Wednesday, July 20, 2011


Getting from Paris back over to England was a wee bit tricky because England did not want to let me in. But I did get in, finally, and, after a quick train ride under the Channel (what the what. it still blows my mind.) I was back in merry old England, this time with my friend and roommate Sian-Amy, who was home for a summer holiday, as she would say.
So, I stayed at her home, courtesy of her lovely family, and partied it up, England-style. Our first adventure, was an excursion to Brighton. Plus a birthday cake.

the rolling zones? with the uk's #1 mick jagger look-alike? yes. yes, please.

it was pure carnage after the seagulls got ahold of our fish & chips containers.

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