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Wednesday, February 20, 2008


Wanted: more hours in the day to do stuff…
Busy busy busy…

Anyways, this last week was fairly boring and I know, I know: I didn’t update on Sunday. But to be fair, I was entertaining a guest, and didn’t really have the time.

First off, however, FOR SHAME, to all who attempted my mini-maths test. You all FAIL. Lets review shall we?

7 girls each have SEVEN SACKS and in each sack is SEVEN CATS, and each cat has SEVEN KITTENS.

So 7 girls = 14 legs.

1 girl has 49 cats (seven per sack) is a total of 343 cats, and therefore 1372 legs.

343 cats have 7 kittens EACH so that makes 2401 kittens with a total of 9604 legs.

Add em up: 9604 + 1372 + 14 = 10990 legs on the bus.

Thank you very much.


Sheesh.


Anyways, the weekend was fun. I met up with my friend, Tara, at Victoria Station very early in the morning. And we set off to see the sights:

(warning: lotsa piccies, wry comments and alt text ahead)


First off, this is Tara:

orange and black. Its that kinda hat

We met at summer camp last year and she is a good friend. However, Jangalian, she is not asking out material, for several reasons, none of which I wish to speak of here and now.

Our first stop on the whistle stop tour of London was the one and only: BUCKINGHAM PALACE!

I believe the flag flying means the queen is at home…
Home of our monarch, and bigger than the White House. Suck on that Bush.

Next we headed down to the river for a number of shots:

this came out pretty well considering I COULDN’T SEE!

pretty, isn’t it?

I LOVE THIS FREAKIN CITY!

Then we stopped off at covent garden, I picked up a few things, then we headed down towards St. Paul’s Cathedral, past the Royal Justice Courts.

its all justicey and stuff

its super expensive to go inside though…never knew the house of God would be so pricey…

We then headed across the river to the Tate Modern to see a crack.

not THAT kind of crack. Jeez.
its art, apparently…

It’s a real crack too. It goes all the way into the floor.

that’s like…deep man. Like…metaphorically and literally…deep…yeah

Of course, we wondered how they would remove said exhibit from the art gallery when they wanna show something new. So I stuck my foot into the crevice and said “Phil in the crack, of course.”

I know. Bad isn’t it?

We then headed further down the river past London Bridge towards Tower Bridge.

it still amuses me that you americans bought London Bridge off of us thinking it was Tower Bridge. Hilarious.

the bridge has the ability to open up, but it doesn’t happen very often these days.

you can cross the bridge up there, but once again, its hella expensive.

canary wharf again…you guys must be getting sick of it…


Here are some interesting buildings around Tower Bridge. On south bank we have:

it looks a lot bigger from the train and on the tv

This is some supah modern building where the mayor hangs out or something…

And on the north bank

how many castles are in your city?

The Tower of London! Big, old and imposing…

We then headed west, back the way we came, and ended up here:

as you can see, this was taken mid-afternoon

The clock tower at the end of Parliament.
“But Darke!” I hear you shout. “Isn’t that monument called Big Ben?”

NO! I reply with gusto. Big Ben is the BELL inside the clock tower that chimes on the hour and every quarter hour after.

again, smaller then I thought it was, but still quite big

After that we headed up to see some other sights, stopping briefly here:

there was some kinda protest that day…something about muslims…

Downing Street. Home of the Prime Minister. Yup.

Anyways, we had walked a long-ass way that day, and our original plans had been scuppered around lunch time, so I bought Tara home with me and she stayed the weekend.

On Sunday we headed over to Eltham Palace. I LIVE in Eltham, but I have never been to Eltham Palace. It used to be a huge place that King Henry VIII (Henry Tudor, who beheaded and divorced like nobodies business) used to live in as a child, but a lot of it fell to ruin, only to be replaced with this ultra chic Art Deco house in the 1930’s. and it was lived in by some very wealthy people who were quite influential in Eltham during the thirties and the second world war.

I cannot begin to explain how awesome this house was

The house had some pretty sweet design features, like under floor heating, and internal telephone system, a centralised vacuum cleaner with ports all over the house, and the very latest in design…well, it was back then…

Unfortunately I wasn’t able to take picture inside the house, but I managed to sneak one off:

it inspired me, so I broke the rules. Sue me.

This was taken inside the Great Hall, the only surviving part of the original Palace.

jeez, what is it with me and sunlight?

Seems sunny doesn’t it? don’t be fooled, it was freezing cold…to the point where some of the moat had frozen over!

this waterfall was pretty awesome

it would have been nicer if it had been warm, but still…
apparently they used to swim in the moat…seems a bit nippy to me
not all the moat is flooded…some of it makes a rather nice garden

I honestly never knew a place this cool and beautiful existed so close to where I live.

After Eltham Palace, we went to see National Treasure at the movies. Considering I had never seen the first NT, it was a pretty good movie, and I enjoyed it.

Tara stayed the night again, and then headed back down to Bournemouth Monday Morning. She heads home to America today. It was fun hanging out with her, even though we have very different opinions on some things. I suppose it all has to do with the cultures we were raised in. still, it was nice to have someone to do stuff with.


This week is gonna be work and more work. I'm almost finished with the inking phase of my mecha tournament, and then all I gotta do is scan and edit. Shouldn’t take me too long. *fingers crossed*

Well, that’s it from me today. Nothing special or spectacular today, you all had photos. Let it settle.

Ciao!

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