So, on Monday gone (July 23rd) the wife and I decided that we would go to the cinema.
We went to see Hairspray. It was a great film – I thoroughly enjoyed it. There were only 2 things I would change about it: Get rid of John Travolta. He is meant to be playing a woman, but played a somewhat camped up gay character instead. I’d go when it was late at night so that there are no children that are chatting and chomping on their sweets and popcorn.
Well, i’m getting ready to embark on my European tour with my brother in his work lorry. I’ll write when I get back.
Let me start off this post by saying if I didn’t write I was under fear of being buried in a back yard with a dog!
So, it’s Wednesday August 9th right now and i’ve just seen an advertisment for Pixar’s Cars. It reminded me that I need to write about the time I went to see it in West Jordan, Utah.
I went with a friend of mine to see the movie and I highly recommend people to go and see it. The charcters are great. I particularly like the character of Mater. Mater is a tow truck in Radiator Springs.
Mater cracked me up, he was the character I most laughed at. I like the scene where he goes tractor tipping. Hilarious. I’m gonna include some pictures in this blog
Well, I figured I should write here again.
The past few days have been ok.
I have been getting stuff ready for the wedding. On Saturday I went to get my hair cut in Pleasant Grove and the went to get fitted for my suit for the wedding. I am wearing a black morning suit with a pink waistcoat.
As we were driving up there, I almost had a couple of heart attacks.
The people that I am staying with are fairly old and the guy was driving me and my best man up there. While we were on the freeway, he was driving faster than he should and not watching where he was going and we almost hit another car. Then, on the same stretch of road we almost sped past a cop. It was a white knuckle ride for sure.
I decided the front seat wasn’t the best place for me as it wasn’t doing my nerves any good. I felt more at ease in the backseat.
For lunch, we went to Chuck-A-Rama. It was a buffet lunch and it was really good. I couldn’t eat there all the time though.
After lunch, we headed back home and me and John just chilled for the rest of the day watching movies. It was a fun time.
So, my day was OK today. Didn’t really do much in the morning. Went to Old Navy so I could exchange some jeans I bought as they weren’t the right style.
I came back from Old Navy and watched a couple of DVD’s: Wimbledon (Highly Recommended) and The Best 2 Years (A Mormon Film) – this one is funny too.
In the afternoon I took a bit of a nap.
In the evening, one of my missionary companions came over to see me. We went up to his house so we could pick up his wife and go to dinner. On the way to his house, we drove through the mountain. Scared me being so high up. People had houses on the tops of the mountain. I mean, why the heck would you do that. Why would you put yourself so high up? Some people are just born crazy. I’m one of them for sure, but not enough to build a house on top of the mountain.
We went to dinner at Chili’s. I had a sirloin steak and grilled salmon. Boy did that fill me up. I didn’t want to get out of the seat. I felt like I could just go to sleep right there and then. The customer service in America is 2nd to none.
After that, we dropped Bergstrom’s wife off at home and we went to Salt Lake Airport to surprise my wife to be (In just 9 days, 9 days you say. How do you think I feel. It’s crept up on me that’s for sure!). She was surprised when she saw me. She decided to go straight home as she was tired and I didn’t want to make her cranky.
Me and Bergstrom came back down to Highland to use the hot tub of the people we were staying with. Man, I did not want to get out and neither did he. I feel bad for him though as he has to drive all the way back to Salt Lake and I can just go to my room and sleep (Which, BTW, I didn’t – and I never went back into the hot tub.).
Well, he’s now on his way home and I am on here and decided to write about my day.
Well, let me start by saying: Damn National Rail. The train I was meant to catch from my station – the 19:09 direct to where I was going – didn’t stop. Someone must have forgot to tell the driver that he needed to stop. Well, they didn’t and he went whoosh right past me and didn’t stop. How mad was I! Needless to say that it took me an extra hour to get to my destination! UGH!
I finally arrived at 21:30. Yay. Met Taylor and went to his house. On the way from the station in Nottingham, I spied a Hooters – Taylor told me that we couldn’t go. Boo Hoo. We went for the next best thing instead – KFC. This was no ordinary KFC, this was a one with an A&W on it. How pleased was I. I love root beer – I mean, more than any other drink here in plain old blighty (England to those of you not from here)
We went home and talked forever and finally went to sleep.
On the Saturday morning, we decided to go right into the Peak District to a place called Treak Cliff Cavern. My first thought was whoopee a cave (sense the sarcasm there). When I got there – after climbing what felt like the highest mountain ever (I know, you guys from across the pond are shouting it’s just a hill – be that as it may), we got to the entrance. We went on a tour of the caves in there. It turned out to be pretty cool. I got wet from all the water seeping through the rocks.
It was a nice cave though, as nice as caves can be I suppose – not that i’d know as this is the first cave i’ve been in. After the 40 minute tour ended, we went back outside and descended down the mountain to where the entrance was. Done the touristy gift shop bit. We were about to head home and it started hailing. It was so heavy, like the mountain was falling down.
After the caves, we headed into a town called Eyam. The town is famous in the Peak District for being plague infested. It was a nice little walk.
We went to the cinema to see Ice Age 2. Classic. So funny. I thoroughly enjoyed it. It’s now Sunday and I am back to what you would call life and what I would call boring as hell.
