So…I do this thing

 …where I lose the desire to write about myself. So, I put off writing diary entries one day at a time until- OOPS- looks like it’s been two months. Yeah, that happened. I’m alive and well and all that. 

The summer’s been good so far. =) Heather’s been living with us. Heather’s never been high up on my favorite people list and I still think she can be a bitch sometimes, but I can honestly call her my friend now. She’d be even more of a friend if she paid utilities. Just saying.

I was stressed the other day because Meghan still hadn’t found a place to live and she was stressed to the point of tears. I was worried she wasn’t going to get her act together and scared that she might blame me (even though I’ve done nothing wrong), but she emailed a bunch of places and I even went to go look at an apartment with her on Friday. She’s going to be rooming with a woman that she met through work. She turned in applications yesterday, but it sounds like the landlords are pretty ready to get the lease signed and whatnot.

The only thing left to worry about are the move-in/move-out dates. Meghan’s lease here is up on the 1st but she will be moving in to her new place on the 11th. Because I’m not a cruel person, it looks like I’ll be sleeping on the couch for 10 days. I’m going to be taking Meghan’s old room and giving Gena mine, so I’ll just pack up my stuff and scatter it in the living room and the craft room. 

My trip was a lot of fun! I’m reacting weirdly to reliving it, however. It seems that once I’d told my parents all the fun details on the ride back from the airport that I was done talking about it to anyone. I think the most disappointing thing was realizing that I was a tourist in tourist hot spots. The romance was often diminished by the crowds and souvenir shops.

Our plans to go to Ireland were dashed, but that’s alright. In retrospect, we decided the trip would have been better if we had nixed Paris altogether and caught a flight out of Dublin instead. We did get to spend a day in Edinburgh, though! Fourteen-year-old-Laura was in absolute paradise and twenty-one-year-old-Laura was just as pleased. I’ve wanted to visit Scotland ever since reading/watching Trainspotting and falling in love with Ewan McGregor. I fell even more in love with the country scenery. How is it possible for a place to be so picturesque? Rainy morning skies and big green hills dotted with sheep? You’re killin’ me, Scotland!

My mom asked me if I’d ever want to move there. At one point I did. It seems like a lot of hassle to move to another country, especially when I’m already in love with my little square of the US. I kind of resent being this person, but I don’t think I want to leave Colorado. I might consider Minnesota, but only because I love it, too. Maybe Canada? In my naivete I imagine that all of Canada (minus Quebec) is like a hybrid of Colorado and Minnesota. No, I guess I’ll just stay put.

Alright, picture time. If there’s any desire whatsoever to see 800 more photos, I’m pretty sure I made the album public on my facebook. Just ask me about it privately so I’m not tossing out my personal info here. I’m not great at taking pictures, though, and I was using my ipod touch the entire time. Just a warning. 

As if I could resist. 

 

 

I don’t know why, but Big Ben has been my favorite building/structure/landmark/whatevs since I was little. How can you not love a giant clock?

Hannah and I while riding in the London Eye

 

 

Inside the Tower of London, looking at some ravens and Tower Bridge

We saw Henry V at the Globe. Very fun! Before the show, Hannah met Jamie Parker (Henry V) in the Pizza Express across the street and got his autograph. She was in London for a class on Shakespeare, so she was fangirling pretty hard.

Initially, I was put off by the rings on the bridge, but they grew on me. It’s kind of cool that I’ll be able to look back and say, yeah, I was there that month. 

This was our bed in the London hostel. We were right across the street from Hyde Park. 
 

I attempted to take pictures of the French countryside while speeding backwards in a train. It didn’t work too well.  

 

For lunch at the Louvre I accidentally bought a tuna sandwich instead of chicken (tuna makes me sick). So, I drank half this personal bottle of chardonnay without water or food. Hannah was nice enough to give me her apple and then I bought a muffin later. 

France, how did you know I love rabbits??

This picture looks warped up close. =(