I expected Tokyo to feel more foreign. It doesn't. In some ways, London felt more alien to me, as cities go, but Tokyo feels like any other modern city. It probably helps that it isn't too hard to find someone that speaks English anywhere I go. I mean, the buildings are slightly shorter and I... Continue Reading →
Dark and Stormy Night
It was a dark and stormy night. Yes, really. It's close to midnight, and someone is lurking in the dark. I was huddled in my room with the door shut, savoring a mug of tea, watching TV, and working on a cross stitch project. The rest of the house was dark. After all, Artoo and... Continue Reading →
London, Chapter 8: Final Adventures
We left our last full day in London kind of open-ended, in case unforeseen things (like the weather, or, say, a museum workersโ strike) forced us to skip something we really wanted to see. We did wind up having to miss the British Museum earlier this week due to a workersโ strike, so we rescheduled... Continue Reading →
London, Chapter 7: Stonehenge and Sensibility
Early this morning, we piled in a van (driven by someone else, fortunately) and headed to Stonehenge. Weโd signed up for this tour (led by an Irish dude with ear gauges named Tony) that would take us to three of the farther-flung British must-see attractions: Stonehenge, Bath, and Windsor Castle. Now, I donโt know what... Continue Reading →
London, Chapter 6: Dormice and Mousetraps
The best way to see the Tower of London, it turns out, is before it opens. Somehow, we stumbled across a tour package that let us in the Tower just barely before it was open to the public. We met our tour guide at the tower about 45 minutes before it opened, and were ushered... Continue Reading →
London, Episode IV: The Last Panels
The final day of Star Wars Celebration Europe: Donโt judge, but I didnโt go to the Bad Batch Panel. Iโm switching hotels tonight and I needed time to repack my suitcase; Bad Batch isnโt one of my faves, so I didnโt pressure myself to get done in time. The first panel I attended was hosted... Continue Reading →
London, Episode III: A New (Photo) Op
So, hereโs Day 3: I couldnโt attend the big panel this morning. As much as I was interested to hear some insight about the villains of the sequel trilogy, I had appointments to keep. By overwhelming internet consensus, I donned my X-Wing sweater and lightsaber skirt, and headed out to said appointments. Ewan MacGregor is... Continue Reading →
London, Episode II: The Prosthetic Menace
Star Wars Celebration might be the only time in my life that I am put together enough to plan my outfit ahead. And, as it turns out, I set my alarm wrong last night, so when a random app notification woke me up at 9:15 (way, way later than I intended), I already had my... Continue Reading →
London, Episode I: Attack of the Showcase
A lot of people have asked me what exactly we do at Star Wars Celebration, so hereโs a spreadsheet of all of (well, most of) the things that were happening today: Today was day one, and it always proves to be action-packed and an emotional roller coaster, so I put on my newest floofy Star... Continue Reading →
London, the Prequel: Arrival in the Gatwick System
Today was my longest day ever. After about eight hours of flights, two hours of lugging 65 pounds of luggage across three different train lines, and a single serving of chia porridge to tide me over that whole time (due to a clerical error, the in-flight sandwich I pre-ordered never got to me ) I... Continue Reading →