In the summer of 1993 Paul, Nate and Laura went to England. We'd like to say that after three weeks we returned to the United States with a better understanding of English life and culture. Unfortunately we were young and stupid so all we came back with was stories about hanging around the place we stayed watching "Telly". Also we went to see Jurrasic Park... great flick!
Nate kept a journal of his travels in Great Britain... Paul and Laura kept similar books but filled them with silly drawings. Presented here for the first time is Chef "Nate" Elf's English Travel Journals.... enjoy.
[The words in red are the words of Present Day Nate. You don't think that's too vain do you?]
Wednesday August 11, 1993
I'm getting ready for a two hour car trip to Wales. We were woken up an hour ago but when we found out we weren't leaving until 9:00 we went back to sleep until 5 minutes ago. Grown ups have a funny idea about how long it takes to put on your shoes.
We're in a town with a name like South Amphey or something. There are 2 roads and the population is 11. I just got some soda and bacon crisps and candy at the local store. I still don't see Wales. Paul and Laura woke up so now I have people to talk to.
We're getting ready to go over a really impressive bridge but there's one problem: there are active explosives in this area because the geniuses in the British Military used it as a target practice. I'll write again if I live
After a small little episode at a gas station in Wales, Laura shall we say... lost her lunch. Her lunch happened to be a bag of bacon crisps that I had bought her. Unfortunately she didn't find her lunch, I did! It was easy considering it was in my lap! She says she feels better now so that's good. Now we're all discussing vomiting history. I haven't thrown up since 1989.
[And I still haven't thrown up since 1989. That's my claim to fame. It's what makes me something of a local celebrity.]
We're on our way to Cardiff to buy Laura some new clothes. Our driver says that his father has never thrown up. This is an obvious lie. In some town there was this drunk guy holding his nose while directing traffic and making a rude noise. It was pretty cool.
As our last real trip on this vacation comes to a close I think I can say that this trip has been great. Seeing another country and another continent has been more than enjoyable. Even after 3 weeks we haven't been able to explore half of the many many sights that England has to offer. I hope to come back to this wonderful country again. Maybe after I graduate. Paul and Laura are asleep right now. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Wales just as much as London.
[Nathan you idiot.]
We're home and I'm making spaghetti for Paul, Laura and myself. Tomorrow we're going to go to Birmingham the home town of Black Sabbath. Rock on.
[Today's grade: A-, seeing scenic Wales was actually pretty cool and I have fond memories of it. Watching "Sean's Show" is something I wouldn't even vaguely remember if I hadn't written it down.]
End of Day 20
Next time: Our "adventure" in Birmingham and we see lots of pictures of Lady Godiva in Coventry.