Adventures in Ireland

Two weekends ago, I went to Ireland with 5 of my friends. I would just like to preface this post with the acknowledgement that Jesus was definitely lookin' out for us the entire time. We didn't plan the trip at all, only booked plane tickets and two nights in the cheapest hostel we could find on the internet (if you know me, you know I generally SUCK at spontaneity and "go with the flow"...so this was a huge step for me). We flew into Shannon airport, on the west coast of the Republic of Ireland, while most of the rest of our group went to Dublin, waaaaay on the opposite, east coast. Why did we choose Shannon? Plane tickets were cheaper, we wanted to get out of the city and into the countryside, and we wanted to be different.

Whenever we landed in Shannon, we quickly found out that there is NOTHING to do in that area. Like, at all. Nada. The locals were pretty much like, "...you came HERE for vacation?" Yup. A kind lady at the airport helped direct us on how to get to our hostel in Tarbert. We had to ride a bus to Limerick, switch buses and ride another one to Listowel, and then hire a taxi to get to Tarbert. We really didn't have a clue what we were doing, but all the locals were SO NICE! Everyone was eager to help us. With all the transportation fees, it ended up being just as expensive as Dublin would have been, but I am still glad we chose Shannon instead. :)

The first night in Tarbert, we went to the only restaurant still open, which was a fast food place. Then we went back to our hostel (which ended up being pretty nice!! We even had our own bathroom!) and played Spoons and watched Midnight in Paris on Brandon's laptop. The next day we walked about 2 miles to the ferry, which would take us across the water to an area semi close to a town called Kilrush. Welllllllll, it was looking like there was still nothing to do in Kilrush, and I was already super stressed about spending so much money, so I told the rest of the group to go on, and I went back and spent the day hanging out in our room all by myself. And it was awesome :D I know, two posts in a row about how much I love being by myself. Haha sometimes it's just what I need though!


^On our way to the ferry

That night after they got back, a group of 30 soccer (they called it Gaelic football) girls, ages 12-14, came to stay in the hostel! Oh my lanta. Y'all. I don't even know where to begin. They were loud and giggly and crazy and off the walls, but I didn't mind at all because 1) I totally remember being exactly like that when I was thirteen and 2) it was much more entertaining than staying in the hostel by ourselves for another night with nothing to do. Lol. One of the guys in our group is a model for Hollister (seriously, not making this up) and the girls went bananas over him. They started saying, "Hey sexyyy" and eventually cornered him and forced him to talk to them. And from that point on they wouldn't let off. Haha. We let it slip that he was a model and they asked him to show them his 6 pack! Which, naturally, he did. And he posed for pictures with them, which I'm sure they will cherish forever. :P They were also infatuated with my voice/accent, and kept telling me, "Say something! We want to hear you talk!" Hahahaha :) The girls had two male coaches and three moms with them. They were so nice and fun and hysterical! The six of us Texans went out to the Swanky Lounge pub and played darts and pool til around midnight, and then we came back to the hostel and Brandon & I stayed up until 3 AM talking with the adults. It was so neat to compare cultures, and we had a blast visiting with them.


^Ethan and a small fraction of the soccer girls

One of the coaches was so sweet, he offered to wake up at 7 AM and give us a ride to the ferry so that we wouldn't have to walk again! It was especially nice because we didn't have to wake up any earlier and it was raining a little bit, so we didn't have to get all sopping wet. We caught the ferry and while we were on it, Ethan and I (we were the appointed ones, because apparently we are the most charming...aka biggest flirts! Haha) asked every car on the ferry (I believe there were 6 or 7) if they would give us a ride from the ferry to Kilrush (about a 10-15 minute drive) so that we wouldn't have to walk allllll that way. The Irish are so incredibly nice y'all, we had multiple people offer us rides! Or maybe Ethan and I are just really convincing. :P Either way, it was my very first HITCH HIKING experience!!! Haha Mom, I guess it's too late to say close your eyes and don't read this paragraph ;P We split up into two cars, and neither of our drivers would take the money we offered them for giving us rides. I have been praying for them both since then, and I hope God blesses them significantly for being so sweet to us!


^the girls at the Cliffs

After arriving in Kilrush, we had about an hour to kill since we had planned ahead to make sure we had time to get there, and it was WAY too cold and drizzly to stand at the bus stop outside for that long, so we found a church to go into and seek refuge from the cold. Seriously? I think that makes us legitimate hobos at this point. Hitch hiking and napping on church pews to get out of the cold, all within an hour.



