nomad'z land

europe tour commence! straight from finishing my first year of grad school (wheee!!!!) to a looooong (well pretty long) flight to glasgow scotland with a stop in newark. i arrived 730am and j wasnt due to get in til noon from ireland, so naturally i went to the bar and drank until he arrived. jk i went to the hotel and slepttttt oh a bed felt so good. i would have liked to walk around and tour the place a little but it was cold and i was sleepy so whomp. j got in and we slept some more, then showtime! it was across the street at this place called Oran Mor which used to be a church and is now well the opposite of a church i guess. i found a new friend, some lady who was getting on to the elevator at the same time and who was wearing a short dress which i got excited about not because im a male or a perv but because i was wearing shorts since i have no idea how to pack/dress for cold weather, and i felt reinforced in my decision. sidenote, weather is not as bad as i anticipated, maybe its the power of the clothes i packed. like the secret but through fashion. anyway she was from texas which in hindsight just meant that we both didnt know how to pack for cold weather, not that i had necessarily made the right clothing decision.

anyway, great time, although i was pretty much just busy drinking with my new friend and her husband rather than paying attention to the show. so you know how i tore my left acl and im not supposed to be wearing stilletos, yes i now understand why. i was walking along after the show, ladida, and i felt myself falling (i think i was tripping over the trash on the floor) and i grabbed one random person’s arm, then another’s, apologizing all the while, and i did not fall, but i definitely twisted my right ankle and made my bum knee feel a little more bum. so fml. its been two days and its better, but still a little swollen and i cant wear those heels or the like ever again unless im being carried wherever i go and then just sitting the rest of the time.

gosh im trying to remember what happened after the show. oh yeah i was drunk then we got on the bus and talked shit until we left at like 2am for london. i believe it was a 7 or 8 hour drive. oh man the bathroom on this bus smells so cray. but other than that its a two story magenta colored bus and bunks are slightly longer than usual. we all sleep on the top floor and i just love when were all cramped on one bus, but then again im not here for the whole time so. i still love it!

we get to london and i am determined to get j up so we can roam around and he can show me touristy shit. he finally got up at noon which isnt too bad. we took a taxi to camden for a little shoppyshop, to piccadilly circus for chinese food, and i think thats it? got back and napped sitting up in the dressing room of the venue, islington assembly hall, soooo warm in there i love warm!!! ummm then.. god i suck. showtime, wowzers at times when everyone was jumping up and down i felt like the floor was going to collapse underneath us. so i drank some more to calm myself down. or i just drank because drinking has not gotten old yet. so show was good, then we tried to go to a karaoke place across the street which i was soo excited about, but fail, it was closing in like 10 minutes and they wouldnt let us do just one song.

okay im writing too much, almost finished. then we went to this bar that played rockabilly music which was soooo fun. j and i danced all night the way his parents did when they fell in love. and everyone was dancing and drinking and almost getting into fights but not, which i ran out to check and j said “sure honey ill stay here and watch our stuff.” best boyfriend ever material right there. lotsa fun and we werent due to leave london til freaking 7am cause we were only going two or so hours to manchester, so we got shitty food from the store next door (read: two-packs of microwaveable cheeseburgers) and ate all of it because i totally wanted to have no control over my bowels this morning. not. so here we are in manchester at the end of our day off and who cares here are pics: