Dead Week In Grantham

After my adventure to Ireland I decided to take a planned scheduled week off of the travel scene. I had always been interested in other cultures, but Grantham on the other hand was a small town that I hadn't really been able to explore since my plane landed in Heathrow. This post will really just be a brief sketch of what my week was like in Grantham. Tuesday was an amazing sunny day in town. We went in town on the 1:10PM shuttle and I had to grab some money from the cashpoint (ATM). After doing so, I decided to catch myself up on some of my reading for my class at Costa... "the British" version of starbucks. It was good, tasty, and fun to be in a social place that Brits of all ages frequent on a regular basis. Later that night after finishing my second paper for my class, I made my way down into the Bistro. I found myself after a pint or to heading up to the stage to sing karayoke. It was a good night, Bohemian Rhapsody, Eagles, and a bunch of other songs I helped contribute to made for an interesting night.

Wednesday was a planned field trip day by my professor affectionately called P. Scherm. We made our way 20 minutes north to check out a Castle called Beaver Castle where an Earl and his Duchess still live with their two children. We checked out the castle on a tour, and had a brilliant time. It was a relaxing end to a fun filled day when my professor and I decided to take a trip over to the pub and have ourselves a pint as the cab dropped us off in Grantham.

Thursday, all of my friends and I were getting sick of eating refectory food for an entire week and seeing everyone leaving for various destinations, Rome, Barcelona, Munich, etc. So we treated ourselves to a relaxing and fun night on Grantham's town. We started at the Goose and had a few pints. After that we went to an Italian restaurant called "Ask" and ordered a bottle of wine and some Italian food. It was delicious. We then went to a few other establishments and got a cab back to the manor in order to watch my favorite movie Caddyshack. It was good times, and a relaxing and inexpensive night.

Saturday, I took a long walk bymyself around the manor. It was beautiful looking at the clouds and the fields. I had a very spiritual and open minded day. I couldn't believe how amazingly lucky I was to have this exprerience in living in such a pretty country.

Well, if this doesn't give a good picture of dead week, I apologize. All I know was that two weeks of traveling and class leaves one tired. So many time zones and so little rest would have made me weary without this much needed break from being on the go. I finally learned how to relax that week, and I am ever grateful that I took some time for myself. I did come to the realization that my trip was about to end... for I was heading to Edinburgh and Paris and then back home to complete my summer. However, this feeling wasn't settling in my mind yet, because as far as I had seen it my trip was half way over and the other half was going to be glorious.