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Michael's mom is a problem solver, by the way. Michael says this comes from raising children alone. When it became apparent that no one was going to find out why this wonderful car with a trunk the size of Nevada was not going to agree to go to Chicago (Rebecca has pictures of the first moments of our collective and individual disbelief) , Michael and his brother went after Michael's car (she of the smaller trunk). With all of us adding our two cents, we got the car reloaded and took off, as I was left to feel very superior that I had insisted we leave at dark:30 in the morning.
Absolutely everything else went smoothly (except the computers did not really want Michael to have a boarding pass)
It was great fun watching Michael on a plane for the first time. As those of you who know him might suspect, he absolutely loved it --- I think he looked out the window almost the whole time.
I took an appropriate pill and slept a bit.
Again, at the airport, nothing could have gone smoother. We actually found out when we got to our pickup that another of the ICISP students had been on our flight.
Our taxi driver was great, giving us information as we drove to Canterbury. We did have to balance a small suitcase on our knees (Rebecca and I would kind of trade off as the drive takes about an hour or hour and a half.
The weather had been lovely (by all accounts) until the day we arrived. It was a cold and rainy meeting that we had in front of the International Office on campus. We scooted out of their very quicky to our individual places.
I'll try to summarize the rest. The weather improved greatly,and we have had some beautiful days. All the people have been wonderful, and the buildings are amazing. The first time I saw the cathedral was that first night at dusk (I was semi-lost at the time) and I didn't realize what I was about to stumble upon. Let me just say that my feet insisted all of a sudden to move in slow motion leading to a dead stop, and I only closed my mouth when I realized I was letting in cold air.
It is impossible to tell in one post about all I have seen so far. I live a bit of a walk from campus, so I walk (I DO so). That is directed at all you doubters who have heard me say that the only exercise I get at home is when I forget something in my office and have to go back.
I walk across a pedestrian overpass over the street (still don't like that) and then I walk the wall that surrounds part of the town or I go down in Dane John garden (where there was a wonderful food and wine festival this past weekend). It is about a 15 minute walk to campus.
I have not even taken many pictures of Canterbury yet, but I will post some of the cathedral
This weekend was Oxford, Bath, Stonehenge, and those wonderful villages. All were amazing in their own ways. In Oxford, I climbed up endless steps to get to the top (yes, I did) of the tower in the Church of St. Mary the Virgin. I will go more into that experience later. Just let me say that I got so close to perfect strangers as we tried to navigate the very narrow ledges that I should be on their insurance policies as a dependent.
Well, I will go for now with a promise to go into more detail about all of the above. My computer is threatening to close down for some reason. I'll post again soon. Love....