no one mourns the bad blogger

wow, i have been a baaaaaad blogger as of late. i remember that i was also a bad blogger last august. i don't know why. hmmm. anyway, i'm kind of in a lazy mood, so i will post a few europe pictures and then take my chicken pot pie to the den and probably watch twelve episodes of the office. 

(p.s. we realized when we got to london that our camera battery wasn't charged and we forgot to bring a charger...and then we realized half way through that we had an extra battery. dumb. so i don't have pictures for some of my favorite days!) 

first time seeing wicked......WHAT?!?!?! we loved it. highlight of the trip! we saw what i like to call the holy trinity of theater: war horse, which is a beautiful, moving play about horses in WWI, wicked (what more can i say?), and.....legally blonde.....ahem. 




ok. this guy is awesome. we went on this walk in the east end where you see all the important sites in the jack the ripper story. the guy who took us wrote a book called jack the ripper and travels all over to give seminars about him. did you know people did that kind of stuff for a living? and did you know that jack the ripper's real name wasn't jack and that he only killed prostitutes? the things you learn when you travel. 

paul mccartney's house. creepy? creepy.

that's-a wizard's chess!

beautiful holland.

sitting in a giant wooden clog in amsterdam. i guess i didn't need to caption that.

nothing screams tourist like a rick steves book.

anyway, it was a fun trip! i managed to get $150 stolen within six hours of being in london, but i have a highly developed ability to forget things when i want, so i chose to forget that the rest of the trip.

also, please read this. it's so true. did you know that i liked harry potter before it was cool? ha. ha. ok, not funny.

why am i so awkward?

can i anti-toot my own horn for a minute here? i am packing for europe right now and i have to tell you about my past traveling woes. 

my family went europe a few years ago for spring break and it was so fun!

however, i was still a squirrelly little icky teenager and didn't pack ANY cute clothes. and it was surprisingly really cold. and i didn't want to straighten my hair ever. so every picture of me is in an ugly marshmallow man coat and with frizzy hair. so we went to york in northern england and i got pretty sick that day. we stayed in a nun convent but my family stuck me in a little solitary quarantine room and went and had fun together.....i was mad. 

the next day, we went to ely cathedral.....we were excited because it bears our namesake and duh, perfect christmas card picture! please look at me in this picture. i was sick and mad at everyone as only a 17 year old girl can be mad at everyone. 

note the hair, the glasses, the coat, the sweats. it kills me. my mom still blames me for ruining the christmas card picture. (but to be honest, i think we all look bad!) 

every picture of me in europe looks something like this. 

why was i so awkward?! it makes me mad! 

so anyway, the moral of the story is don't look bad in europe. you will always regret it. i have learned from my mistake and i have to admit...my wardrobe is TEN times better this time around!
i must redeem myself!