We rode buses to the Cliffs of Moher, and when we got off our bus driver said, "Be careful out there!" I was like, "Uhh? Okay? What is there to be careful of?" It wasn't but a few moments later that it became apparent that he was warning us about the CRAZY WIND! I've never experienced wind gusts like that in my life, wind that could easily knock you right over, lickety split! My friends and I climbed up and took pictures (that don't even come anywhere close to doing the gorgeous Cliffs justice!) and then they decided to jump the barrier that said, "Do not enter, private property, very dangerous" or something along those lines...I, however, stayed right where I was: 1) because it was illegal to trespass, and 2) uhhh, because I am a scaredy cat and just knew that if I went where there was no fence to keep me from going over the edge of the cliffs, then I would surely die. I have no regrets in not going with them, because I am still alive now. ;)





After seeing the Cliffs, we caught another couple of buses back to the Shannon Airport, about five hours ahead of our flight just to be sure we didn't miss it. All that extra time just sitting in the airport playing cards, talking, and Facebooking and we didn't even think to get our dang passports stamped! It's just by the grace of God that the staff that was helping us board the plane allowed us to still get on.


^ Playing darts at the pub

We learned a loooooooooot on our weekend adventure about traveling, and will be much more prepared next time we decide to jet off to a new country! And as you can see, God had His hands on us (Praise the Lord!!!!) throughout our journey. Yay for not getting kidnapped by the guys who let us hitch hike! :P Bahahaha I'm pretty sure my mom and dad will be scarred for life now....no worries, I am safe! ;)


^ Hobos.

The moral of the story? Pray! Always make sure you have guys with you, it will make you feel safer! Irish people are sooooooooooo nice! And sometimes going with the flow can be fun! :)

XOXO
Megan♥

Introspection

I am currently sitting in a dimly lit Thai restaurant, all alone, grateful for the chance to breathe and unwind. There is surely something to be said about the opportunity to be silent and enjoy one's own presence. Perhaps I can even go so far as to say it brings about the elusive emotion of euphoria! But maybe that is going too far. :)

We are going to see One Man, Two Guv'nors tonight at the Adelphi Theatre next door. It is a comedy, which is a welcome change from the tragedies we have been going to see lately! I am extremely excited, as I always am before a show. I cannot praise this program enough for its extensive theatrical attendances!

*Update: The show tonight was HYSTERICAL! So funny I would definitely see it again. :) Highly recommend!

Last Tuesday was spent savoring various bits of theatre lore, and it was a fabulous day. We discussed shows we had seen thus far with our professor (read: genius), and then we met with John Heffernan, who plays Hastings in the show She Stoops to Conquer, in an extremely informal setting (huddled comfortably in a corner of the cafe in the National Theatre). He told us about how he came to act in London, about working with different directors and casts, and other little interesting things about himself. I asked him what is his favorite/most effective exercise for an actor to get into his or character, and he replied, "It's quite a personal thing for me, actually. I listen to music that my character would likely listen to." How genius is that? And how in the blazes have I never thought to do that before? Music is the most emotional, personal way to connect, I can only imagine the wonders it would work. I can't wait to try it out! I also asked which he prefers, playing a character that is similar or quite opposite from his own personality, and he said he really enjoys that theatre allows you to be someone totally different from yourself. So true. :) And y'all, lemme just say, John was so stinkin' adorable! I would venture to say that every single girl in our group had fallen head over heels for him by the end of our visit. He was incredibly humble, polite, handsome, jovial, and just way precious! Cute, cute, cute.


^ Part of the theatre class with Mr. John Heffernan :)

Afterwards, we had a backstage tour of the three stages (all very unique) that are housed in the National Theatre, then we saw the Irish tragedy Juno & the Paycock. I know I say this in every post, but my heart just aches to be on a stage again. And being so close to all of the action makes me wonder....can I do this? Could I pursue this? Could I "make it" here? It would be so incredible to perform on a West End or a Fringe stage. But then there is so much one must give up or postpone in order to live that life, and I'm not so sure I am willing to do that. And then there's always the issue of being capable of withstanding loads and loads of criticism. ;) But goodness, it would be amazing if I could actually get there.



