Family,
And a good evening to you from across the Pond after another GREAT DAY in the Mother Country. There is no other way to say it - the Taylors are EXHAUSTED. Yesterday taught us three things:
1. Port is GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUD.
2. We aren't 20 anym
ore.
ore.3. Canadians don't like people acting like drunk vampires during dinner. I realize this one requires some explanation - just go with it for now.
So the day started at Chez Carter, where we were treated to an AMAZING meal, courtesy of Jill Carter, henceforth known as Gordon Ramsey's biggest competitor. She served us a FANTASTIC roast, complete with the best "pureed" leek/potato/parsnip combination you'll ever enjoy. Add in TONS of great baklava and a blueberry tart (covered in cream, of course - Brit style!), and you have got a recipe for a GREAT dinner. Better you, my royal Tennes
see lineage was honored, as they set the diner table for a proper affair, complete with all the silver and the trimmings. SO GOOD!
see lineage was honored, as they set the diner table for a proper affair, complete with all the silver and the trimmings. SO GOOD!We were there f
or about 5 hours, rolling through bottles of wine, bonding with Grace, making friends with the animals, and ROCKING OUT on Wii Sing. Okay, can I just tell you how AWESOME that game is? I am happy to report that Team Taylor went 4-4 vs. Team Carter, successfully (yet not flawlessly) rocking out "Wannabe," "Viva la Vida," "Country Roads" (thought of you, KJ!), and "Poker Face" Yes, that's right - P-P-P-P-P-P-POKER FACE P-P-POKER FACE...ma-ma-ma-mah...
or about 5 hours, rolling through bottles of wine, bonding with Grace, making friends with the animals, and ROCKING OUT on Wii Sing. Okay, can I just tell you how AWESOME that game is? I am happy to report that Team Taylor went 4-4 vs. Team Carter, successfully (yet not flawlessly) rocking out "Wannabe," "Viva la Vida," "Country Roads" (thought of you, KJ!), and "Poker Face" Yes, that's right - P-P-P-P-P-P-POKER FACE P-P-POKER FACE...ma-ma-ma-mah...Also, I tried port for the first time! Okay, that stuff is GOOD. And best of all, I now know that I never want to meet ANYONE who's ever been in contact with the Bishop of Norwich. SUCH a good time.
We left their place around 5 PM, as we had to get to the NEXT drinking session of the day, a stint with some Aussies down in Clapham South at a place called the Avalon. We arrived to find a fresh cask of Timmy, and honestly - it just went downhill from there.
We had a BLAST, spending most of the time hissing at each other like characters from "Paranormal activity" or "30 Days of Night." At one point it was so bad a server came over and asked us to keep it down. Looking around and realizing everyone else was just as loud (even if they weren't acting like obnoxious drunken vampires), we asked which table complained. None, she said - just the entire staff. The lady said she held out as long as she could, but when the entire staff (all Canadian, for the record) started getting migranes, she was forced to say something. Good thing I didn't have kerosene handy...
We missed the last train from Victoria, but we caught a cab home. During the course of the train ride to Vic and the cab, we managed to consume not one, not two, but THREE kebabs, the last one being MASSIVE AND ENOUGH TO FEED ELEVEN PEOPLE. As a result, we went to bed with bricks in our tummies.
Consequently, we woke up this morning and realized that we are NOT in college any more. That being said, to quote Peter LeFleur, "Rough mornings often follow good nights." I for one, am NOT complaining.
And so it's now time to have a salad - it's detox Monday, baby!
Okay, that's all the news that's fit to print. Chat tomorrow!
Love,
Sam and Jenny
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