Literary and Epic

Dear Blogosphere, do you miss me? I miss you!

I know it's been forever. I seems that my last few weeks in London are doomed. They are not unhappy however, just unlucky. I am pretty sure that I am the unluckiest/luckiest person alive. I am living in an oxymoron I know. I live an amazing life surrounded by fabulous and strong people, but every little bad thing that can happen does happen and will happen. In two weeks, I passed out on the train, Dad's passport was rejected, had my wallet stolen, got snowed in in Scotland, barely survived a 10 hour train ride, turned 22 and my computer broke. Also in the past two weeks, I turned 22, my parents came, Elizabeth was here, I went to Oxford, saw Harry Potter twice, drank a lot, saw Romeo and Juliet, ect! It was really great to have people from home to share this time with.

The past few weeks have had a literary theme. I visited the 100 Acre Wood, although the tea shop called Pooh's Corner was closed, we still hiked through the place where Christopher Robin played. Catherine and I went to Jane Austen's house in the darling village of Chawton. It is one of the only towns in England (not in the Cotswold) with thatched roofs. It was really amazing. The two of us are huge Austen fans. Seeing her witting desk was...well honestly I'm lost for words. However, seeing a lock of her hair was a bit odd. Elizabeth and I visited Oxford, the mecca for literary creativty: the birhtplace of Alice in Wonderland, The Chronicles of Narnia, and Lord of the Rings. Oxford is also one of the many towns that also claims Harry Potter as well. We saw some really great movie locations! I really loved Oxford. It's amazing. So old and quaint, but still modern and full of energy. Funnily enough, Elizabeth and I were both raised Methodist. Turns out, Methodism was born in Oxford. Together we took our own religious pilgrmage. It was cool. We saw many potraits of the JW, and the church where the first methodist meeting was held.

Elizabeth and I saw Harry on opening day in the IMAX, the biggest screen in Great Britain apparently. It was worth it. Deathly Hallows Part 1 really exceeded my expectations the first time, it didn't hold up as well on the second viewing but it was still good. Yes, I saw it twice with less than a week between. I am a super fan, don't judge me.

Honestly, I don't have time to finish this blog entry. I will return to my literary adeventures soon with highlights from Mummy and Daddy's visit.