That's where the blogging's at. It's one giant, virtual scrapbook, in my mind, and slowly coming together. Yet it is so much more crafty than blogspot (and I get credit for updating it in my web design class)
Check it!
:o)
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Bicycles in Tanzania
How could I forget to post about the bicycles!?
For it is by far one of the coolest things I got to do in Tanzania!
A few of my friends at my old job emptied their pockets, drawers, and couches for loose change, scrounging together enough money for me to buy 4 bicycles to donate whilst in Tanzania.
Riding a bicycle is by far the most popular mode of transportation in Tanzania, even though they are incredibly expensive for local people. Which is why second-hand markets are very popular and why the locals use what they have until it disintegrates or is tattered beyond recognition. All things considered, bicycles are by far the best way to go: easy to maintain, long-lasting, convenient, non-polluting, and, let's be honest, life-giving for a lot of people. Bicycles allow people to have an income, reliable transportation, and independence.
I decided that donating bicycles to the friends I made in Tanzania would be a practical way to help improve their lives and help them improve the lives of others. For 2 of the bicycles will be used for medical teams traveling in the desert to local bomas (Maasai neighborhoods) that are far from paved roads or even drivable dirt roads. The other 2 will be dolled out as needed, to families or individuals that can benefit from a bicycle. Pretty cool, huh? And such an easy way to help out our friends in Africa!
George was my friend who bought the bicycles for me, since he's African and would get the best price.
The bicycles had everything--locking kickstands, pumps, generator lights, and rear racks!
The generators even lit up red rear lights too!
Some of my friends prepping the bicycles.
Phoenix bicycles, made in China, are THE bicycle to have in Tanzania. Now there are 4 more on the roads!
For it is by far one of the coolest things I got to do in Tanzania!
A few of my friends at my old job emptied their pockets, drawers, and couches for loose change, scrounging together enough money for me to buy 4 bicycles to donate whilst in Tanzania.
Riding a bicycle is by far the most popular mode of transportation in Tanzania, even though they are incredibly expensive for local people. Which is why second-hand markets are very popular and why the locals use what they have until it disintegrates or is tattered beyond recognition. All things considered, bicycles are by far the best way to go: easy to maintain, long-lasting, convenient, non-polluting, and, let's be honest, life-giving for a lot of people. Bicycles allow people to have an income, reliable transportation, and independence.
I decided that donating bicycles to the friends I made in Tanzania would be a practical way to help improve their lives and help them improve the lives of others. For 2 of the bicycles will be used for medical teams traveling in the desert to local bomas (Maasai neighborhoods) that are far from paved roads or even drivable dirt roads. The other 2 will be dolled out as needed, to families or individuals that can benefit from a bicycle. Pretty cool, huh? And such an easy way to help out our friends in Africa!
George was my friend who bought the bicycles for me, since he's African and would get the best price.
The bicycles had everything--locking kickstands, pumps, generator lights, and rear racks!
The generators even lit up red rear lights too!
Some of my friends prepping the bicycles.
Phoenix bicycles, made in China, are THE bicycle to have in Tanzania. Now there are 4 more on the roads!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
55423
I've been home for just over a week, and in a way, I feel like I've never left. Sure, the Minnesotan accent is very thick in some of my friends' voices, and I had forgotten just how sugary the coffee coolers are at Caribou Coffee, but all things considered, being here feels pretty good. Remind me that I like it here when it is -40 F and icy--I'll need the encouragement.
Being on my home turf is no better place to post the best-of-the-best photos from my adventures (coincidentally, not taken by me, but my friends) . After those posts are up, we'll talk about where this blog will go from there, but for now, enjoy some wackiness!
Just enjoying one of the dozens of cups of tea with goat milk in the hallway of a Maasai family's home. Mmm! Alecks and I had a few good laughs about being the ones sitting in the hallway--no one better for the task. Clearly.
Eating goat was the most interactive dinner preparations I have ever experienced. That's my friend Micah holding up pretty much the only part of the goat the Maasai don't eat--or do they?
Eating No. 4 of 7 goats...the only time we had it with rice. That did nothing to make me like it, so thankfully I was sitting next to Elphas and Andy, who let me put it all on their plates.
And this is a lovely shot of Mt. Kilimanjaro on our zippy Embraer 170 from Arusha to Nairobi. I'd say it is hotter in Minnesota than it is in Tanzania now. Yikes!
More later, enjoy!
