After I got brutally dumped in England this summer I was left with a lot of time to kill and not a lot of cash. I wandered around Wimbledon with my banjo, haunting parks and pubs and meeting amazing people… (Read on …)
Friday morning I woke up early in Redding and loaded up all of my gear (I should play fewer instruments/and/or get a band to tour with me and help me carry stuff). I could tell that a storm had moved in overnight, in alignment with my sister’s predictions. I had picked up some chains for my tires in Sacramento for my drive to Portland, but was still hoping I wouldn’t have to use them… (click ‘view original post’ if you’re on facebook). (Read on …)
Natalie and I had a short layover in Vancouver, Canada. We decided to look around in all of the overpriced shops and ended up chatting with the MAC counter girl. (Read on …)
On July sixth I drove up 6 hours to Shell Beach, picked up my good friend Natalie, and drove 5 hours to San Francisco. If you are reading this on Facebook, click “view original post.” On the blogsite click “read more.” (Read on …)
Natalie and I crammed in just about as much sight-seeing as was humanly possible in our first night in England. This way to the Air Raid Shelter!!!
Glad to know where that is, just in case…
This was my first time visiting the Tower Bridge. I don’t know how I managed to avoid it the last time. It reminds me of Disneyland!
Natalie is wondering what makes the Thames so murky… I recall seeing a dead squirrel floating in the Oxford Canal. Pretty sure the entire river is filled with dead squirrels. I had a dream about it.
That building looks like an Easter egg. I can’t recall what it is at the moment… silly Brits! They are definitely much more creative when it comes to their architecture. I suppose it’s because they have had a longer time to work on it. It makes for an interesting and unexpected skyline. The London Eye does the same thing for the other side of the river.
At St. Paul’s Cathedral I was fairly certain I heard Mary Poppins singing.
This is the Millennium Bridge! Super exciting.
We ended up at a great pub by Trafalgar square and met a few friendly Brits. It was soooo wonderful to be in a real pub again!!!
Natalie and successfully navigated our way through the long tunnels of the Heathrow airport. I always think of “Love Actually” when I walk into that long stretch after Customs where everyone greets you. (If you are reading this on Facebook, click “view original post” to read/see the rest). (Read on …)
The place we crashed at last night is a part of a Christian camp, so it has that kind of nostalgic, delightfully musty feel that makes me almost remember some hazy happy memory. (Read on …)