this time tomorrow night I shall be on a virgin atlantic flight bound for londontown. huzzah! this maitresse spends way too much of her time reading, writing, and teaching about English literature and history-- and yet her knowledge of England after, oh, 1945 is completely negligible. as in, a british friend told me he was methodist, and I raised an eyebrow and said "A Dissenter, eh?" and he looked at me funny and told me no one says that anymore.
one whirlwind weekend in london back in january 1999 added little to my experience of contemporary britain, and so my knowledge of the place nowadays is filtered through the accents of various expatriate professors, friends, Monty Python, Hugh Grant, and an obsession with BBC America. In other words, I'm totally stoked to spend the next fortnight traveling around with my best mate, Emily. see? I'm getting the lingo down already.
First stop: Dublin for Bloomsday. I'll try to post as much as possible, and will include pictures if I can figure out how. "Yes, I said yes, I will yes!"