Being on my home turf is no better place to post the best-of-the-best photos from my adventures (coincidentally, not taken by me, but my friends) . After those posts are up, we'll talk about where this blog will go from there, but for now, enjoy some wackiness!
Just enjoying one of the dozens of cups of tea with goat milk in the hallway of a Maasai family's home. Mmm! Alecks and I had a few good laughs about being the ones sitting in the hallway--no one better for the task. Clearly.
Eating goat was the most interactive dinner preparations I have ever experienced. That's my friend Micah holding up pretty much the only part of the goat the Maasai don't eat--or do they?
Eating No. 4 of 7 goats...the only time we had it with rice. That did nothing to make me like it, so thankfully I was sitting next to Elphas and Andy, who let me put it all on their plates.
And this is a lovely shot of Mt. Kilimanjaro on our zippy Embraer 170 from Arusha to Nairobi. I'd say it is hotter in Minnesota than it is in Tanzania now. Yikes!More later, enjoy!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Glasgow, Scotland (Hold the Haggis, Please)
I have been enjoying an extra week between Discipleship Training School ending and my flight back home. Among other things, this extra time has meant more Muller Corners yogurt and more tuna salad baguettes from Gregg's. It has also meant that I've been able to travel, to Scotland no less!
Two words: National Express, the inter-Kingdom coach company that travels everywhere, at all times, for relatively cheap. (Never mind that the trip will be 8 or more hours--that's part of the adventure. And, after riding through the Serengeti for 10 hours, everything else is a breeze.)
After a brief search on the internets, I found the Devoncove Hotel in Glasgow, Scotland, the most inexpensive hotel in the United Kingdom at £45.00 a night, on Sauchiehall Street no less! Sauchiehall! I just like saying Sauchiehall. At any rate, Glasgow is the third largest city in the U.K. so there was a lot to see and do, despite only being in town for about 48 hours.
This is a part of the city center, at the intersection of Sauchiehall Street and Buchanan Street. About a dozen blocks were pedestrian traffic only, which was very conducive to wandering.
The M8 underpass. In the distance you'll see hills and windmills. I really like that no matter how large the city is, you're not too far away from farmland in the U.K..
Charing Roundabout, which is just above the M8 underpass. It's a busy, exciting place, connecting the city center and the neighborhood where my hotel was.
The castle--or church--is Glasgow University right beyond Kelvingrove Park and some fantastic bowling greens. I'll come back to the U.K. if only to play a few rounds of bowling!
Yes, Kelvingrove Park was just down the street from the Devoncove Hotel, so I spent the afternoon wandering around it. There were some massive mansions on Park Terrace, on the hill of Kelvingrove Park, but all of them were under construction so I just kept walking without taking a photo.
This is River Kelvin (that undoubtedly runs to River Clyde) that winds through the park. Cool little stream.
Sauchiehall Street.
The view from my hotel room, which is pretty cool. There is a revival of old buildings in Glasgow. A lot of old, really old, buildings are being restored and developed in to some awesome flats and offices.
By chance I found my way to the Kelvingrove Art Gallery & Museum, a pretty decent place to wander around for free (although I donated a 1-pound coin and two U.S. quarters). They had a cool photography exhibit of Harry Benson and some Maasai artifacts in a gallery focusing on tradition and technology. It was odd to see Maasai stuff in a museum when I've seen it first-hand.
At any rate, I found this sign quite humorous:
Ah, good times. I hope this summer brings road trips to your itinerary as well! See you soon!
Two words: National Express, the inter-Kingdom coach company that travels everywhere, at all times, for relatively cheap. (Never mind that the trip will be 8 or more hours--that's part of the adventure. And, after riding through the Serengeti for 10 hours, everything else is a breeze.)
After a brief search on the internets, I found the Devoncove Hotel in Glasgow, Scotland, the most inexpensive hotel in the United Kingdom at £45.00 a night, on Sauchiehall Street no less! Sauchiehall! I just like saying Sauchiehall. At any rate, Glasgow is the third largest city in the U.K. so there was a lot to see and do, despite only being in town for about 48 hours.
This is a part of the city center, at the intersection of Sauchiehall Street and Buchanan Street. About a dozen blocks were pedestrian traffic only, which was very conducive to wandering.
The M8 underpass. In the distance you'll see hills and windmills. I really like that no matter how large the city is, you're not too far away from farmland in the U.K..
Charing Roundabout, which is just above the M8 underpass. It's a busy, exciting place, connecting the city center and the neighborhood where my hotel was.
