Well I certainly won't be able to completely catch up on the past few days with this post, but no worries, I'll carve out some time. A city a night was exhausting. We are so happy to be in London where we can chill out a little bit and not rush from museum to cathedral to train (Although I'm sure I will).

Anyway, going back to Edinburgh. Derek and I met up and went to The World's End Restaurant. We had a real meal and a lively political conversation...imagine that. We went back to our hostel which was a "free" site for the Fringe Festival. We watched a hilarious sketch comedy troop. I'd tell you about the skits, but my mother reads this and they were way inappropriate. We had no idea how naughty it would be until it started. After the show we were pretty beat and went to bed. We finally got a full 7 hours of sleep. The next morning we woke up and took the train to York. As you can see from our pictures we were still very tired.

We pulled into York and walked to our hotel/hostel. The Ace Hostel/Hotel is a Georgian House with a great deal of history. You know you picked the right place to stay when there are plaques outside each bedroom telling you what and who haunts your particular room. See ours below. It was a baby named "Titus."
This is Derek's normal face. Every time I said anything about ghosts or haunted places he reminded me there is no such thing as ghosts. I don't really either, but I find it all fascinating. He found it illogical, but he has been reading Star Trek books here, so I take everything he says with a grain of salt. I love that he stubbornly doesn't read this. I can say anything.
In York we got tickets for the hop on hop off bus and took it to the York Museum. It was a great little museum with videos and information on the incredible history of York. From vikings to Romans to Normans to English. The discovery of the past cultures is fairly new. To the right you can see skulls they have found. The next picture is a Roman woman's hair they found kept in perfect condition by clay and mud over thousands of years.
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After the museum we walked to the York Minster. York Minster is a HUGE cathedral. I mean it was massive in the middle of the small town. At first we weren't going to pay 8 pounds (~$13), but once we walked in we did. I don't find all cathedrals very interesting, but this one was very cool. Some sort of worship center has been on that spot for 2000 years. Intense stuff.

I will have to leave it there for now. We have tickets for Les Miserables tonight. A JONAS BROTHER IS IN IT. Nam has been giggling all day in nervous anticipation. Okay, not at all, but it should be good. More stories about ghost tours, meeting up with a Tejas friend, a co-worker and good friend from when I worked at Parliament, and about what I'm sure will be an awesome day visiting the only British Tejas Alumnus tomorrow at his country house. Hope all is well in the States. Sorry I'm not very good at this. And again, no time to spell or grammar check...ugh. Apologies.
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