An Eye on the City

The few days leading up to Rome were pretty mundane because of finals. I had a boring weekend in, even though I didn't really have to study, because I was sick and wanted to rest up before my trip. I only ventured out of the Crofton (my dorm) twice. The first time was Saturday evening, when I tried to get some more nighttime cough medicine but Boots was closed (ugh, I hate not having a 24-hr pharmacy). At least that night a few of us made a cake and decorated it with pink stuff for Valentine's Day (or rather, I made the cake and we all decorated a slab). On Sunday I schlepped to the laundromat. There used to be one right around the corner, but yay for us, it closed. And this new laundromat sucks. I spent 12 quid and my clothes were still wet. Some people have their clothes washed for them, and that's only 10 pounds, but I feel a little sketchy about a stranger touching my underwear. Oh, I also attempted to get medicine again that day, so I went to the pharmacy counter at Sainsbury's (a supermarket). While I was waiting, I saw an STD awerness poster that was a photograph of a woman, from her stomach to her thighs, wearing underwear that said "I have ghonorrea." I actually saw an an ad like this in the previews at the movie theater. It's pretty funny. But this woman was getting really angry and complained to the pharmacy people that it was "outrageous." I was trying not to laugh and it made me forget what I came for when the pharmacist asked.

Monday and Tuesday were finals, but now that they're over (phew!) we get to have fun again! My roommate and I did some fun touristy stuff here in London when we finished. First, we went to the Victoria and Albert museum. The most exciting thing there was a fashion exhibit, where they had a bunch of dresses and outfits through the years. There were some things from the 1800s, but there were also some modern-day outfits... like a Juicy Couture tracksuit. Seriously. They had Juicy sweats on display. Weirder still was a dress made out of bras:


We stopped for "dinner" at a frozen yogurt place called "Snog," mostly because we liked the name. It was a lot like Pinkberry -- actual yogurt, frozen. Eh. The name was still cute.


Then we zipped over to the London Eye. It's like a huge Ferris Wheel that goes really slow, and instead of seats there are little rooms. There was a really pretty view of London, especially Westminster Abbey and Big Ben.




And now, off to Rome at 4:30am tomorrow! Ciao!