Being here and experiencing all of this has really made me question my future, to be perfectly honest. This is all extremely personal, and I'm not really posting this to get any response (positive OR negative) from any of my readers, but more as an outlet to organize my own thoughts into reality. I have always loved the idea of working with kids, and the most accessible profession for that in small town Texas is something like what I am pursuing now, a preschool or kindergarten teaching position. But coming to London has showed me how many more career possibilities are out there. Perhaps I want to be onstage? Perhaps I want to be a personal stylist? Perhaps I want to work in fashion, for a magazine or blog? There are a million choices, overwhelmingly endless. Mmkay, I think the soul baring is over for this post. ;)

And I also think that I should allow myself to have a delicious candle lit dinner alone to refresh and clear my head a lot more often. Wooooooo sahhhhhhhh.


^Romantic dinner for one :)

Next post: Adventures in Ireland :)

Cheers, my love doves!

XOXO 
Megan♥

Snippets!

Hey y'all! :) Since I am so behind in updating this puppy, I'm just going to throw lots of random things together and share short snippets about them. :)

New plays we've seen:
- She Stoops to Conquer
- We Will Rock You
- King John


^At She Stoops to Conquer

Favorite: We Will Rock You! It features all music from Queen, and it is so much fun! I was just so happy throughout the entire musical. It made me nostalgic for my 7th and 8th grade days when I went through my INTENSE 80s obsession. ;P I would highly recommend this show. I think I enjoyed it more than everyone else in the group 'cause there were definitely some haters, but I still stand by my opinion. :)


^At We Will Rock You!

The other two shows: I wasn't crazy about the storylines, but the actors all did a great job! King John was done in a teensy tiny, itty bitty theatre! Maybe 45 seats? It was a cool experience, because the actors were literally a foot away from us at times. There wasn't a stage, they just acted in the area right in front of us! How intimidating, right?! I would love to do a show like that, but I know I would certainly have more stagefright than I've ever had onstage before. I was honestly lost for the majority of the play, no clue what was going on, so about 2/3s of the way through I gave up trying to understand and spent the rest of the play deciding which actor was the cutest. ;)


^Before seeing the play Lovesong, I dressed them up in my dresses!
Makes me reeeeally want to pursue being a personal stylist :)

Day trips we've taken:
- Dover Castle/wartime tunnels & Canterbury Cathedral
- Stonehenge & Salisbury Cathedral
- The ancient Roman baths and the cathedral in Bath


^In Dover


^Canterbury Cathedral


^Dover Castle


^Stonehenge

These were all so neat! So much history is contained in those places, it's difficult to wrap my brain around the reality of it all. I feel so blessed to have experienced all of them, and I am beyond excited for all that is still to come this semester.


^Dinner at Hard Rock Cafe (Yep. We went to Hard Rock for CLASS. I ♥ this semester!)


^The red guitar was Slash's! And the outfit behind it was the very outfit that he wore in the November Rain music video!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D Needless to say, my obsession with Guns N' Roses was rekindled that night. ;)

I went to church at Hillsong London last Sunday! It is held in the Dominion Theatre, which is where we saw We Will Rock You. Haha. It was mostly young adults and felt very "contemporary", much like being at a conference like Battle Cry or at a Christian concert. I will definitely be going back there for service every week, especially because they have four different service times to attend!


^At the Tower of London

For British Culture & History last week, we toured the Tower of London. I think this is my favorite historical landmark in London that we have learned about so far. Soooo many crazy things happened there with monarchs throughout the years. The guy in the picture is called a Yeoman Warder. He asked where we were from and when we responded with Texas, he said, "I was told Texas is the Lone Star State, yet I see so many beautiful stars here!" and all of the girls just melted. :P


^The Tower Bridge: soooooo gorgeous!



^The Ravens of the Tower stole some poor kiddo's lunch!

