So I meant to update more from England. But alas, I haven’t. It’s been a crazy couple of weeks. We visited the Lake District for a couple days and stayed in a great B&B with owners who love music. They fed us dinner one night in exchange for a little mini concert. It was amazing. We tried to catch some sheep with my sister-in-law but all attempts failed. We ate scones with rum butter and cream. I bought zebra print wellies. (Those are rain boots for the Americans out there.) We played music at a camp and had fun hanging out with 11-14 year olds for a week. We played a show at my brother’s church. We told jokes. We gave hugs. We drank pints of cider. We ate Indian and Thai food. We ordered many bowls of chips. (French fries.)
Yesterday we went to St. Albans, a town that houses a really old church. When I say really old, that is precisely what I mean. The church is actually built out of Roman ruins. Now that’s old. We walked around, shopped a little, got coffee, ate Japanese food, played frisbee, and headed home. The ride home was the truly memorable part of the trip. We were passing a park that had some sort of festival going on when we heard music. It didn’t take me long to recognize the theme from Titanic (should I be ashamed?), and before I knew it a middle aged woman was belting “You’re here, there’s nothing I fear…” like whoa into the microphone. She was totally into it. Head back, arms to the side, mic held at a right angle, stance wide. This woman was the picture of an intensely emotional performance. The best part is that we caught it on video. So hopefully I’ll be able to upload it and share it with you soon.
Until then, how about a photo update?
there’s more. but this will have to do for now.