This morning we went to meet Patrick Nicholas, a former Member of Parliament. On the way there we drove by the O2 Arena (where Michael was going to perform). The MP was a good speaker and did a great job explaining about Parliament, the Queen and how their rolls differ from the US government. He spoke very highly of American which surprised me because I was under the impression that the whole world thinks we are a bunch of chumps.
We had a long bus ride to Warwick Castle.
It was probably one of the prettiest castles of our trip. The grounds were very castley. Haha! The only problem was that we arrived there three hours early and were stuck out in the rain with no where to go. The basic history of Warwick Castle is that a Lord fought and lost against the Yorks in an attempt to put Henry VIII back into the throne. To escape the rain we toured the rooms that were set up with Madame Truseau’s wax figures. Which were very real looking in a creepy way. Because the rain wouldn’t let up, Jon, Lori, Jill and I sat in the restaurant and talked way too long about European history. Deep conversation haha! When it finally stopped we climbed lots of spiral stairs to the top of the castle tower. There were great views from the top. When it was time for the castle to close, the five P2P groups that were there were able to stay after closing. We lined up the students and a knight came to show them around. As this was happening I glanced over at another group and noticed that Kara was one of the leaders! Small world! For those of you who don’t know I worked with Kara at ACS back in Fall River.
Kara and I. What a small world!
As the students were learning how to properly engage in a sword fighting, Kara and I were able to sit with the peacocks and chat for a while. At the end of the night the Knights fired a trebuchet. This is a catapult that has a counter weight. It was used in medieval times to launch fire balls, rocks, and sometimes dead bodies carrying the plague over castle walls.
We stayed at the Holiday Inn that night. Nothing really spectacular but I must mention the fiasco we encountered trying to buy things from the gas station convenience store. After a certain hour they locked the doors so you had to go up to a window and ask the clerk, Raj, to go get what you want and pass it through a little drawer like you would see at a drive up bank teller. It was difficult for us Americans because we didn’t know brands and couldn’t really see anything through the window. Not to mention that our credit cards didn’t want to work.