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3-17-13
To quote Erykah Badu…what a day, what a day. We went to Stonehenge! On our way there is snowed!!!!! The British countryside is beautiful. I saw some big ass biscuits at the concession stand. Ends up it was a cheddar scone. It was ok. I also saw sheep grazing on the fields/hills near Stonehenge. AWESOME!!!
We then went to Bath. Originally I didn’t want to go, but unfortunately if you got on the bus this morning you had to go to both. I just decided to pay to enter the baths since I was already in town. It was cool. Saw some duckies swimming and bathing in the hot bath.
Tasted some of the clean hot spring water. It tasted coppery and it was warm. Glad I went. The bus ride back to London was long as hell. I Had to pee in that shoebox of a bathroom on the bus. I fell onto the toilet so I had no choice but to sit on it. I hit my head on the door. The water was cold. There was no soap or paper towels.
Had my big dinner at Old Amalfi Italian Restaurant right across from the hotel. Went with Caroleana, Kim and Sara. Had a ball! I ate fettuccini w/ broccoli and Italian sausage, white wine, prosecco, and limoncello. Limoncello is SKRONG! I also had tiramisu for dessert. Delicious!
On our way back across the street saw Jesse, Juan, Vanessa, Kristen, Patricia, and the Philly Girls on their way out so Caroleana and I joined them. Paid 10 pounds to get into Zoo. It was cool for about 1 ½ hours. That Jersey Shore music got on my last damn nerve. I had an amaretto, disarrono and coke=NICE! So glad I asked the middle eastern dude with the pretty smile what he was having. I wanted a St. Patrick’s Day hat…didn’t know where everyone else got theirs from. Found the Reggaeton/Top 40 room too little too late. I had already checked out. Nothing short of Too Short or Luke was gonna bring me back. An Argentinian rugby team came in. They were so adorable and friendly. Reminded me of Bud Bundy with the 1987 hair cuts and clothes. I wish there were more black people. There was a masseuse in the club. MAN, that dude got the magic touch from what I saw. I was like HEY MR. NIGERIAN MAN!! He know he could move his hands with expert sensual prowess. And now I’m back in my room. Gotta make sure I buy some drank for my flask tomorrow.
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