Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day?

Thanks to inexpensive airfare from Innsbruck to London, I was finally able to visit Elizabeth, one of my best friends from home who has just recently completed a masters of Human Rights in London.  My second stop was to see some of my beloved Brits that I became close with over my first year of teaching in the province of Carinthia (Kärnten), Austria.

If any of you know, I love depicting places in often unrealistic amazing ways...And this is how I see England:

A.  The Countryside: compliments to the TV series Downton Abbey

B.  Londontown: Gwyneth Paltrow is my alter-ego

C.  Harrods: 1970s buying a lion cub like"Christian the Lion" while wearing bell-bottoms and having feathery hair

D.  Indian Culture and "Footy":

    

Part One: Visiting Elizabeth

 London is brilliant and bustling -there's so much to do but I only had a few days so I was just going to soak it in pretending to be a local with Elizabeth-unfortunately, our accents kind of gave that away.  And trust me, if you've heard my impersonations, I'd only be saying "Shall I compare thee to a sommer's day?" or "Ahhh What are you liiike? and my classic go-to word, "Dahhhling".  In my head I sound like Natasha Richardson in the Parent Trap.  She's just so classy.  May she rest in peace.

    

Anyway, I jumped off the plane and the first thing I did after customs was buy a celebratory bottle of Beefeater from the duty-free shop.  Elizabeth and I would be catching up enjoying G&Ts.  Where's the Waterford crystal when you need it?? We used plastic cups.  That night we went out with her friends to what used to be horse stables-How English!

After our night out with Prince Harry (harhar) and a bit of damage control the next morning, Elizabeth showed me around her London.  I wasn't in a rush to do everything touristy because within 4 days that's a bit impossible to do-especially if you have a friend like me who MUST take 1000 pictures trying to get the best "artsy" shot.

Here are some of the highlights:

Borough Market:

It's only one of the nicest markets I've visited.  Elizabeth and I went in the morning, bought some coffee from a small little place across the way where they grind and press everything for you on the spot, and then started to eat our way through the market for breakfast/lunch.  We love our free samples!



                                 

 Elizabeth browsing:  Here she's thinking "ugh not another photo!"

Gluten-free Hot Crossed Buns:  Although understanding the health benefits, I decided to opt for the original.  

Turkish Delight: No we didn't catch Edmund there!  He must be in the wardrobe...

Around town: it was sunny and warm (in April, mind you!) so we really wanted to spend a lot of time outside.  I happened to hit a good week for no rain.

Notting Hill:

                                     

                                                          

Pub Culture:  An After-work Ale

Before a beer....

And after a beer...  

Part Two:  Reuniting with my Brits

Helen, my dear friend and English Rose picked me up for the train ride.  Knowing one of my most favorite animals, she made me do this on Trafalgar square.....

Smitten Kitten

To fulfill my other vision of ideal English living, I reunited with my English friends who became as close as family while we taught English in Austria.  For once our activities weren't centered around hiking, skiing, farm animals, and chatting about the reintroduction of bears in Austria!  But because we all share a love of the outdoors and agriculture, we all met in Rob's village, Sherborne St. John (an hour or so away from London), to see his home and his self-run, self-bought 1/4 Acre Farm.

The Quarter Acre Farm:

                                 

It's really special to see a friend do something they truly love and have proven to do something many might see as over-reaching.  Rob, more endearingly referred to as "Ro-bear" for his grizzly-like qualities, bought a piece of land with his own earnings a student might have and started his own farm of chickens, pigs, and other crops.  We all felt pretty proud to share the experience with him.

So of course, we played with the pigs:

Lucy, speckled Fitzgerald, and Kathy

Kathy and Kathy...yes, the first thing I have named after me is a pig.  Marvelous

The boys in their element

                                   

And the girls pretending to be in Pride and Prejudice

That night we grilled over a campfire...

The Stately Life:

Because they know how much I love Jane Austen (what girl doesn't) and period pieces, we went to a beautiful home in Rob's area

Having "Cream Tea: scones, clotted cream, jam, and naturally tea

Relaxing in the grass

Although the trip was short, it was sweet...and full of English cheekiness

our little group altogether on the farm

Our last outing was to Rob's local pub, The Swan

Returning back to London to see Elizabeth, we had a special last dinner of bone marrow at a "snout-to-tail" restaurant.  A choice Elizabeth would be inspired to do.  It was really good!  I'm pretty sure Anthony Bordain has either been to this place and if not, he'd love it.

 

And on cue, it began to poor in London

Don't fret, I haven't joined the European Union yet

Grüss Gott!

As time becomes shorter until I jump over the pond to live with our older more sophisticated friend, Europe, I created this blog in order to let my beloved family and friends know that I'm still alive and well. By doing so I'll be able to share my experiences of new people, cultures, and places during my studies abroad in Bamberg, Germany with you- No matter how ungraceful and humiliating these stories may be. Mami, I'll keep them G rated so you can read them too. This way you'll know for sure that I haven't decided to hide in the Alps living my life out hiking hut to hut with pink cheeked, long bearded, burly mountain men while keeping hedgehogs as pets and sticking to a strict beer, saugsage, and bread diet. (Oh if only) If you know me well, you'll already be expecting stories of 5+ hours in art museums, long walks or jogs of exploration, sitting outside cafes in the sun, and meeting german boys named Hans and Franz over wine and beer inspired conversations about the world as we know it . But oh don't worry, I won't forget my glorious moments that are often followed with reactions of a. hysterical "you-would-do-that-kathy" laughter or b. [pets back] "Aw it's okay". Humility helps us retain our ability to be happy and humble. Don't you think? Regardless, this blog will help both of us through these 5 months to come. In the future I'll hopefully use it to share my voyages in any corner of our ever flattening world I may be so fortunate to visit. Be expecting a postcard!

Countdown: 24 days

Needs:

• Travel sized toiletries
• Stone-faced Passport Pictures (I'm aiming for the Jason Bourne look)

Caution: epiphanies and quotations