Birmingham
A funky day trip with the girls...
So, if you've read about my previous journey to Coventry, you'll understand why my friends in class didn't want me to go alone for my next adventure! =)

It was kinda overcast, but England's almost always that way! It kinda sucks 'cause I got some really awesome shots but they all look like hell because of the weather and low speed film.

Annie, Tina, Megan, Liz, Suzie and I decided to go a couple of miles north to Birmingham (supposedly called Brum by the natives, but I really think that guide books sometimes want you to say stupid things just so that others can identify you as tourists). It was sorta like San Francisco. I'm not sure why I say that. It just had that SF feel to it all.

Nothing major happened. Except for this one guy that went postal on me while I was taking some random scenery shots of Victoria Square. The bearded guy holding a briefcase totally cussed me out and cursed the American identity/experience when I accidentally took a picture of him. He even chased me down the block waving his briefcase at me! Geez! What the hell did he think I was doing? Working for the CIA as a government spy...? a reconnaissance mission focusing on bearded limeys in touristy landmarks? fuckin-a!

Well, anyway, we also tried to go to the National Sea Life Center... oops! I mean, Centre... But MEGAN steered us off course with bad directions so we got there too late and the place had just closed. (I told MEGAN that I'd mention her faulty navigation in my website as a warning to anyone else she's given directions to. I even told MEGAN that I'd take a picture of the façade of the building just to show others how cool the center looked... and to let others think of all the hidden treasures that we might have seen inside if only MEGAN could read maps!)
=)

So, instead, we followed the canals to a pub and got hammered!
=P