after bundling like i've never been bundled before, we were informed by the powers that be that we indeed did NOT have school yesterday. or today, for that matter. why? because london can't handle weather. 5 inches tops. no buses, no subways (well, most of them), stores were closing early, and we were nearly chased home by concerned tisch personnel.
but did that stop us? absolutely not.
below are some portraits of the blizzard.
and the faces of the brave in the time of crisis.this is a pelican escaping the cold by posing for a bunch of tourists.
this is maggie & i thawing out and being awkward.
this is winston churchill.
the man hated pigeons,
but he probably would have approved of the snowman.
[ps - londoners LOVE making snowmen. everywhere & anywhere.]
this is st. james' park. buckingham palace is waay off in the distance, blanketed in fog.
this is tommy making a snow angel.
please note the cigarette.
this is anna celebrating snow and no school.
you see? we survived. maggie, anna, liz & i trudged all the way to westminster abbey and, escaping the snow and the cold, made friends with a bunch of famous dead people. queen elizabeth, henry V, and charles dickens were among those who welcomed us in. the abbey on the whole was a bit confusing to navigate. one of those places you need a tour guide for. nothing matches. they threw as many people in there as humanly possible. and you never know when you're standing on someone's final resting place. like, all of a sudden i look down and charles dickens is under my feet. weird. but it was beautiful. creepy, yes. but gorgeous. i want to go again. i think i'll take little seth when he comes in march. just so we can visit all of our former co-stars.
today was snow day number 2. for literally no reason. i awoke to sunny skies and temperatures in the high 30s. icy, yes. but navigable. even conval would have had school. so liz, maggie, philip and i took full advantage and went to the imperial war museum over on the south bank. it was amazing. i don't think i've ever been to that thorough of a museum. ever. we walked through the trenches, sat through the blitz, and descended into the holocaust. obviously, it didn't make for the most lively afternoon, but we all left much more knowledgeable than when we came in. there was even a whole exhibit on british secret agents.
i guess i could never imagine living through times like those. as hard as i try, as thoroughly as i read the posters and notes, scanned the letters and gazed at the uniforms. i know i am incredibly fortunate to have never seen life interrupted by war. to see so closely how people hate. how they fight. how they disregard. it just makes me hope more and more for our future.
on that note, i am going to bed.
tomorrow is a big day. swords. corsets. history.
you know. normal day at school.
goodnight, my darlings.
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