The streets I'm walking on . . .
Another great day, this one at a slower pace than the others. This is our free weekend, so we have no classes until Monday. It was really nice to wake up when I wanted to, take as long eating breakfast as I wanted to, and to go where I wanted to.
Most of the morning, after breakfast, was spent here, updating for all this week. (I'm about to run out of my third hour of internet for today!) Then Anna and I went back over to the British Library, where we spent a couple hours. We went the other day to look at illuminated manuscripts, but I was surprised today at how much I had missed! The medieval stuff and the ancient Bibles are great, but over on the other side of the room, they had some really cool treasures-- I saw Shakespeare's plays and Captain Cook's diary and I saw personally handwritten music by Mozart, Bach, Haydn, Chopin, Beethoven, Gilbert & Sullivan, and even Handel's Messiah. There was a really cool book too, of violin quartets, that was rather large, and was printed with the music going four different ways, so they could lay it on a table between them and all see their parts right side up! But the music wasn't my favorite part. On the other wall was a long case, and in it was Lewis Carrol's original Alice, complete with drawings-- It was open to the part where she's really tall and stretched. The Jungle book was in there, and Jane Eyre, all handwritten by the authors, and in the middle was Jane Austen's writing desk, with Persuasion open on top. It was amazing. There it was, in her handwriting on her desk.
After drooling over the books for a while, I met up with the rest of the people who are still in town (the others went to Wales and to Ireland) and five of us went to have tea again. It was lovely, of course, and the girls all agreed that I was born to be an English lady. (Don't worry, I am still coming home!) I do love it here, though.
After tea, I went shopping in the bookstores on Charing Cross road . . . of course book shopping is always a wonderful experience. (Number 84, by the way, seems to have been swallowed up in a Starbuck-type establishment.) That was great, though I didn't buy much. I did stop in Borders on the way back, where I didn't buy anything, (no character, these new books), but I did get to listen to Coldplay #11. I love that song! That's the one thing I probably miss the most here, besides people-- MUSIC! I am so used to having Emma's silly 60's mix in my ears all the time-- I'd give a lot to hear it now!
Tomorrow, if things all work out, I should be going to Oxford, so I probably won't be on. Leave comments, though, I love reading them. And don't forget to put your name on them-- I never can remember who's who.
Love you!
Most of the morning, after breakfast, was spent here, updating for all this week. (I'm about to run out of my third hour of internet for today!) Then Anna and I went back over to the British Library, where we spent a couple hours. We went the other day to look at illuminated manuscripts, but I was surprised today at how much I had missed! The medieval stuff and the ancient Bibles are great, but over on the other side of the room, they had some really cool treasures-- I saw Shakespeare's plays and Captain Cook's diary and I saw personally handwritten music by Mozart, Bach, Haydn, Chopin, Beethoven, Gilbert & Sullivan, and even Handel's Messiah. There was a really cool book too, of violin quartets, that was rather large, and was printed with the music going four different ways, so they could lay it on a table between them and all see their parts right side up! But the music wasn't my favorite part. On the other wall was a long case, and in it was Lewis Carrol's original Alice, complete with drawings-- It was open to the part where she's really tall and stretched. The Jungle book was in there, and Jane Eyre, all handwritten by the authors, and in the middle was Jane Austen's writing desk, with Persuasion open on top. It was amazing. There it was, in her handwriting on her desk.
After drooling over the books for a while, I met up with the rest of the people who are still in town (the others went to Wales and to Ireland) and five of us went to have tea again. It was lovely, of course, and the girls all agreed that I was born to be an English lady. (Don't worry, I am still coming home!) I do love it here, though.
After tea, I went shopping in the bookstores on Charing Cross road . . . of course book shopping is always a wonderful experience. (Number 84, by the way, seems to have been swallowed up in a Starbuck-type establishment.) That was great, though I didn't buy much. I did stop in Borders on the way back, where I didn't buy anything, (no character, these new books), but I did get to listen to Coldplay #11. I love that song! That's the one thing I probably miss the most here, besides people-- MUSIC! I am so used to having Emma's silly 60's mix in my ears all the time-- I'd give a lot to hear it now!
Tomorrow, if things all work out, I should be going to Oxford, so I probably won't be on. Leave comments, though, I love reading them. And don't forget to put your name on them-- I never can remember who's who.
Love you!
posted by LN | 4:54 PM
3 Comments:
Ellen dear, I can't wait to get there but we will not have nearly enough time to see all you have. Thank you for letting us see it through your eyes.
Love,
Grandma
......back from PA with lots of EXCELLENT ideas (if you take my meaning).....
All sounds delicious! Glad you got to see Les Mis--what an exhausting musical. Your friends may be right about your being born to be an English lady. Did you tell them you've been training since earliest childhood?!
Funny that it's been two weeks--seems like yesterday, and forever. Soak it all in, darlin'.... Only one more week and you'll be leaving England's green and pleasant land for fair France.
And please remember:
YOU ARE VERY ALLERGIC TO BOMBS.
xo
Mama
Ellen, let me just hold your hand...you saw the original Jane Eyre and Persuasion! Two of my very favorite books of all time! I just read these posts and my mouth drops open and drool runs all over the keys. Hmmm...not a very pleasant image. Not literally of course but I do squeal and holler to the rest of the household periodically during my readings.
Love you and I miss you terribly!
-Kathryn
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