Sorry, sorry!

Day 4

10a.m. First day of class. George rambles on about the structure of plays and films. Gotta love script analysis. But we’re in London, so hey! So after class, I have a jacket potato (new British fav) with chili and cheese, soooo delicious, then meet at St. Paul’s Cathedral for a tour.

Unfortunately we aren’t allowed to take pictures inside the cathedral, but it is absolutely beautiful. I choose, after the tour, to brave the 500+ stairs to the top of the dome. Precarious? Yes. Dizzying? Yes. Totally worth it? Absolutely. (pictures coming soon! They weren’t taken on my camera.)

We decide to stay for the sung Eucharist. Incense, choir boys, and Latin chants make me realize that the Church of England is a little bit much for me. But now I can say that I have taken communion in the cathedral where Princess Diana was married. Once again, famous by proxy.

After a full day of religion and history, we are starving. We head to Pizza Express, which we believe to be a fast food joint but turns out to be a classy, classy place. Who knew that in London, pizza is fine dining?

LONDON, WHAT?

Dear London. Your ads confuse me to no end. WHAT?