After yesterdays duvet day (an excellent British term), I’ve decided that I don’t have hangovers. I have a body imposed day of fast. I never seem to know when they will hit me after a night of drinking. They are seemingly random and unrelated to the amount of drinks I consume. So I was fasting yesterday, which was ok as I didn’t have much planned for the day. It was pissing down with rain for a lot of the day, so I probably wouldn’t have done much more than do computer type things anyways. It would have been nice to eat food and drink water though. It’s all in the past now as I’ve been wide awake since 5:30. Sundays are the best days to get up early and get stuck into living any ways.
There’s been some exciting things brewing here. After realizing I can’t make it back to Americaland for Thanksgiving due to school and its associated assignments I switched my travel to January, my only window of travel time until May. I’m heading to Southern Africa for a few weeks, far away from any tree species I may know. If you want to join, let me know and perhaps we could work something out. But it will be a lot of planning in the next few months as I have no clue what we’re going to be doing or what we can do really. I’m pretty interested in Lake Malawi. I could stay at a nice place on the lake for a few days of beer drinking, writing and walking in the sand. We’re also going to Victoria Falls, which seems like an obligatory place to visit when in Southern Africa. I suppose it will be cool to check off seeing another Wonder of the Natural World. I’ve only seen the Grand Canyon so far.
So since that’s happening, it looks as though I won’t be going anywhere on holiday until January in order to save the few pennies I’ve got. I’ll be hoping not to run out of money in the second week. But last weekend, prior to buying a ticket and not caring about saving money, I snuck out of the M25 for a few hours and went to Poole.
Poole is on the coast in Dorset (West) and about 2 1/2 hours on the train from my house. My intention was to spend the day in Poole and look out to Europe’s largest harbor. But I started walking around it to the sandy beaches and decided to keep going. I didn’t realize how close together Poole and Bournemouth were. The weather was really good for the coast, so I fully enjoyed a wander along the promenade from Poole to Bournemouth. I’d been to Bournemouth very briefly about 7 years ago
and I thought it was a dump. This time, it was confirmed. It has a nice beach, I’ll give it that, but I won’t give it any more. Not only that, someone who I walked by was badmouthing Weston-Super-Mare. Seriously, Bournemouth is not much better. At least there are donkeys on WSM beach.
The last couple weeks I’ve been working in the Hampstead Heath area, which means obligatory lunch time wanders on the Heath. As you may be aware, Hampstead Heath is one of my most favorite places in the world. It’s one of the reasons I wanted to live in London. Something about the place really connects with me. I don’t wander there nearly enough considering I work around it all the time. But as I’ve been wandering there, I will share with you a few photos of the Heath down below.
So I will try to keep you all in the loop about how my trip plans are progressing and anything new happening in the world of Colleen. It will likely lack much of interest as the next 9 weeks of school will be a bit full on. Enjoy the photos and TTYL. ❤