There are these cookies at the grocery store Sainsbury's, 5 cookies for 1 pound. They're of the devil; they are really that good. And it's terrible because I can't stop eating them! But I have told myself that I will not buy any more of them. I'm about to get serious about losing weight while I'm here...which also means no more croissants! Also if I spend less money on food, I can spend more on shopping, going out to clubs (which I sadly have not gotten to do yet), going to more plays, and more fun things. :)



^My thoughts exactly, sistergirl! :)



I got to go running one time, but it was the night before it turned super cold, so I haven't gone since. :/ I did ten miles that night though, and it felt amazing! Of course it was a lot more like brisk walking/jogging than running, but regardless, I still did ten miles. Running is therapy! I can't wait until it's warm enough for me to go more often. Apparently February is the UK's coldest month. When we arrived, it wasn't too terribly cold, but the last week has been freezing! Also, it has snowed twice since we got here! The snow is a beautiful sight. :)



Last night we tried McDonald's to see how it compares to McD's in the states. I heard rumors that it wasn't good, but I got chicken nuggets and french fries (oopsie, make that "chips!") and they were, in my opinion, no different from the ones back home. I still haven't gotten up the courage to try a hamburger here though...I can't imagine that Londoners would be able to do beef quite like Texans can!


^The COOLEST milkshake place EVER, called ShakeAway!

I bought a black sequin beret. Monumental moment; it needed to be noted. ;)

I love London, but nothing compares to Texas/the South! Being here has made me even more appreciative of being raised a Southern belle. (Y'all didn't even think it was possible for this girl to gain more Texas pride, did you??) I made a list of everything I love about being from the country. Shall I post it? Would y'all be interested in reading it and suggesting additions to the list?

Oh my goodness. Believe me when I say that shopping here is CUTTHROAT! Girls are crazyyyy and ruthless when you go in a crowded store like H&M, Forever 21, or Primark. There is shoving, dirty looks, and reaching over people without a single "excuse me" to be heard. Mamas apparently don't teach their baby girls how to act like proper ladies here! Or maybe they do, but all rules go out the window when it comes to scoring a good sale.

XOXO 
Megan♥

Schoolhouse Rock

When we are not traipsing around the streets of London, classes are held in a beautifully constructed old building just a minute's walk from Pickwick Hall (my home), called the Swedenborg House. Classes are generally three hours long, because we only go to each class one day a week. My schedule looks like this:
Monday: 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM British Culture & History (taught by British professors Doctors Donald and Molly Rumbelow)
Tuesday: 2:30 PM - 5:00 PM London Theatre (taught by esteemed London theatre critic Ian Herbert)
Wednesday: 6:00 PM - 9:00 PM History of Rock Music (taught by Dr. Robert Tucker, from Brownwood, Texas institute Howard Payne University)
Thursday: 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM Charles Dickens' London (taught by Dr. Josh Davies, Manchester, England native and graduate of Kings College)

I adore every one of my classes and my professors, but boy is it tough to pay attention for three hours straight in one room! I seriously think I need to be tested for ADD. :/ My classes are so neat though; who else gets to truly have this hands on experience on such interesting topics? And y'all, my new favorite sound: Dr. Tucker's laugh. It is the greatest sound EVER! It is so hysterical and contagious and just makes us smile every time we hear it. One of these days I may have to get it on video so that you all may enjoy the sound as well. :)




^ Theatre Class with Dr. Herbert

My favorite class, of course, is Theatre. LE SWOON :D From the very first moments of class, I knew it would be different from the rest. There's just something about the stage that resonates with me, that connects straight to my heart and soul, and lights a fire within me. Perhaps it sounds silly, but during that class I just feel so....for lack of a better word, alive. Excited. Happy. Vibrant. So incredibly in my element. And it also makes me so sad; I long for the day I get to be onstage again! After just two days of theatre class and four trips to see London productions, I am reminded that the Lord gave me a love for the stage for a reason. I am meant to be a part of that world/lifestyle and when I have gone without it for too long, I can feel the empty space it leaves. I am so happy to have it semi-filled again, and absolutely thirst for the day I can be involved in another show! I know to some people this won't make any sense, but I also know that others (like my sweet friend and faithful reader, the lovely Lauren Sierra! :)) will know EXACTLY how I feel.


 ^ The stage for Shrek


^ Legally Blonde (which I WILL be going to see!)


They don't have Walmart here. :/ It sure does take some getting used to! We do our grocery shopping at Sainsbury's, a short walk from our hostel. It is the largest grocery close to us, and has nice, low prices and fresh products. I love it! Certainly one of the advantages of living in London is the delicious freshness found absolutely everywhere. They don't use many preservatives here, and it is so refreshing! Also, fast food is not nearly as rampant, and the vast majority of natives are very, very slim. I hope to join their ranks by the time I leave. ;)



XOXO
Megan♥

Threee Bliiind Miiice!

