On Thursday, Ina arrived. Friday, our friend Stuart came up from Crewe. Saturday was Guy Fawkes Day, or "Bonfire Night", as it's more well known. As Ina and I learned at the refugee club last week, Guy Fawkes was some guy who tried to blow up parliment 400 years ago, but he didn't, so Brits have Bonfire Night to celebrate it. The only tie-in seems to be that the bonfires sometimes involve burning a Guy Fawkes effigy, which (personally) seems a bit morbid. It's also a little weird that this day is such a big deal here, since the English seem to feel quite similarly about their government as Americans feel about ours right now, so celebrating that a guy got nixed trying to abolish the government seems a little backwards. But whatever! As long as we can have a good bonfire! And set off so many fireworks, it feels like we're living in a war zone for 5 days straight!
German beer and Swedish cider at Bungalows & Bears Pub.
Ina can't believe we actually get to ride a DOUBLE DECKER BUS to the city.
Stu is more concerned with the Finnish chocolate Ina brought him.
Outside the Cathedral, where Occupy Sheffield is taking place.
Bonfire Night! At friends Liz and Rosie's, around the corner from me.
Lighting Chinese Lanterns.
Spinning fireworks.
Ina cooking up our last supper.
We ate dessert first, for obvious reasons.
(That's a Carmelized Almond Banana Split.)
Such a good weekend. Now back to the daunting reality of research proposals, dissertation outlines, placement decisions, policy briefings, and research paper analysis. Blaaaah.
Love to you all!
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