I Have Been There, And Back. I Get It.

 Just as an introduction, this may have been one of the best weeks of my life.
First off. Wednesday: Best. Day Trip. Ever. We went to Glastonbury, Stourhead, and Bath. In Glastonbury we went to two different ruins. The first was an old cathedral, and the second we had to hike 500 something stairs (big shocker, I know. Stairs- unheard of.) up the side of Tor hill to see more ruins. Ruins are about as common in the UK as cacti in Nevada. No joke. However, I do rather enjoy them. They make very good  photo props.
As for Stourhead- I will let the pictures do the talking.

Remember that one time Lizzie read Darcy's letter? 

Look Familiar?

Oh yes, and then that other time Mr. Darcy Proposed?

After all the girls finished taking pictures and fantasizing, we headed over to Bath. Bath is such a cute town. It had the big city feel but a small town charm. It is one of my favorite cities in England so far, but then again, I am pretty sure I say that about every new place I go.

I think they said the water was toxic or something

So, in all reality, don't take my word on that. In Bath we went to the Pump Room and the Assembly Hall (Northanger Abby/Persuasion anyone?). Naturally, all of us Jane Austen fanatics (aka- all 36 girls) were in heaven. It was an Austen replay every place we went.

I meant it literally when I said renactment

 Thursday we had another big study party for our Great War test that was the following morning. For all of those who weren't in Great War, they had a movie night. Unfair? I think yes. They were watching Bright Star to prepare for our visit to Keats house the next day. Later that night a few of us were in the servery having our customary midnight snack (usually consisting of corner yogurt) when the two guys walked in after watching Bright Star. Hilarious. Let's just say. Ben has been there, and back, and in short, guys don't like girl heroines. Apparently they are too whiney, controlling, or something. Psssh. I don't know what they are referring to. Girls, whiney or controlling? Unreal.

Friday we had the best London study. Ever. But this time I am completely serious. The weather was incredible: the sun was out for THE WHOLE DAY. I thought I had died a happy woman and gone to heaven. Granted, I had only had 5 hours of sleep, so for the morning tour of Keats home I kept thinking, "I see now why Fanny Brawne slit her wrists and wanted to kill herself".  I look back and see how I may have been being a little dramatic, but just a little. We continued our way to a cute candy shoppe, and then over to Kenwood and then Hampstead Heath. We may or may not have taken an our long nap while sun bathing in Kenwood backyard, but it felt nice to soak up that much needed Vitamin D. I will never take a sunny day for granted, ever again. 

Notting Hill filimg outside Kenwood

It really is the same house, it just looks prettier in the sunlight. :)

While wondering around Hampstead Heath I also found this tree. Look familiar?

It's a secret, but I actually don't know if that is the same tree. I just like to pretend that it is. We also climbed to the top of the Parliament Hill, which I highly reccomend. I don't have a lot of the pictures we took on Friday, so I do apologize you can't quite grasp everything that I saw and did!