so continues...

So continue the adventures of The Little Nanook of the North in Brit-land.

I tend to be in this little internent cafe a lot here in Oxford, mostly because my parents have adopted the strategy of, "Oh, we don't know what to do with Linda...? Alright. Drop 'er right off at the internet cafe for an hour or two! Taking care of children is so EASY.. MWAHAHAH."

So here I am *le sigh* abandoned, with only your comments to keep me company. Only right now I think it's about midnight back home, so the chances of you guys reading this for another eight hours or so are a bit nil. *double le sigh.* STOP SLEEPING AND GET ON YOUR COMPUTERS DAMMIT!

It's really medieval. Pharmacies here are called CHEMISTS. Well, it's obviously tied in to history and all that, but what I want to know is, what kind of historical loon gets their medicine from a chemist? Well, obviously the British did, which explains a lot of things.

sick peasant: I've been having these horrible pains in my head for the past couple weeks.
Chemist Shanks: HMM... I know just the thing for you. Works like a charm. *hands sick person a bottle.*
sick peasant: why, thank you sir, thank ye very much. cheers! *walks out.*

Chemist Shanks: Hey Armitage old mate, I just had a patient in.
Chemist Armitage: Righto! So wat did you giv' em?
Chemist Shanks: Sodium Nitrate with a bit of Mercury. SMIRK.
Chemist Armitage: Really?!?
Chemist Shanks: Righto. Figure it'll turn 'im into gold?
Chemists Armitage and Shanks: SNIGGER SNIGGER SNIGGER. Stupid chap. SNIGGER.

.... yeah, there's not much to do in an internet cafe for an hour and a half...

Oh! I can finish talking about the Japanese ladies I met (i think they were in their twenties. or early thirties.) They were awesome! They were all from Japan, but the one that spoke english was living in London. The other two, from Kyoto, were vacationing.

Yep. So they taught me how to say "cow" (there were a lot in the fields we were passing) and even helped my pronouncation with some stuff. It was really fun. Everything i said in japanese was followed by either "awws!" and laughter (aka the frog and panties song.) or just little pleased smiles, like they knew something I didn't. I really don't know how to explain. But it rocked.

I had my FURUBA #17 with me, so I dragged it out of my bag, which got a big reaction. I would flip to a random page and start trying to read it, and one of the ladies would help me out. But we only did that for about two sentences.

England is so... multicultural, from what I've seen. I mean, I know part of the reason i keep on seeing people from all over the world is because some of the spots i visit are very tourist-central, but even in america at tourist sites you don't get this same wild combination of peoples. So far today, and it's not even lunch yet, i've heard german, french, arabic, chinese, and british english. (yeah, so that's a given...)

Tomorrow we pick up my sister. Should be interesting. Plus I miss her, so it's be good to see her again.