LAST MONDAY

Last Monday we attended our first official British Culture and History class, which was six hours total; three hours walking around and taking notes on my iPad (definitely better than pen and paper!), a break for lunch at our favorite pub Shakespeare's Head (delicious food, great atmosphere, low prices), and then three more hours of taking notes in a classroom. It's safe to say my favorite part is the more hands on option of being "in the field" and seeing the places that we are learning about. Rumbelowoman is so lovely; she used the word "posh" a couple of times to describe chic fashion choices that we came across Monday morning. I told her, "I really like you; you're so sassy!" :)

Our little quintet that is always together consists of Brandon, Ethan, Jenna, Lindsay, and I. And I'm fairly certain every one of our professors quickly labeled us "The Troublemakers". All of us get in trouble all the time, no matter how hard we try to be good! So we've started saying, "Story of my life!" every time we get scolded because it seems to happen so often. But no worries, I'm quite confident they still like us...they're just jealous that we always have so much fun in each others' company. ;)


 ^ Krispy Kreme Gang! :P

We are all major fans of ice cream, and much of last week was spent searching for good ice cream. I have also yet to find a delish Thai food restaurant to frequent, but I am determined. One surprise is that much of London seems to shut down quite early. However, there are certain areas that stay up later, like Soho and Picadilly Circus, so we just have to learn where to go and when. It is so convenient to just walk to a destination, or jump on the tube; everything is so accessible!



^ "Gary" in the kitchen at 2 AM.

Mice. Are. Everywhere. In our room, in the lobby, in the kitchen, on the streets. Every time we see a mouse, the boys say "Look! It's Gary!" I'm not exactly sure why, but they have decided that every mouse is named Gary... It's a good thing I'm not afraid of them! I am just thankful they are not roaches or rats. As long as they stay away from my bed and my clothes, I'm good. I have only seen one rat, and that was outside in the park when I went running the other night. Yuck-o!



Here is a picture of the iconic telephone booths. They are really only kept around for the sake of tourists. We have seen homeless people sleeping in the bottom of them in an attempt to keep warm in the cold night time temperatures, and there are icky pictures posted on the inside walls of, *ahem* services that are offered by disgustingly desperate women.

XOXO 
Megan♥

First Weekend in London

The Saturday after we got here we had a Scavenger Hunt throughout London. Team Awesome was composed of Jenna, Lindsay, Brandon, Carson (an HSU student), and myself. That was the LONGEST eight hours of my life, and by the end we were sore, tired, hungry, and cranky. We considered giving up many, many times, but we pushed through 'til the end and it paid off because WE WON! We beat the other three teams and won 20 extra pounds each for the week! We also ended up with lots of great pictures and fun memories. :)













That evening we had our first taste of the famous British delicacy, Fish & Chips in a historic London pub. Chips in England are actually thickly cut french fries. I absolutely loved this meal; delicious! I can't get enough fish and chips while I'm here, because I won't be able to find this meal quite as easily when I'm back home in Texas.



Sunday we went to church at WESTMINSTER ABBEY! Y'all. That place is so gorgeous. We are going to tour the Abbey next Monday for class, so I will talk about it more then. Everyone who knows me knows that I am not always the most uhhh, punctual person in the world. We were told to meet in the lobby of our hostel at 10:40. I came downstairs at 10:48 and everyone was gone. I had about a 20 second freak out, and then I decided to just find my own way. We had gone to the Abbey the day before for the scavenger hunt, so I was fairly confident I could get there without too much trouble. I made it without a hiccup because an elderly couple who were going to the same area took me under their wing and were so kind and helpful! I am serious y'all, everyone is SO nice!

When I walked into Westminster Abbey, I was a little scared that I wouldn't be able to find my group right away, so I prayed, "Lord, please just let me spot them as soon as I walk in!" And you know what? The Lord takes care of me, 'cause the second I walked in I saw Carson, AND there was an empty seat on the end next to Jenna! :)

The service was...interesting. I'd never attended a Catholic service before, so I didn't know what to expect. There are a lot of things in the service that the attendees are supposed to repeat or say together, and before I went inside I promised myself that if there was anything I didn't agree with or believe in, I wouldn't say it. But you know what? I had the same exact beliefs as the words in the program and sermon. I am so blessed by learning about different types of worship since coming to London! More on that when I give my response to the church we attended yesterday, All Souls. :)

After church, we went to a pub to try the Sunday traditional lunch, "Sunday Roast". It was alright, but I much prefer Texans' version of Sunday pot roast. Much more flavorful and gravy covered! :P Yummm, my mouth is watering. Mom, take note: I want roast with carrots and potatoes sooooooon after I get home! Haha.

