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 The one bad thing about traveling alone is the boredom of taking pictures of inanimate objects. So, when you finally work up the courage to walk up to a guy that doesn't look like he's going to rip off your camera and after you go about awkwardly asking him to take your picture... he decides to snap a picture at the most inopportune moment. And that's why you're looking at a picture of me looking constipated at Stonehenge.
But at least I got to see a whole mess of shit without having to confer on others for approval.
But then again, there's that whole safety in numbers thing.
Although, getting my first black eye in a foreign city does make for a good story...
Anyway, here's the scoop:
I went to study in England for the summer of '99. What subject? Well... English, duh! It was a course on Shakespeare, taught at a hotel at Shakespeare's birthplace... in the countryside... in the middle of
fuckin' nowhere! But it's not like England is a big country or anything. I've always wondered how British imperialism worked with such a relatively small population to draw from.
 Whatevers! Anyway, I thought I'd add a couple of pages about my adventures studying and hanging out at the local pubs in Stratford-Upon-Avon, and the two weeks afterwards that I spent poking around Paris, London and the surrounding areas looking for trouble.
And I flunked Kindergarten.
I suck at show and tell.
This little narrative often has nothing to do with the pictures floating around it. So here's the ground rules: I make fun of myself in the body of the page with little stories about my adventures and you get to click on the images that are of particular interest to you in order to get more info on that particular picture. Caution! This process does involve pop-up windows! But no worries! you can chose to do a slide show type presentation thingy at the end...
Am I making sense? Ugh. A little communication breakdown. Sorry!
Choose your destiny!
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