So, I guess there is a lot to catch up writing to do...

Christmas was great. I had a blast on the tour and met some really cool people, most of whom were Aussies. (That's where I want to go next, Australia... Just give me a couple of years to save $$$). I danced the night away at a disco in York, attended a midnight church service in Edinburgh (slightly inebriated), played a twisted version of 'never-ever' with a drunk group of Aussies and Kiwis on Christmas Day, stayed in the hotel where the Titanic passengers stayed before they started their journey and watched married men hide their wedding bands at a club in Liverpool. Oh and I have lots of pictures of building and landscapes (because that's what always seems to end up on my digital camera). Good times, good times.

Greet Street (aka Green Street hooligans). I watched this film last weekend and was completely blown away. Mind you, after the warning we received in Liverpool it gave light to how much the English love their football. (Two local teams were playing each other and we were told to be very careful going out that night because of all of the potential fighting.) Side Note: I am now hooked on this idea of firms and football hooligans. I've rented a few DVDs to research the topic a little more. I just can't quite seem to get my head around it - but if you ask me about gangs, I'd say the same thing.

New Years' Eve was a quiet night for me. Tiina and I took the train into London around 10ish and headed for Trafalgar Square. The crowd was massive, but great fun to watch. Just before midnight, it started to rain, but we stuck it out and watched the fireworks. Then we headed home and I made a few "Happy New Year" phone calls. Like I said, a quiet night.

Valentine's Day in Paris (again). I booked my ticket to France for the February half-term. I'd like to spend a few days in Paris checking out the art museums. Then a few days southish. EJ - wanna meet up for a drink?

Harry Potter I finally saw the new one on Saturday. You know you have waited too long when they send you to the tiny theater in the corner of the movie house that only holds (maybe) fifty people. It's so hard to sit through Harry Potter when you've read ahead two whole stories and keep waiting for something familiar to show up. I sat through the entire movie and instead of enjoying the story on screen, I kept waiting for the battle in the Ministry of Magic and the secret Defense Against the Dark Arts meetings. It was a great film, but I can't wait for the next one.

Does anyone else find this amusing?

Christmas Day my parents drove to Huntsville with my grandparents to visit my aunt and uncle. When I called that day they had stopped for coffee at a Waffle House as it was the only thing open that morning along I-75.

I am afraid that the joke was lost on my Aussie friends in Scotland. I mean, how southern can you get!? [insert Redneck accent here] Momma and Daddy were at the Waffle House when I called to wish them a Happy Christmas. Ha!!