




For halloween we had to be cowgirls - since we're westerners of course. (Or because our creativity was spent and you can get a beautifully bedazzled cowgirl hat at the 99 pence store around the corner)


Some lovely cast-iron and beautiful buildings...


A fair warning posted at a pub. I have an instructor who told us that he went to the states and had a beer over lunch and everyone looked at him like he was an alcoholic, but he said here everyone has a beer over lunch and if you don't people think you're an alcoholic because you can't trust yourself to stop at just one. He also said that the biggest goal of an englishman is to die without ever having been emberrassed. Still trying to wrap my head around that one.

Well, when in Rome...

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