PaRLiMeNt, PiZzA, PhOnE BoOtHs, & BaGLeS

Friday, December 12th

I spent the majority of this morning packing and getting ready for the departure home. Then in the afternoon I had the opportunity to go on a tour of Parliament with Katie, who had an internship there over the semester. I was really excited but it turned out to be not so great of an experience.

After we left, we ended up waiting outside in the rain and the cold for about 45 minutes for Kara to show up, and then when we finally did get inside, all anyone wanted to do was walk around to the gift shops and not see anything of any importance. We could have waited around for about half an hour to go inside of a session for the House of Commons, however no one wanted to wait. I was really upset about the fact that we were here and basically only got a tour of the gift shops, however, at least I had the opportunity to actually go inside of Parliament.

I went back to my room and packed some more, and then Cody, Rachael and I planned to meet Colin at the Weatherspoon for dinner. He was running late from work and since Cody and I had to catch a show that evening, the three of us decided to go across the street and grab something quick from Pizza Express since we had been told for a long time to try it out. It was great and I will really miss European pizza. Another cultural aspect here is that it is considered rude to eat pizza with your hands. Only a fork and knife is acceptable, unless you order from a Little Caesar’s equivalency. Whereas in the states you look silly if you don’t use your hands to eat it, here you will really be looked down upon if you do.

After dinner, Cody and I went to ‘The Thief of Baghdad’ over in the Covent Garden area and spent a little bit of time watching a street musician in front of the theatre. The play overall was alright, definitely geared more for children, but it was still enjoyable.











We eventually found Rachael, and spent the remainder of the evening in Colin’s room where he got us BAGELS! It was Rachael’s last day in London (tomorrow she was leaving for Tenerrife, in the Canary Islands with Shawn), so we decided to all hang out for one last Harrah with the fab four. All semester we had been hassle-ing Colin to buy the three of us bagels since he had mentioned the fabulous bagel store across from where he worked. Tonight was finally the night.

After a fun filled evening of bagels, phone booth pictures, and launching of dishpacks, we all went our separate ways and said goodnight.