Debra was going home on Monday especially so that she could go to the Church on Sunday.
So I recruited some girls for a girls only Church session!
Hey everyone! I am now back on the Gold Coast and my travelling adventures are over! This beautiful picture is in Mykonos.
Today was St Patrick's Day so after a long hard 8 hour day at work I headed down to an Irish bar in Southwark (unfortunately, my green pieces didn't arrive from mum - and I note they still haven't arrived) so I didn't have anything green on, but by the looks of it, I wasn't the only one. It seems that Londoners don't really celebrate St Patrick's day here. Hardly anyone was dressed in Green, not many party goers and we headed up to the Finchley Road Walkie, an antipodean hideout, there wasn't even that many people in there. It was a little disappointing and if I was here again would def make sure I head to Ireland.
- Christ Church, I believe. We had a stroll around the university gardens. I decided not to go in, as had been to lots of churches, etc. But Zac did and there are some pictures here . They filmed the Great Hall scene from Harry Potter here.
St Paul's Cathedral is the Anglican cathedral on Ludgate Hill, in the City of London, and the seat of the Bishop of London. The present building dates from the 17th century and is generally reckoned to be London's fifth St Paul's Cathedral, although the number is higher if every major medieval reconstruction is counted as a new cathedral. The cathedral sits on the edge of London's oldest region, the City, which originated as a Roman trading post along the edge of the River Thames. The cathedral is one of London's most visited sites. The Royal Family holds most of their important marriages, christenings and funerals at Westminster Abbey, but St Paul's was used for the marriage of Charles, Prince of Wales and Lady Diana Spencer. The religious service for Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee was also celebrated there.
Dallas (flatmate), Michael (flatmate), Me and Beth
Needless to say Mick and Mike (who was going to Amsterdam) had little sleep, leapt out of bed to get into the taxi, got half way down the road and had to come back for a forgotten passport, made the way to the airport, fell asleep at breakfast and for Mike (who had packed at 4am that morning) had the worst one hour flight to Amsterdam ever!! Hmmm, boys will be boys hey!
Mick and Mike
They weren't this cheery on the way to the airport at 6am!! (hehe)

