....No matter what Canada says. So, the morning after landing from Bangalore my friend Severine took me rock climbing in Bristol! Only in the UK will you find a rock gym that used to be a church. Despite my poor form, protestations of jet-lag and malaria, and time wasted trash-talking, I did make it up the wall a bunch of times, and even managed to do a wall race. My time was the slowest, but I feel good about finding the ceiling nonetheless. Sev showed me a GREAT time in Bristol--we had a huge amount of fun. Special thanks to her for a great cup of tea, driving me back to London, and just generally being awesome!!
Now I'm in London with one Sarah Plotkin Paul, and we are revisiting our old haunts from back in the day--when we were but two young girls bartending our way around the city for a summer! Somehow we've managed to have high tea every day that we've been here (most recently at the Savoy), see "Dirty Dancing: The Musical!" and just generally enjoy London. We found our old apartment and the sketchy pub above which we lived, and it has been WONDERFUL.
I leave London today for home--where I'm hoping that my parents will be at the airport. I'll be in VA for just under a week, and then off to Peru!
3 continents down, 2 to go!
2 comments:
HAVE A GREAT FLIGHT BACK TO VA!!!
xoxo,
A
Are you even going to see this comment if it is from a blog you wrote over a year ago? So naive, so much to learn...
Actually, rock gyms in converted churches are probably more common than you would think. Check out Urban Krag -- Dayton, Ohio's own example. And hey, call us for climbing sometime... you were supposed to be great at it, remember o tall one!
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