I'm home. I have been for a while but summer has continued on a terrific track and I've hardly been near a computer, so... sorry!
I landed back in London at the end of June and my first few days back in Blightey did involve a bit of whinging. As I'm sure you're all aware, England is not renowned for its glorious summers and quite frankly I was cold. Probably more like 'a bit chilly', but I missed the sun- and everyone knew about it! Another reason to moan would be that spent those first few days delaying reunions with my friends and family in order to chain myself to a desk whilst attempting to write an essay, in Italian. The research process, however, was very interesting and I had hand-picked the topic myself in order to link the essay up nicely with the Cimitero Accatolico per gli stranieri and so to task wasn't an odious and gruelling as it could have been. However, having this job to do did force me to hit the ground running as soon as I got home and enjoy my homecoming enormously.
As soon as the assignment was complete and sent of for judgement and condemnation, the fun could begin. I've spent lots of time in the city centre, including trips one of my favourite restaurants in the world (a Pancake House called My Old Dutch) and a day trip to SeaLife, the London Aquarium. My friend Holly and I had so much fun. We were in there for approximately four hours starring at various fishes, quoting 'Finding Nemo' and stroking starfish. We especially liked the giant turtle and the penguins. After we had exhausted the Aquarium we strolled off down the Southbank, enjoyed the sunshine and took pictures with some street performers. We are southbank converts, we especially liked the old pianos and poetry!
