The Little Engine That Could

Trip Start Dec 27, 2011
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Trip End Jan 11, 2012


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Thursday, January 5, 2012

We were at the Old Bailey today....again. We were back to hear the judge's summation about the knife case from the previous day. We waited patiently in the staircase leading to courtroom 9 until they were ready for us, and were back in the staircase waiting less than five minutes later because the defendant had not yet shown up to the courthouse. When we were finally able to hear the judge's summation, it was clear which way he was bias (the judges here are not "neutral fact finders" as they are in the States. It will be the most blatant display of racism if the jury finds him guilty. 

We got the afternoon off, and a small group of us went back to the Goodenough Club to get our cameras/phones. Unfortunately, the Old Bailey doesn't let you in with any electronics. We returned to Fleet Street to eat at Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese, an old pub that was rebuilt after the fire. I had macaroni and cheese (or cheese and macaroni as Theresa called it) and it was delcious. Theresa and I were being fat kids and also shared a fried goat cheese (the rest of the table followed our lead so we didn't feel as bad). 

We met the large group outside the Royal Courts of Justice for a quick lap around the inside. Outside, we saw the separation of London and Greater London. Apparently, whenever the Queen ventures in to Greater London, she presents her sword and scepter to the Mayor of London as if to say, "Ok, now you protect me." It was apparently a favorite spot for the heads of traitors. 

We were able to get in to Temple Church fee free because they love our group. We saw the effigies of the Knights Templar. One of them is of the wealthiest man in England at the time of his death. Directly across from him his son can be seen, who was one of the nastiest men in England at the time of his death (he had even been excommunicated). 

After the Temple Church, we continued through the Inner Temple to the Chambers of Judge Anthony Lennard. Lennard's father was a judge and is most known for being the barrister who represented the Irish man wrongfully accused of being IRA members. In The Name of the Father, Emma Thompson play the character who was, in real life, Lennard's father. I felt so bad for him...his talk was very interesting, but everyone was about to fall asleep (not because it was boring but because we were feeling so worn down). 

After the lecture, a group of seven girls and I headed down to Oxford Circus to do a little shopping. I bought the Whistles sweater I had been eyeing in Canterbury, justifying it to myself as my only souvenir, it being of a brand that Princess Kate likes to wear, and it being of high quality (and not available in the States). I didn't want to spend my money on something else I was not going to be as happy with and could get in the US. We had all split up to divide and conquer, so I spent my hour and a half walking around. I made it all the way to Picadilly Circus. The Christmas decorations were still up and the lights were shining. I got hit on by a random guy twice in two different spots. It was really quite creepy. He told me that I was a little old for him but that he would make an exception for "that bum." He apparently was here as my upgrade from my previous loves, but I declined. He was really short. ;)

We met outside the Gap and walked a short distance to Bella Italiano in Oxford Circus for dinner. It was great; I had a baked pasta with a white wine sauce. After dinner, we were all exhausted, which meant it was time to bum around the Goodenough Club and get to bed early. We get the day off tomorrow!
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