I'm back home. And I'm happy to be here. I'm back with my family and friends and people I'd missed all summer long.
Of course, now, I miss all my friends from Cam Prep, but I've found them on Facebook and I hope to stay in touch.
Over all, Cam Prep was an awesome experience. I learned a lot about Social Psychology and Creative Writing, but I learned a lot about some other stuff, too. I learned financing and how to manage money. I learned about personal safety and how to live mostly on my own. I learned how to make friends and how to show my Christianity without being in-your-face about it.
I'm gonna miss the guys from Cam Prep, but I'm going to remember them, and the good times we had, forever.
I don't think I'll ever be the same after this trip. Truth is, I don't want to be.
God Bless,
Erienne
Friday, August 14, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
#20 How Quickly Can I Catch You Up?
I'm so sorry that I haven't posted a blog in so long. It's just that I've been so busy this week!
Okay, I'll start with Wednesday. It was my last day of classes with Cam Prep. The creative writing class went punting on the river. We saw some swans and a lot of ducks. It was only a little rainy.
Then we had to pack up and I took a shower and stuff like that. I put on my dress and went down to our formal dinner and awards ceremony.
I found out that I won first prize for my Canterbury tale. My reward was a Rolling Stones mug with the lips and tongue, and the Union Jack is on the tongue. It was titled "The Rolling Stones Licks Britain."
We had a dance and said our goodbyes. I know a lot of people cried, even though I didn't. Crazy things happened that night, but I just went to sleep.
Thursday I said goodbye to the friends who were left, and then my mom came. I showed her around my favorite spots in Cambridge, saying goodbye to the city. I'm really going to miss the fact that I could walk to anywhere I wanted to go.
Then we went to Aunt Kristen's and Uncle Bill's.
Friday morning we went out to Buckingham Palace and took tours through the Queen's Gallery, Royal Mews, and the State Rooms. The place is beautiful. I absolutely loved the art everywhere.
Mom and I ate "at the palace" in a little cafe some business-minded people had set up on the veranda. But then I got a migraine. It was so painful that we decided not to do Westminster Abbey like we were going to, but instead to go straight home. But before we left we bought some nifty souvenirs.
Saturday we got up early to go to Madame Tussauds the minute it opened. Just as I feared, I knew virtually none of the people there. The first person I recognized was Patrick Stewart who was hiding behind a column and impossible to see unless you happened to be taking a picture of your mom with George Clooney. Most of the people I recognized were world leaders. Like Obama. And Gandhi.
After Tussauds we spent some time trying to find the Sherlock Holmes Museum. We never did find it, instead heading out on a quest to get tickets to Waiting for Godot with Patrick Stewart. Well, that wasted a lot of time, and then we went to Les Miserables.
Beautiful production. I'm so glad I actually got to see it. It was wonderful, the staging was brilliant, and Eponine didn't sound like she was singing through her nasal passages.
Sunday we went to the Tower of London and listened to the Beefeater tour. Very funny. Then we went and got tickets for Waiting for Godot.
Sir Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart. Two of the greatest actors alive, debatedly two of the greatest actors in the world. And I saw them live on stage.
Unfortunately, I barely understood the play. It was highbrow and esoteric. At least its meaning was. As far as the rest, the two main characteras Didi (played by Patrick) and Gogo (played by McKellen) are smelly, coarse hobos. It was funny, but I missed a lot of Ian McKellen because we were in restricted viewing seats. I loved it anyways.
After that, we went on the London Eye, which was nice but overrated.
Today we're going to go to As You Like It at the Globe theatre. :)
God Bless,
Erienne
Okay, I'll start with Wednesday. It was my last day of classes with Cam Prep. The creative writing class went punting on the river. We saw some swans and a lot of ducks. It was only a little rainy.
Then we had to pack up and I took a shower and stuff like that. I put on my dress and went down to our formal dinner and awards ceremony.
I found out that I won first prize for my Canterbury tale. My reward was a Rolling Stones mug with the lips and tongue, and the Union Jack is on the tongue. It was titled "The Rolling Stones Licks Britain."
We had a dance and said our goodbyes. I know a lot of people cried, even though I didn't. Crazy things happened that night, but I just went to sleep.
Thursday I said goodbye to the friends who were left, and then my mom came. I showed her around my favorite spots in Cambridge, saying goodbye to the city. I'm really going to miss the fact that I could walk to anywhere I wanted to go.
Then we went to Aunt Kristen's and Uncle Bill's.
Friday morning we went out to Buckingham Palace and took tours through the Queen's Gallery, Royal Mews, and the State Rooms. The place is beautiful. I absolutely loved the art everywhere.
Mom and I ate "at the palace" in a little cafe some business-minded people had set up on the veranda. But then I got a migraine. It was so painful that we decided not to do Westminster Abbey like we were going to, but instead to go straight home. But before we left we bought some nifty souvenirs.
Saturday we got up early to go to Madame Tussauds the minute it opened. Just as I feared, I knew virtually none of the people there. The first person I recognized was Patrick Stewart who was hiding behind a column and impossible to see unless you happened to be taking a picture of your mom with George Clooney. Most of the people I recognized were world leaders. Like Obama. And Gandhi.
After Tussauds we spent some time trying to find the Sherlock Holmes Museum. We never did find it, instead heading out on a quest to get tickets to Waiting for Godot with Patrick Stewart. Well, that wasted a lot of time, and then we went to Les Miserables.
Beautiful production. I'm so glad I actually got to see it. It was wonderful, the staging was brilliant, and Eponine didn't sound like she was singing through her nasal passages.
Sunday we went to the Tower of London and listened to the Beefeater tour. Very funny. Then we went and got tickets for Waiting for Godot.
Sir Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart. Two of the greatest actors alive, debatedly two of the greatest actors in the world. And I saw them live on stage.
Unfortunately, I barely understood the play. It was highbrow and esoteric. At least its meaning was. As far as the rest, the two main characteras Didi (played by Patrick) and Gogo (played by McKellen) are smelly, coarse hobos. It was funny, but I missed a lot of Ian McKellen because we were in restricted viewing seats. I loved it anyways.
After that, we went on the London Eye, which was nice but overrated.
Today we're going to go to As You Like It at the Globe theatre. :)
God Bless,
Erienne
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