In the summer of 1993 Paul, Nate and Laura went to England. We'd like to say that after three weeks we returned to the United States with a better understanding of English life and culture. Unfortunately we were young and stupid so all we came back with was stories about hanging around the place we stayed watching "Telly". Also we went to see Jurrasic Park... great flick!
Nate kept a journal of his travels in Great Britain... Paul and Laura kept similar books but filled them with silly drawings. Presented here for the first time is Chef "Nate" Elf's English Travel Journals.... enjoy.
[The words in red are the words of Present Day Nate. You don't think that's too vain do you?]
Monday July 26, 1993
I'm out of the shower and ready to go. It was much better since Paul figured out that if you removed the shower head that the water pours on your rather than drips. So it's like beeing peed on instead of being sweated on. Excellent. I'm finally over that jetlag it seems, although 9:00 and already showered is a bit early for me. Yesterday Paul and I saw a sign that said Doner Kebabs. We're going to take a picture of it. I don't think I have taken many pictures yet. I've got 6 rolls so I should probably start snapping away. We're going into Reading today to get some bus passes.
[I'm currently in the middle of moving and was unable to find my photo album. It's packed somewhere in this room. It's just me, my computer and a bunch of boxes so I'll never find it. In retrospect the sign that said "Doner Kebabs" wasn't as fantastic as my 15 year old self made it out to be. Perhaps I will post the picture after I'm all moved in to my new apartment, but don't count on it.]
We've got our bus passes and we're sitting outside some office building. Apparently we're going to some museum of something.
Paul just drew a very scathing indictment of the Queen and Parliament and left it on the ground. The people from the University were talking about going to Sainsbury to buy doorstops! I guess we're really taking Britain by storm!
There are these sensor lights in the dorms where we're staying. They detect your movement and automatically go on. If you slither across the floor on your belly really slow you can avoid turning them on and "win." A few minutes ago I "won."
I just thought that I'd write to mention some of the peculiarities I've discovered thus far in my voyage. The toilet is called "Armitage Shanks." The dish soap is called, "washing up liquid." and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are called "Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles." Oil of Olay is called "Oil of Ulay."
We just had a meeting to decided what to do for the big trip tomorrow. This is pretty serious. We have to wake up early and stuff. Time for sleepy Bo Bos! Goodnight!
[Today's grade: D- Would be an F but some progress is being made towards finally doing something.]
End of Day 4
Next time: I get yelled at in Westminster Abbey and finally get off my ass and have a crumpet.