lost in the fog

So this is the view out my window just north of London. I flew home from Belfast on Tuesday, and just as we were waiting to board the plane I looked out the gate windows and you could see nothing just dim little lights no planes. So true to the saying that London fog is as thick as pea soup. Though is has its redeeming qualities it's very pretty in the morning when I go running and the light cast there beams through the tress and fog. However if you have naturally curly hair this is not the time to spend an hour straightening it...just trut me on that one.

...Kangaroo Burger Anyone?

Hmmm so here I am eating kangaroo…no really I am. Tasted a bit weird… sort of like sausage only slightly different. I got sadder with each bite at the fact that I ate one of the cast members of Crocodile Dundee. My friend Rachel (pictured as…she also ate kangaroo) came over for a whirlwind visit for her American Thanksgiving Holiday so I got to be tour guide to Belfast. Went to this crazy little pub called Fibber Magee’s (we just liked the name really) and danced the night away to traditional Irish music which of course included covers of U2 and Proclaimer’s 500 Miles.

I Smell Smoke

So I woke up in a bit of a haze around three last thursday morning, three o nine to be exact, and smelt smoke. At first I though ahhh I forgot to turn the cooker off!!! But then I distinctly remember turning it off so I started to go back to sleep. Then I heard these guys talking out outside my window and I thought grumpily to myself that were rather rude, didn’t they know what time it was. At that point through my half opened eyes I saw blue flashing lights. I woke up for real at that moment because the strong smell of smoke, men’s voices and blue flashing lights meant one thing and one thing only…fire.
So I ran downstairs and threw open the door (apparently simply looking out my window did not occur to me this early in the morning… half of the Belfast fire brigade has now seen me in my pj’s) and saw that the warehouse just across from our row of houses was burning. It was at that moment that I thought about the whole looking out my bedroom window hit me. So I woke my housemate Erin just in case the fire got out of control and we need to evacuate our little house and we watched the building burn down. Actually we started critiquing their fire extinguishing methods hmmm I think you are actually suppose to aim at the fire not over the fire. Also we observed that most of the firemen did not look over twenty years old…