The castle--or church--is Glasgow University right beyond Kelvingrove Park and some fantastic bowling greens. I'll come back to the U.K. if only to play a few rounds of bowling!
Yes, Kelvingrove Park was just down the street from the Devoncove Hotel, so I spent the afternoon wandering around it. There were some massive mansions on Park Terrace, on the hill of Kelvingrove Park, but all of them were under construction so I just kept walking without taking a photo.
This is River Kelvin (that undoubtedly runs to River Clyde) that winds through the park. Cool little stream.
Sauchiehall Street.
The view from my hotel room, which is pretty cool. There is a revival of old buildings in Glasgow. A lot of old, really old, buildings are being restored and developed in to some awesome flats and offices.
By chance I found my way to the Kelvingrove Art Gallery & Museum, a pretty decent place to wander around for free (although I donated a 1-pound coin and two U.S. quarters). They had a cool photography exhibit of Harry Benson and some Maasai artifacts in a gallery focusing on tradition and technology. It was odd to see Maasai stuff in a museum when I've seen it first-hand.
At any rate, I found this sign quite humorous:
Ah, good times. I hope this summer brings road trips to your itinerary as well! See you soon!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Chapatis
Whilst in Tanzania, my whole team became fans of chapatis, the Tanzanian version of the dinner roll or tortilla. Chapatis are essential to the African diet and are best served with beans (spicy kidney beans). Some people enjoy their chapatis with plum or strawberry jam. Marmite, Nutella, cinnamon-sugar, really, the variations are endless. And because of this, I need to share the recipe with you, African style.
Ingredients
Wheat Flour
Salt
Sugar
Warm Water
Cooking Oil
Directions
Mix wheat flour with salt and sugar. Add small amounts of warm water, continually mixing with your hands until it becomes a soft dough. Knead until smooth, adding flour if needed. Mix in oil until moist. Let sit for some minutes.
Cut dough into small pieces and roll on a floured surface into circles. When finished rolling, warm a frying pan with some cooking oil and when it is warm, start cooking!
My friend Ann, from Kenya, gave me this recipe. She was a little shy giving it to me, admitting she's never had to think about writing the recipe down; she just knows it! Thus, amongst other reasons, she doesn't know any of the measurements. But don't let that stop you from having a fun afternoon experimenting in the kitchen. I suggest starting off with 2 cups of flour, a tsp of salt, 1/4 cup of sugar, and say, 3 tbs of vegetable oil in the dough. Then just fry them like a grilled cheese sandwich, until they're a little toasty on each side.
African deliciousness.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Tanzania II
Just an observation before we get on with the photos. Because we were so close to the equator in Tanzania, the sun was up by around 7:30am and tucked behind the mountains by 7:30pm. In England, though, it's a party. The sun is up at 4am and the sky doesn't get dark until a little after 10pm. This amazing sunlight is perfect for weekend barbecues and ensuring that you never sleep in in the morning.
At any rate, here we are, more photos:
Yes, everyone loves Fanta in Tanzania. 350ml for about $0.25, it'd be your favorite beverage too.
Speaking of food, let's move on. This is Cultural Night at the Arusha base (and me with my friends Christine and Louise) at which every "tribe" brought food that represented their nation. The white people tribe brought mashed potatoes.
Again, everyone enjoys Fanta.
More Fanta, but that's not the main point. if you look closely, you'll notice some odd tan lines on my face and shoulder. I enjoyed a 4-hour dirt-road safari and came out of the car looking almost African from all the dust.
Back at the base, some of my friends peeling dozens of garlic cloves for dinner. Preparing lunch and dinner is an all-day affair in Tanzania. No cans or preservatives in sight.
In fact, this is our food for a 4-day trip to Anga Karat. Those are oranges and tomatoes in the front right in front of the best-tasting pineapple in the world.
Cooking takes all day, in part, because at the base, they have to cook for 200+ people. Tuesdays and Fridays were chipati day and things got crackin' at 1pm for dinner at 6pm.
We're knee-deep in making 400 chapatis, but love to eat them so much, we're all happy to help.
At any rate, here we are, more photos:
Yes, everyone loves Fanta in Tanzania. 350ml for about $0.25, it'd be your favorite beverage too.
Speaking of food, let's move on. This is Cultural Night at the Arusha base (and me with my friends Christine and Louise) at which every "tribe" brought food that represented their nation. The white people tribe brought mashed potatoes.
Again, everyone enjoys Fanta.
