This morning was the first morning that I slept in, I am officially completely settled in – I mean, who else would sleep in till 11 in London, there are things to do, pictures to take, fish and chips to eat.
Michaele and I decided to make today an adventure, with no plans and a bus pass, we made our way towards Enfield town. We walked down the crowded streets of the small town centre and into some of the stores. I was looking for some jeans and found some good ones at a local store. The reason that I was looking for some new jeans came out of a comment from Teripsi, one of the Greeks. The American style of Jeans is very baggy and loose, and she said that my pants look like Eminem’s, the rapper. Most Londoners wear straight legged jeans, and they are usually too long when you buy them, and need to be altered.
We crossed the main street and began walking back into some neighbourhoods. We were just walking around some streets when we came to a small river that made its way along the houses. Little bridges connected the houses to the street, now this was England! Each house had a different coloured door and a small picket fence that protected rose gardens.
We heard some yelling and cheering so we followed the river walk towards a large field where we saw a football (soccer) game being played. On the way to the game we passed through the churchyard, which housed gravestones from the 1800’s, many of them green with moss and vine and cracked. Some of the tombs were actually split exposing small holes that looked in, we didn’t really want to get much closer.
The football game was very exciting and we talked with an old man that was the referee of the game. He was holding an umbrella and wearing rain boots in perfectly sunny weather. “This team is complete rubbish,” he told us. Michaele and I walked back to Enfield, saving a bus ticket. When we got home, Michaele prepared a turkey and pasta dish for Teripsi, Cristobal and myself.
We always have a ton of fun in the kitchen. The most memorable part of the dinner conversation was when somebody mentioned Michaele’s name (her name is pronounced like the male name Michael) and Teripsi said “Who is Michaele?” We all began laughing in astonishment…”Michaele is the girl that cooked us dinner, the one that is sitting to the left of you… your flat mate, the girl that you have been hanging out with for the past two weeks!” “Your name is Michaele?” said Teripsi. We couldn’t contain ourselves, “What did you think my name was Teripsi?” asked Michaele. “I always thought it was Miko.” – her Greek accent is so strong that she had been saying “Miko” for the last two weeks, and we didn’t even notice a difference!
After easing the side aches that wretched our stomachs from laughing, Teripsi grabbed her huge container of bottled water and said, I am going to go take a shower. The laughing continued. To give you some background, we have all noticed our hair falling out more since we are here. Teripsi thinks that it is because the London water is so hard. She has decided to start washing her hair with bottled water from the Tesco supermarket. We all about lost it, as someone exclaimed that she should just take a bath with Evian. We all love Teripsi, as she makes times like these memorable.
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