Who ever thought I’d find this much fun awaiting me in a tiny little town called St. Neots…which is inordinantely proud of it’s parking lots.

A postcard from St. Neots -proudly featuring a parking lot


But it has little to do with the town and much more to do with my LOVELY host, Philip. He’s too much fun!
We’ve spent the past few nights drinking, chatting, reciting poems and watching movies. He even took me at midnight to get Harry Potter…where we cracked up everyone in the bookstore by snapping photos of them being dorks.
It’s been relaxing and mentally stimulating…and exactly what I needed!
And I could go into all our wacky stories right now, but I’ll leave you in suspense. We’re off to visit his parents. He assured me his mom will shout at me, because I’m foreign…never mind the language in common.
Should be fun, yeah? Off I go…