More Fanta, but that's not the main point. if you look closely, you'll notice some odd tan lines on my face and shoulder. I enjoyed a 4-hour dirt-road safari and came out of the car looking almost African from all the dust.
Back at the base, some of my friends peeling dozens of garlic cloves for dinner. Preparing lunch and dinner is an all-day affair in Tanzania. No cans or preservatives in sight.
In fact, this is our food for a 4-day trip to Anga Karat. Those are oranges and tomatoes in the front right in front of the best-tasting pineapple in the world.
Cooking takes all day, in part, because at the base, they have to cook for 200+ people. Tuesdays and Fridays were chipati day and things got crackin' at 1pm for dinner at 6pm.
We're knee-deep in making 400 chapatis, but love to eat them so much, we're all happy to help.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
It's Kili Time!
Hi, Everyone!
I'm back in England after an exotic stint in Tanzania, and in the next few days, will be giving you a photo tour of our time there. Let's begin with nature!
Two cool desert birds in Anga-Karat. It took me about 20 minutes to get a decent photo of these guys, so enjoy!
Sunset in the desert of Anga-Karat. Soon after this, there would be nothing to look at but the expansive southern sky.
It's Mt. Kilimanjaro from our return flight! It's about a 4-day round trip to climb it, but it looks worth it and many other people concur--it's one of the main tourist attractions in Tanzania.
The toucan that visited our base the day we were leaving for home, which looked almost prehistoric! It was about 2-feet long and very, very noisy. Not the most pleasant thing to encounter, but still very cool.
This is Mt. Meru, just outside our base gates. The bases water supply comes from about a third of the way up the mountain, but that certainly doesn't mean it is mountain fresh spring water, for it was infested with many water-borne pathogens. Thus, I think I drank about 30 1.5L bottles of water while in Tanzania.
Our first giraffe friends. "Twiggas" in Swahili. Definitely the most beautiful animals in Tanzania!
I'll have many more photos to follow, so keep checking back for more! Enjoy!
I'm back in England after an exotic stint in Tanzania, and in the next few days, will be giving you a photo tour of our time there. Let's begin with nature!
Two cool desert birds in Anga-Karat. It took me about 20 minutes to get a decent photo of these guys, so enjoy!
Sunset in the desert of Anga-Karat. Soon after this, there would be nothing to look at but the expansive southern sky.
It's Mt. Kilimanjaro from our return flight! It's about a 4-day round trip to climb it, but it looks worth it and many other people concur--it's one of the main tourist attractions in Tanzania.
The toucan that visited our base the day we were leaving for home, which looked almost prehistoric! It was about 2-feet long and very, very noisy. Not the most pleasant thing to encounter, but still very cool.
This is Mt. Meru, just outside our base gates. The bases water supply comes from about a third of the way up the mountain, but that certainly doesn't mean it is mountain fresh spring water, for it was infested with many water-borne pathogens. Thus, I think I drank about 30 1.5L bottles of water while in Tanzania.
Our first giraffe friends. "Twiggas" in Swahili. Definitely the most beautiful animals in Tanzania!I'll have many more photos to follow, so keep checking back for more! Enjoy!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Panda Fashion
Hello Again!
I've spent close to 6 weeks in Tanzania and I'm excited to share with you a few highlights as my time here draws to a close. Okay, so there's one or two low lights as well, but all things considered, they're really not that bad.
I've spent close to 6 weeks in Tanzania and I'm excited to share with you a few highlights as my time here draws to a close. Okay, so there's one or two low lights as well, but all things considered, they're really not that bad.
- "Panda Fashion" is hands-down, my favorite beverage down here in Tanzania. Fanta Passion Fruit that is. I will miss it and half-jokingly considered a Panda Fashion import business once I am back home.
- I cordially had to accept, drink, and compliment 2 cups of fresh goat's milk in one day. Let's just say I'm very, very glad I had a cold and couldn't taste everything normally. Unfortunately colds don't do anything for strange textures in your mouth.
- I've taken part in eating 7 goats whilst here. I "prefer" (I don't like goat at all) the boiled and then roasted cooking method.
- I've had the opportunity on several occasions, to dance, sing, and jump with Maasai people. It is a privilege to say that I have jumped with some of the finest Maasai dancers around.
- After weeks in Africa, I finally discovered my first--and only--herd of elephants on a rip-roaring safari. Elephants are cool. Giraffes are beautiful. Wildebeest look like Swiss Miss Cocoa girls.
