Thursday, May 20, 2010

Mamma Mia and Drinking Games

Monday, May 19th

    Back into school mode. We are becoming what some would deem experts at public transport and have our morning commute to a science. Did the traditional "stand underneath someone's armpit on the tube" that nearly every Brit has warned me about and lived to tell the tale. Worse for wear but alive nonetheless. After class, we found a lovely cafe in the middle of the park near school. The park is full of blooming tulips and man-made paths covered by ivy raised by lovely iron bars. It looks straight out of a fairy tale. We then journeyed to the British Museum and began the process of taking in all that the museum has to offer. Such striking exhibits on poverty, famine, sickness-- can't help but walk away changed. We then had a mandatory lecture on the history. I don't know if the professors got the memo, but covering 2,000 years worth of history in a two hour sitting is requesting a bit much from people in my age group, considering our attention span is about as pickled as any of our livers. After an educational lecture for some and a great nap for others, we were dismissed to get ready for Mamma Mia.
    We all were given tickets to Mamma Mia and thus, sat together in something of a student session. TOO fun! Everyone was singing along, as the leads were struggling  bit and needed as much assistance as possible. The music engaged everyone and the boy next to me was engaged enough to take swigs of his wine every time a character on stage did. Mamma Mia drinking games, how about that? We haven't stopped singing the show tunes since.
    After this, we decided to take in in London's nightlife and headed to The Roxy. Such a fun place-- amazing music and super trendy people. Naturally, we were the first on the floor and happy to show everyone exactly how we dance. As Madonna played, infused with Lady Gaga overtones, we all decided that we were moving to London for graduate school, no questions asked. We all sang our hearts our to "Shout" and only got happier a the D.J continued to make perfect musical choices.

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