Visits

It's been a busy weekend for me! Best to outline for organizational purposes.

• Uncle Doug's visit to Nottingham: After a lot of last minute planning, Uncle Doug made the long drive from London to Notts and picked me up at my dorm. Queue a slightly unnerving first drive in a car for me over here and a quick wander around the city centre. We finally decided on visiting the "oldest inn of the UK" that I mentioned before and settled in for a pint of Old Trip ale and a meal chock full of calories and, for me, a ridiculous amount of goat cheese. I've noticed they are really freaking into cheese over here and I positively love it. We finished our cozy meal and brew and made our way back to the car. On our way though, we encountered a local hero: Robin Hood.Overall, it was a great visit and I am really glad he could make it up to Notts and treat me to a dinner that wasn't mass produced.
• Ocean: Once Uncle Doug dropped me off, I headed over to Gen's and had a Guinness at Rutland's bar and since we were both pretty knackered we had decided to stay in. However, after listening to a really upbeat dance tune, our minds were changed and we were in a taxi in less than half an hour. Things were going pretty well until we discovered a young girl completely passed out in the toilet face down in various bodily fluids. It was really attractive. Long story short, it took us and the managers of the club about an hour and a half to locate her silly drunk friends and get her conscious. It was pretty gross and ridiculous, but Gen and I got six drink vouchers out of it. After we were sure she was fine, we hit up the dance floor again and decided to save our vouchers for another night and had a pretty good sober night out.
• Coaches and Site seeing: The next morning, Gen and I caught our half eleven coach to London and spent about four hours trying to sleep off our inexplicable hangovers. We arrived at Victoria Station and began to walk around trying to get in a few sites and shops before the sun set.
• Dinner and corkscrews: Gen and I met up with her friend, Leah, who was staying at our uncle's flat and graciously let us stay there. We caught a subway and then a bus and got started making a really great dinner of cheese (I told you I've been consuming loads of it), bread and oil, ravioli, and wine. Once dinner was over we broke open a bottle of champagne and started to get ready for going out. There was a minor problem with a cork screw on the fourth bottle of wine we tried to open, but the only casualty was the top of the bottle. (:
• Night out: We caught the tube to get uptown and we met up with a few exchange students who were also visiting London, but sketched off to explore more bars. I'll leave the quantity of alcohol a mystery (for dignity's sake and the lack of memory from all parties, but I'll say we did London right). Around four we decided we were completely knackered and the bars were closing anyway. Catching a taxi proved to be impossible, but Gen took control and found the right bus line to get us home for an early breakfast of bacon, orange juice, and, the highlight, fried bread.
  
• Dorm, sweet, dorm: Needless to say, Sunday's hangovers were more easily explained and the return coach ride was borderline miserable. I am home safely now and getting some schoolwork done. It was a truly legend weekend though and I hope to visit London a bit more intensely at some point.