|Towards those apples and pears, says I!
||[Dec. 15th, 2007|02:29 am]
So now that my wisdom teeth are in a little envelope on my desk, and thus the worst part of my winter break is over, I'm excited! I've been done classes for over a week, but I'm just starting to approach the vacation mind-frame. So far I've being lazying around, eating mush and letting the holes in my gums heal, but this next month and a half shall be eventful, I have no doubt. Next week, Stowe, which will be reguvinating, sisterly, lens addictive (I think I shall bring the Mamiya C330 twin-lens reflex that I borrowed from the equipment room for the holidays and have some fun on 120mm film) and maybe a tad screen-glued (I have told myself that I must finish the Bridgestone photographs by the end of Stowe - so here comes hours on end of editing). After that, Whistler, which will be athletic, no doubt, and simply "fresh". On top of all this, I've booked tickets tonight! Flight tickets over the Atlantic! To the land of the Queen, fish n chips and Big Ben. It brings back all sorts of memories of Carol's flat with no cold water, the elevator that stopped short of the floor, my first allergic reaction to seafood, throwing up in Harrods food court, the bush maze, cucumber sandwiches with tea, the Lion King, the 40 pound jeans with the leather laces.... it all came flooding back to me, memories from another life. As exhillerating it is, I'm nervous, mainly due to my lack of money. Now, London is notorious for being enormously pricey, but the Lonely Planet website claims that it costs 9 pounds to see a movie in theaters! 9 pounds! It better be wrong, or else I'm staying in ten kilometers distance from movie theaters. |
I found this red box where I put all my pictures, brochures and other random things from London. I was mainly looking for it because I remembered keeping my left over pounds and pence form the trip there. £9.26 to be percise. Not bad, not bad; that's about 20 bucks, hoping that can get me through a day there (is that wishful thinking?). Well I think I'll ought to steal a bike the second I arrive, and forget about tubes and oysters and double deckers and whatevers. And grocery stores always have the best food, right? Museums better be free, or else I'll have to start flirting with the guards. Sexual favours is the solution to all of life's financial problems!
Anyways it's all good, I shall get by just fine (Alexis Nihon food court will just be out of the question in the coming semester - except maybe Arc en Soleil!)
So now all I have to do is buy some 120mm rolls of film, figure out what I'm doing for New Years (I even have a dress to wear! How exciting!), see Martha's beautiful face, go tobagganing, take some books out of the library, buy a new pair of converse (shh if I end up homeless on the street atleast I'll have a pretty new pair of shoes!), make snow angels, make a self-designed t-shirt, buy Dandy Warhol's Thirteen Tales from Urban Bohemia, and kiss a girl at Saphir's for this winter break to be a success!
Let's get on it!