Hiya

Well, it's been a month since I posted and that is the limit that I like to set for myself. So here is a post...I have some pictures from England on my flickr. I shall now tell on of the more amusing anecdotes from my trip. It happened the first night in our hotel at bath. I was very tired. We left Dayton the day before at noon, drove to Atlanta, flew in a plane for ~9 hours, got to London between 7 and 8 am, drove to Stonehenge, toured Stonehenge, drove to Bath, toured Bath, went to our hotel, and then we were told we had to stay up until our meeting at 8 pm was finished. I was very tired. I had a bit of time before dinner, but I was afraid that if I took a nap, I would never get up again. So I decided to explore the hotel (it was a pretty old Victorian house that had been converted to a hotel). So I came down the stairs and was deciding which way to go next when an elderly gentleman passes in front of me on his way to the lounge. The conversation that ensued went a little something like this:
Elderly Gentleman: *something unintelligible*
Me: *looks blankly at EG from within jet-lagged stupor*
EG: *repeats unintelligible query*
Me: *continues to stare blankly* "Hello?"
EG: "You don't speak Brazilian?"
Me: "No..."
EG: "You really should learn."
Me: *blank stare*
EG: *Stream of unintelligible words*
Me: *blank stare*
EG: *More unintelligible words"
Me: *blank stare*
EG: "Blush prettily and say 'Obligada senor'"
Me: "Obligada senor."
EG: *laughs* "I told you that you have very pretty eyes."
Me: *blushes uncertainly* "Thank you?"
EG: *walks off chuckling to himself*
Me: *left in confused jet-lagged stupor with burning cheeks*
To flee the scene of awkwardness, I continued with my original plan of exploring the hotel, ducking into random corridors whenever I heard someone approaching. Later that night at dinner I told the people at my table what had happened. To which Ben's response was something along these lines: "You've been in this country less than 12 hours and you are already getting hit on by strange men. That's it, we're not letting you go off by yourself anymore." So after that I pretty much hung around Ben and George all week. George goes to our school, (he's my new roommate's boyfriend) and Ben is his brother-in-law. Ben didn't know anyone besides George before this trip. When Mr. Bernie expresses concern about this, Ben's wife replied "He'll be fine. He's a people person". We all had fun times.