For the next few days I will be combining days from last week so as to catch up, so stay tuned. :)

XOXO
Megan♥

Learning the Lay of the Land

LAST FRIDAY

Friday morning we had our first walking tour of the city, led by one of our professors, Dr. Rumbelow. He & his lovely wife are both teaching us our required class, British Culture & History, so for this blog I will call them Rumbelowman and Rumbelowoman :P It was interesting learning how to get around a big, bustling city without getting squished by a double-decker bus or knocked over by a swiftly paced Londoner on the tube, but we picked it up quite quickly! I would even venture to say we blend in with the locals in that aspect these days. ;)

We visited one of many Starbucks (of course! Those who know me well shan't be surprised!), and the man working the "till" (what Londoners call cash registers) was so adorable! He helped me count out my coins, as I was still unsure what each coin was worth, and when he asked where I was from and I replied "Texas!", he exclaimed, "Oh wow! Texas is my third favorite CITY in America! After New York and LA!" Ha! I didn't have the heart to tell the sweet guy that Texas is definitely not merely a city. :P

Y'all, one of the most pleasant surprises has been that everyone here (for the most part!) is so nice and helpful to us. I was warned before I came that people would be mean because we are foreigners, but that is so not the case at all. Most say, "Oh I LOVE Americans!!!" and want to know all about Texas. :) It is quite hysterical to hear some of the presumptions about Texans! But that's a post for another day.

Friday evening, we had the pleasure of going to see Shrek the Musical! I was a little weary, to tell you the truth. Shrek? I mean, come on, there are so many things I would rather see in London's talent-filled West End. I could never fully dislike a play, because even if I don't care for the story I can still appreciate it from an actor's point of view. However, I was pleasantly surprised by how cute Shrek was! There were some parts that I didn't particularly care for, but it was better than I anticipated.

^Brandon & I right after seeing Shrek the Musical

^Me, Jenna, and Lindsay at Shrek the Musical

After seeing the show, Brandon (another UMHB student, the super sweet boy I hang out with most here!), Jenna, & I decided we wanted to explore and check out London night life. We spent around 2 hours walking around & taking it all in. We got super hungry around 1:30 AM, so we decided to stop at one of the only places that was still open: a sketchy looking Chinese restaurant with about two options for food. Needless to say, the food was pretty gross. Buuuuuut, we did have quite an experience, that kept us there for the next two hours. :) We were all talking and a guy our age turned around from the table beside us and said, "You're Americans! I grew up in Minnesota!" Turns out he lived there for 10 years, and then moved to Switzerland, but is now attending Uni (their word for college) in London. His name was Adrian, and he was so hilarious...and super cute as well, no big deal. ;) To cut a crazy long story short, we had a blast getting to know him & two of his other rugby playing, engineering studying, ruggedly handsome friends (one of whom was from Northern Ireland, was named Colin, and had the most delectable accent ;P). They were impossibly adorable with their European charms, and their flirtacious banter. ;) I asked them what would be a stereotype of American girls, and they said that we really know how to walk...in other words, us down home ladies sure know how to strut our stuff! ;P We even taught them how to Texas two step in the middle of the restaurant! That night was so much fun; one of my favorite memories thus far. :) They also gave us names of two of London's best clubs that we need to check out, Fabric and Ministry. I can't wait to see what they're all about, sometime soon!


^Jenna and an awesome pink car we saw, and one of the famous buses in the background!


Friday was also the first day we rode one of the famous red double decker buses. Jenna is absolutely obsessed with them! :P One thing to note is that in Europe, drivers are on the right side of vehicles and passengers get in one the left side! That took some getting used to, for sure. As well as learning how to tell which bus stops where...I'm still a bit foggy on that. But I prefer the tube anyway! It creates more of a sense of adventure somehow. :P

Keepin' it Texan here in the UK, y'all!

XOXO 
Megan♥