My Friday the 13th.

Jolly England. Oh, how I didn't realize how much I missed you.

I am craving a cheese and onion sandwich while I write this.

So, I've taken a new approach to blogging. First experience the places I'm sent to, next, write about them. This leads to a lot of in between time- but also a lot more time exploring that sitting in my hotel room writing a blog.

My favorite school I went to this tour was in Southbourne. Southbourne was magical. It was on the ocean. It had a victorian pier. It was on the English Riviera. It had a Tesco Extra. Awesome. But, en route, I stumbled upon a castle.

It was a real castle! The walls were built by the Romans. It was the castle closest to the sea, the first the Normans hit when invading in 1066. So cool. It was so nice to have enough time to stop here in between shows, but it was so magnificent, I would have been sure to return no matter what. With that gem, I got back in the car and headed off to my next show.

Before the show, which was my second of the day, I had a few moments to actually stop and eat my lunch. I chose to stop at the beach. It was so beautiful. I knew that I'd be back here the moment my show was over to explore more. I enjoyed my Tesco sandwich, took photos, and booked it to my show. This was one of the greatest I've ever had. It was a Junior School, meaning the kids are 7-11, our 2nd through 5th grade. They were so cool. They made me laugh. I even got interviewed for their radio station. Their principal was a looker. All in all, a great show.

I packed up my car and was off for the weekend. I just got paid. I went to Tesco and bought an absurd amount of chocolate, cookies and tea to bring home. I also picked myself up a Brit Fashion magazine to enjoy with my afternoon tea. I headed to the pier.

I wandered. I photographed. I sat and had tea with a scone with cream and jam. I relaxed until the sun went down. I then, drove back to my hotel. Prepared myself for a weekend in London by drinking Pimms and cutting my hair in the hotel bathroom, then, to sleep.

LONDON!

Wow. I just looked at the right side menu and realized I've been writing in this blog since 2010. It's now 2012. That's amazing!

Anyways, dear readers, I once again write you from Logan Airport. Terminal E. The Starbucks in the food court. Table closest to the exit- specifically. I am about to board a flight to London.

I am embarking on my second UK Yoyo tour. And right in this moment, I am finally getting SO very excited for it. I'll be staying in Gatwick this time, just outside London, with the NY pro. He's pretty cool, and has stayed at our hotel a couple of times before, so he'll know what's good. Nicey.

There's a student group behind me about to board a flight to France. They're having a photo shoot. I hope they are going to study abroad- because if so, they're about to embark on one of the most monumental journeys of their life.

Back to London. I'm pumped. I'm going to try to see a show or two, drink tea, and eat lots of pre-made sandwiches from Tesco. English kids are so well behaved- and even though I'm working A LOT, I think it'll be great. We'll just pray my voice makes it through 23 schools. Yeah. 23 in 10 days. "That sounds like a lot." says you. Well, yeah. It is. More than I've ever had before I think. Maybe Sydney was close. Definitely more of a packed sched than I ever have stateside though. The Brits love the yo.

Until I get across the pond, xoxo- LOS