhere in Bath at three o'clock in the morning after climbing down from a rooftop with a new friend, who is unfortunately leaving for Toronto. Very sad day. But I asked some fine young lads how to get home, and after trying to explain it to me for a while I just made them walk me there. They were very nice, and after thanking them very graciously I creeped into my room and felt incredibly bad for coming in so late and not telling anyone where I was. I may have gotten carried away but how do you say no when a boy buys you drinks? (You don't, is the correct answer.)
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| Nice, Katie. |
Today we had a tour of the Abbey, a huge church. After watching pillars of the earth I really appreciate it more. Like a lot. It's beautiful. Actually, in my creative writing diagnostic essay I used things I learned about cathedrals from Pillars, too. I love good television. Also: NETFLIX DOES NOT WORK IN ENGLAND. What the fuck?
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| Hey there, little guy. |
So, welcome to Bath, Grace. English boys are nice. Just try not to wander off to rooftops and get lost again.
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