[A continuation of the travel diary I kept during the summer of 1999 when I took a European trip with members of my high school French class. Thankfully, Steven took French as well. — Present-day Carrie]
Sitting in Canterbury, as in the Canterbury Tales. Stupid black pen leaked*. Went through the Cathedral. On our way to Dover to get on a ferry to Calais to get on a bus to go to Paris. No more London. Darn, just as I was getting used to it. But I’ve got to shut up now so I can throw away this pen mess I’ve made.
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*later that day*
I’m on a boat! I’m on a boat! I’m on a boat!!! This is so fun, there’s sea spray and we’re leaving a double screw wake behind us**, & its windy & cold, & we ate at a McDonalds on the boat, & its ever so nice. We’re crossing the English Channel on our way to Calais don’t ya know. Wow, this is too spiffy! I’ve never been on a boat this big before, and where I can’t see the land anywhere around us. Total ocean, or channel, whatever. This is mostly a travel day, but I’m loving this boat! Steven did that black pen mark, I didn’t do it.^
This is so very nice. I’m going to have to go on a cruise someday. Fantastic! Steven said he’d take me. I’ll have to hold him to that, ha.^^ Wonder how long it’ll be before we get there. Hopefully it’ll take quite a while. I like the boat. Someday I’m going to sail to Europe on a boat I am.
Tell you what though. I must be losing a ton of hair. Everywhere I go I’m picking it off of my bookbag or my shirt or Steven or my hairbrush. It gets annoying. Maybe I’m going bald.
How can people get seasick on a boat anyway. Yeah, its going up & down & up & down, but it’s rather relaxing and very fun trying to balance yourself. Fun just sitting here and moving along w/ the boat’s jostles & such.
Laughs like a duck; sleeps like a fish (bigger)
Canterbury Stained Glass Windows (bigger)
The Purple Cliffs of Dover (bigger)
The White Cliffs of Dover (bigger)
*My pen busted and there’s ink splotches and fingerprints all over the page.
**Nerd
^He wrote on my book
^^He hasn’t yet, but his grandparents have. And it was bloody fantastic.
And for the record, that boat crossing across the Channel ended all too soon for me.