- After weeks if Africa, I was finally told that baboons are the nastiest animals in the Serengeti and you can face heavy fines for approaching them. This after my teammate excitedly walked up to them to take photos only to run away frightened as the started chasing her with evil eyes.
- Traveling 10 hours to Loliondo through Crater National Park and the Serengeti.
- Buying trinkets at the Maasai market in a small village in the Loliondo area.
- Buying 2 chapatis and a Fanta Passion for only 800 shilling (75 cents)
- Befriending Mark and Andrew, 2 cool--and tall--Maasai guys who helped us with our outreach in Loliondo.
- Giving Mark my birthday because he doesn't know what day of the year, or which year for that matter, that he was born.
- Receiving 3 necklaces from 3 different Maasai women as gestures of friendship.
- Eating freshly roasted peanuts
- Talking with friends from all over Africa about how they became Christians and connected with YWAM.
- Talking about the Bible in English and having my words translated to Swahili and Maasai
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Tanzania!
Habari, Everyone!
I've been in Tanzania for a week and a half now and despite getting tired of rice, beans, cabbage, and Ugali, I am yet to wear myself out on the world-famous African hospitality. My team has been welcomed by so many people, and as a result to date, have eaten 12 pineapple, 15 mangos, 4 avacado, 2 chickens, 1 goat, and countless jipati. Of course we've already drank our weight in Tanzanian tea, best served over milk and sugar. Note that if you live within a 50-mile radius of Minneapolis, I'd be happy to serve you Tanzanian tea at any time upon my return.
We've meet wonderful people, both on the YWAM base and out in the village and town. We just got back from the high desert, where unfotunately we had to wake up to the sun rising by Mt. Kilimanjaro and Mt. Meru every morning, suffer through the desert sunset and painstakingly stare at the southern sky every night. This is a burden that someone had to bear and we were happy to do it.
We were in the desert talking to some of the local Maasai people who live in Bomas, little self-sustained villages of about 50 to 200 people. Every morning for three days we'd set out on foot and walk to a Boma to talk about Jesus, play with the children--a lot, practice some basic healthcare, and just hang out. It was tiring, dusty, frustrating, and hot, but so amazing, and so rewarding, that it was worth it being tired, dusty, frustrated, and hot.
There is an English school running on the base right now, so everyone in the school--from a 60-year-old man to a 20-year-0ld woman--is eager to talk to us in English. Of course we want to speak Swahili so there's a lot of give-and-take as we stop to ask how to say things in the others' languages.
So far we've seen 1 pack of zebras (hooray!) and 2 packs of gazelles (amazing!), 1 nest of Killer African Bees, and 4 mosquitos (which have subsequently bit me) and in a few weeks, we're heading out into Giraffe, Lion, and Elephant country.
I have many stories to share already and hopefully I can post one or two while I'm still in Tanzania. If not, just look forward to a few good stories for when we meet again over Tanzanian tea.
Enjoy your weekend!
I've been in Tanzania for a week and a half now and despite getting tired of rice, beans, cabbage, and Ugali, I am yet to wear myself out on the world-famous African hospitality. My team has been welcomed by so many people, and as a result to date, have eaten 12 pineapple, 15 mangos, 4 avacado, 2 chickens, 1 goat, and countless jipati. Of course we've already drank our weight in Tanzanian tea, best served over milk and sugar. Note that if you live within a 50-mile radius of Minneapolis, I'd be happy to serve you Tanzanian tea at any time upon my return.
We've meet wonderful people, both on the YWAM base and out in the village and town. We just got back from the high desert, where unfotunately we had to wake up to the sun rising by Mt. Kilimanjaro and Mt. Meru every morning, suffer through the desert sunset and painstakingly stare at the southern sky every night. This is a burden that someone had to bear and we were happy to do it.
We were in the desert talking to some of the local Maasai people who live in Bomas, little self-sustained villages of about 50 to 200 people. Every morning for three days we'd set out on foot and walk to a Boma to talk about Jesus, play with the children--a lot, practice some basic healthcare, and just hang out. It was tiring, dusty, frustrating, and hot, but so amazing, and so rewarding, that it was worth it being tired, dusty, frustrated, and hot.
There is an English school running on the base right now, so everyone in the school--from a 60-year-old man to a 20-year-0ld woman--is eager to talk to us in English. Of course we want to speak Swahili so there's a lot of give-and-take as we stop to ask how to say things in the others' languages.
