I will write nicely tomorrow, but right now it's almost midnight and my photography paper is basically done and I need to go to bed! But today I saw Laurie and went for High Tea with the group (paid for by Yale!) and then wrote my essay.
Lots of love,
Sarah
UPDATE:
Laurie walked for an hour to see me today! I beat her to Waterstone's, but only because I took the tube, which could be considered cheating, but then I did wake up late. We chatted away for an hour, drinking cappuccinos out of the take-away cups because Laurie doesn't trust the dishwashers! Then i showed her around Waterstone's, all the way up to the third floor! I have done a lot of stair climbing during the lat six weeks: as I just mentioned, Waterstone's is a tall building, and then our teaching room at the Paul Mellon Center is also on the third floor, and that building is narrow as well as tall, and so the stairs are spectacularly steep! Poor Laurie, I took her to the PMC as well. Fortunately everything is in a relatively small radius, and so there wasn't too much walking in between.
By the time I'd finished showing her around the PMC, we were both hungry, and so we went in the direction of the Sainsbury's just down the road. We were distracted by a bright pastel window-display of a shop called Tiger, which we think is a Danish shop! It's funny because it looks like one of those super expensive shops, but it really wasn't. I was roped into signing up for some competition, so listen out for my announcement of my winning a trip for six to somewhere or other. I think it was for a jungle retreat (question mark question mark question mark!) Then we walked past another shop - Cath Kidston - which really is as expensive as it looks! Finally, we reached Sainsbury's, where we capitalized on their "Meal Deal", getting a sandwich, a bottle of water, and a packet of chips. Usually I like to make a packed lunch but due to having to actually be somewhere on time this morning, I forgot and wasn't organised enough. We sat on a bench outside, with a lovely little wood-framed pub, lit up with profusions of bright flower-boxes, as our view across the street.
Eventually, we had to part because I needed to write my photography essay. I had just reached the top of the Paul Mellon Center stairs, almost where I wanted to work, when Nermin called out across the corridor and asked me if I was going to the High Tea or not. High Tea? I knew that our group had decided on a High Tea as our group outing, but I didn't know when we were supposed to be going. It turns out I had just missed the email, and fortunately it wasn't too late! So I climbed all the way back down the stairs, wishing all the while that there was one of those fireman poles down the middle which I could simply slide down!
Here are some pictures from the High Tea, and although I enjoyed it, I think I prefer having one cup of tea, maybe two, and one type of cake. I think that way back when High Tea was more of a real meal, it made sense to have salmon sandwiches and chocolate cake on the same platter, but nowadays, it's quite a few tastes to take in!
After the tea, I returned to the PMC and spent the next three hours working on my essay. I had to leave at five-ish, because that's when they shut. I didn' feel like going home, so I just wandered around the area, going into Boots and back into the Tiger shop, and just generally all over. I even went back to Waterstone's, where I chose the photos I want to print. It was actually a rather dreamy and hazy few hours, because I can't remember exactly what I did. Do you think it was the half-glass of champagne I had at the tea? (Half a glass because somehow I knocked the glass over when I was holding it (?) and spilt it on my jeans and my hair!)
On the tube ride home, I missed my stop because I was engrossed in drawing a person sitting opposite me. She was classically beautiful, and I suppose drawing her was a little bit creepy, but oh well! So I missed my stop, and only realized half-way to the next one. I just jumped out the one train when it stopped and hopped onto the one going back in the direction I'd come from, so it wasn't really a problem. When I got home, I made supper using THREE of the four stove top things, boiled my veggies, cooked my pasta to perfection, and concocted some strange but yummy dish of kidney beans, garlic, onion, and tomato paste. I was a bit over-zealous with the quantities, so guess what I'm having for lunch?
Then I settled down at the dining room table, put my earphones in and forgot to put any music on, and wrote my photography essay. I think it's almost done, which is great, because now I can focus on my history stuff!
So, it was a good, if somewhat blurry, day!
UPDATE:
Laurie walked for an hour to see me today! I beat her to Waterstone's, but only because I took the tube, which could be considered cheating, but then I did wake up late. We chatted away for an hour, drinking cappuccinos out of the take-away cups because Laurie doesn't trust the dishwashers! Then i showed her around Waterstone's, all the way up to the third floor! I have done a lot of stair climbing during the lat six weeks: as I just mentioned, Waterstone's is a tall building, and then our teaching room at the Paul Mellon Center is also on the third floor, and that building is narrow as well as tall, and so the stairs are spectacularly steep! Poor Laurie, I took her to the PMC as well. Fortunately everything is in a relatively small radius, and so there wasn't too much walking in between.
By the time I'd finished showing her around the PMC, we were both hungry, and so we went in the direction of the Sainsbury's just down the road. We were distracted by a bright pastel window-display of a shop called Tiger, which we think is a Danish shop! It's funny because it looks like one of those super expensive shops, but it really wasn't. I was roped into signing up for some competition, so listen out for my announcement of my winning a trip for six to somewhere or other. I think it was for a jungle retreat (question mark question mark question mark!) Then we walked past another shop - Cath Kidston - which really is as expensive as it looks! Finally, we reached Sainsbury's, where we capitalized on their "Meal Deal", getting a sandwich, a bottle of water, and a packet of chips. Usually I like to make a packed lunch but due to having to actually be somewhere on time this morning, I forgot and wasn't organised enough. We sat on a bench outside, with a lovely little wood-framed pub, lit up with profusions of bright flower-boxes, as our view across the street.
Eventually, we had to part because I needed to write my photography essay. I had just reached the top of the Paul Mellon Center stairs, almost where I wanted to work, when Nermin called out across the corridor and asked me if I was going to the High Tea or not. High Tea? I knew that our group had decided on a High Tea as our group outing, but I didn't know when we were supposed to be going. It turns out I had just missed the email, and fortunately it wasn't too late! So I climbed all the way back down the stairs, wishing all the while that there was one of those fireman poles down the middle which I could simply slide down!
Here are some pictures from the High Tea, and although I enjoyed it, I think I prefer having one cup of tea, maybe two, and one type of cake. I think that way back when High Tea was more of a real meal, it made sense to have salmon sandwiches and chocolate cake on the same platter, but nowadays, it's quite a few tastes to take in!
On the tube ride home, I missed my stop because I was engrossed in drawing a person sitting opposite me. She was classically beautiful, and I suppose drawing her was a little bit creepy, but oh well! So I missed my stop, and only realized half-way to the next one. I just jumped out the one train when it stopped and hopped onto the one going back in the direction I'd come from, so it wasn't really a problem. When I got home, I made supper using THREE of the four stove top things, boiled my veggies, cooked my pasta to perfection, and concocted some strange but yummy dish of kidney beans, garlic, onion, and tomato paste. I was a bit over-zealous with the quantities, so guess what I'm having for lunch?
Then I settled down at the dining room table, put my earphones in and forgot to put any music on, and wrote my photography essay. I think it's almost done, which is great, because now I can focus on my history stuff!
So, it was a good, if somewhat blurry, day!
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