Plymouth and such
Another retrospective post! The last post was all about visiting Dartmoor (I am sorry, but the first thing I think of is the street that is in my sub-division, and it is not nearly as wonderful as Dartmoor, England). So that was Friday. Then on Saturday, we had cloud cover for most of the day, but we still made it out to visit Plymouth. The city was also quite cute (not nearly as cute as Tavistock). It was nice, because we had another lazy morning and then went out to the town.
Our first stop was to get a pasty. This is typical of the area and is kind of like a pastry filled with potato, peas, some kind of meat, and whatever else they throw in there. It was tasty, not sure if I would eat them all the time, and probably try the other kinds, but I had to eat the traditional Cornawall pasty (is that right?). Then we walked more into town, visited the newly opened museum. There were only about two rooms that we could walk through. One of the room was a bunch of giant pots, and I thought they were gorgeous. Richard didn't particularly agree with me, and I was reminded that we have very different artistic tastes. Over the past few years, I have developed a love for more modern art. The second room was photographs, and we each found different prints that caught our eye.
We then walked through the mall, so busy, but I forgot that it was Saturday. We stopped in a few shops (one was the Disney store!) and eventually ended up at the Barbican. This is the very cute part of town, the port. We walkd by the Plymouth Gin distillery, bought pastries from the oldest bakery in Great Britain, and eventually ended up at the Mayflower memorial, woo! I had a lot of fun there, doing crazy poses and being excited about the American flag. Unfortunately, the Mayflower didn't actually sail from there, it sailed from what is now a pub, and specifically the women's bathroom.
We ended our day out in town by going to church. England moved their celebration of Corpus Christi to the weekend, so I was pleasently surprised to celebrate it as well. Some of the service was sung in Latin, which is always fun and interesting, and it was interesting to hear old songs sung in English. In America, most our songs are post 1950s, and I could see where they were taken from. The priest was quite funny, but a few jokes in the homily and then in the announcements, but I felt like I was the only one audibly laughing. After church we stopped at a supermarket on the way home, and we made tacos! It was Richard's first taco experience.
Since we were so cool and went to church on Saturday, we were able to sleep in on Sunday, and leisurely make our way to the train station. Sunday was Frisbee practice in Exeter. There were seven of us from Plymouth going, so we were hoping for a strong turn out from the players in Exeter, and apparently our expetations were too high. When we arrived, the fields were bare. About 20 minutes later some other players trickled in, and by the end of practice we were up to 12, so we were able to play 6 a side, which is actually quite tricky when you are used to playing 5 or 7. After sitting around, talking and chucking a disc, we made our way into the city. Yet another cute little place. We stopped on the water front, then went to the cathedral and finished at burger king because I was so hungry.
Monday was our lazy day. The weather was lousy so we decided to just stay in that day, which we were more than happy to do. We watched the rest of Top Gun (a movie that I had yet to have seen) and part of Ever After. That night was the meal, the real reason I went that specific weekend. The most fun part was getting dressed up all fancy. I put my hair up, wore my lovely bridesmaid dress (thank you, Andrea) and even wore some make-up. Richard was a bit speechless when he saw me, which made me feel even prettier than I already did. He looked quite dashing himself, in his gray suit and blue tie (it is sad that boys don't get the options we girls do).
And then I returned to Germany on Tuesday. But before we did that, we made some totally sweet videos:
And then here is the follow up:
And you can find pictures from the weekend here.

1 comment:
I see you found a beautiful unspoilt corner of the Great British countryside for your juggling.
And another question I should have asked last weekend: Rich, Richard, Dean? What do I call him when I send him MT emails (as I will do as soon as you send me his email address!)?
Oh, and while I'm here, where's the comprehensive and beautifully-written report on how the last MT tourney went? Writing about school and boyfriend and cute dogs is all very well, but think of your adoring public (and lazy captain)!
Have a good weekend!
Wx
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