So far we've seen 1 pack of zebras (hooray!) and 2 packs of gazelles (amazing!), 1 nest of Killer African Bees, and 4 mosquitos (which have subsequently bit me) and in a few weeks, we're heading out into Giraffe, Lion, and Elephant country.
I have many stories to share already and hopefully I can post one or two while I'm still in Tanzania. If not, just look forward to a few good stories for when we meet again over Tanzanian tea.
Enjoy your weekend!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Bluebells and Such
A glance at the Italian Gardens in Stanley Park, Blackpool.
"Duck Bridge" in Stanley Park. Hold onto your children, ice cream, and dogs, they're not shy!
Spring starting to bud in Blackpool.
Spring in full bloom in Harpenden.
The woods on the Oval and the carpet of Bluebells.
Docked boats in Molden.
A beautiful English house in Chelmsford.
A beautiful walking trail in Chelmsford.
One of thousands of community gardens in England.
A little pond home to a duck family in Chelmsford.
Bluebells in Gallywood (near Chelmsford)
A view of Molden from the docks.
The awesome black house on the way to the docks in Molden.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
More Outreach Photos
Some great times were had these past few weeks and here a few more photos to prove it.
At the top of Blackpool Tower on the "walk of faith," which was a little disappointing because it was only about a 5-foot square of thick, scratched up Plexiglas, but it was still a trip if you thought about just how high you really were.
Bowling Greens! Oh, how fun it is to watch people bowl. It is a fun sport and I'll definitely have to play before I leave.
Our shopping at Tesco, which is even more massive that Wal-Mart. Feel free to click on the photo and take a look at how different the English nutrition facts are from American nutrition facts.
This was my meal at the carvery (a buffet at which one only goes up once) at the Squirrel Pub. Yes, the Squirrel Sub. At any rate, you'll see 2 Yorkshire puddings, cranberry sauce, carrots, peas, onions, gravy, and turkey somewhere on that plate. All for only £3.50!
Here's most of our team posing with Tea Tree Oil impregnated toothpicks. Spicy and refreshing!
Did I mention that my friend Ester and I tried black pudding? Ester finished hers; I couldn't even eat what I took. Apparently there is white pudding being served out there somewhere.
That is North Pier in Blackpool on the Irish Sea. Strangest carnival I've ever been to, although the chips and curry were splendid.
Ah, the Salt & Light Cafe. That's my bedroom right about "Light." A great place in Blackpool and in my heart! The local sandwich is called a barm, but pronounced "bomb." It is pretty much just a sandwich served on giant hamburger bun. I need to give a word of caution: never mistake yellow horseradish sauce for yellow mustard.
The English are serious about letting you know if the loo you want to use is, er, occupied or not.
If you're eager for spring to come, I'll be posting a lot of nature, architecture, bits and bobs photos next so make room on your desktop and screen savers for some excellent English garden photos.
At the top of Blackpool Tower on the "walk of faith," which was a little disappointing because it was only about a 5-foot square of thick, scratched up Plexiglas, but it was still a trip if you thought about just how high you really were.
Bowling Greens! Oh, how fun it is to watch people bowl. It is a fun sport and I'll definitely have to play before I leave.
Our shopping at Tesco, which is even more massive that Wal-Mart. Feel free to click on the photo and take a look at how different the English nutrition facts are from American nutrition facts.
This was my meal at the carvery (a buffet at which one only goes up once) at the Squirrel Pub. Yes, the Squirrel Sub. At any rate, you'll see 2 Yorkshire puddings, cranberry sauce, carrots, peas, onions, gravy, and turkey somewhere on that plate. All for only £3.50!
Here's most of our team posing with Tea Tree Oil impregnated toothpicks. Spicy and refreshing!
Did I mention that my friend Ester and I tried black pudding? Ester finished hers; I couldn't even eat what I took. Apparently there is white pudding being served out there somewhere.
That is North Pier in Blackpool on the Irish Sea. Strangest carnival I've ever been to, although the chips and curry were splendid.
Ah, the Salt & Light Cafe. That's my bedroom right about "Light." A great place in Blackpool and in my heart! The local sandwich is called a barm, but pronounced "bomb." It is pretty much just a sandwich served on giant hamburger bun. I need to give a word of caution: never mistake yellow horseradish sauce for yellow mustard.
The English are serious about letting you know if the loo you want to use is, er, occupied or not.If you're eager for spring to come, I'll be posting a lot of nature, architecture, bits and bobs photos next so make room on your desktop and screen savers for some excellent English garden photos.
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