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spring break 2006: london

Spring Break Trip 3/8 - London Travel & Sightseeing

London – Travel & Sights

Get to the sights!
Underground – King’s Cross
Underground – Paddington Station

See the Sights!
London Tower & Bloody Tower
London Eye
Big Ben
Buckingham Palace
221 B Baker Street
Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum
National Portrait Gallery
The Regents Park
British Museum
Little Venice

Or Choose your own Adventure!

OOC

Visit the hotel and shopping
Take the bus home
Or choose your own adventure!

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Marty tilted his head in the other direction as well. "Huh. Well if Coach Ash were here? I'm pretty sure he claim this as being 'NOT ART!' and then hit on one of the tour guides."

Marty then began to look at some of the other exhibits. "So what do you think of our little field to England?"

Nadia followed, also peering at the other exhibits. The garden gnome made of cigarettes ~~which probably isn't actually there any more since I saw it in 2002, but whatever~~ was particularly strange. "It's fun. I love getting to ~~break into~~ see new places. And being a boy for a day? Definitely an experience." She shrugged. "It's tiring though. I'll be glad to get back to Fandom."

"Same here," Marty said with a nod. "Except for the gender switching thing."

Marty paused for a second and looked over at Nadia. "So what did you think of the whole gender switching experience?"

Nadia blushed ever so slightly, since ranting about how she didn't understand how boys dealt with that was not something she really wanted to discuss with Marty. "It was strange. Somehow . . . freeing? Before we found out about Angel, I could pretend to be someone completely different."

"Huh. Well as long as you learned from it I guess," Marty said with a nod. "Do you know how it happened?"

"We're not sure, but Walter decided it might have to do with the sleeping pills the doctor at the clinic gave me." Nadia shrugged again. "We were the only two who took them, and we're the only two who changed sexes, so. . . ."

"Weird. Next time? Try a warm glass of milk first," Marty suggested as he looked a t a weird painting at the wall.

Nadia looked at the painting next to it and shuddered slightly. "I'll remember that. But in my defence, I hadn't slept that well for several days before going to see Dr. Not-Bel. So warm milk didn't occur to me."

"Trouble sleeping? Any particular reason why?" Marty also looked at the painting and decided he should look at something else.

Nadia shot Marty a glance. "I got hit on the head." She rubbed her neck and looked away. "And there were some . . . nightmares."

Marty cocked an eyebrow at that statement. "Everything okay?"

Nadia tilted her head slightly and smiled. "Oh, I'm fine." Her smile faded quickly, though. "I'm not getting more than one a night any more, so. . . ."

She stepped away, letting her sentence stay unfinished, to go look at a sculpture of a shack mid-explosion.

"One a night? That's actually kind of frequent, don't you think?"

Nadia frowned. "It is? I don't know. I've always had weird dreams." She looked over the plaque next to the exploded shack, noting with interest that the materials for the sculpture had been gathered by stuffing an actual shack full of random stuff and blowing it up.

She wondered if the gift shop had anything on this piece. Pip would love it.

"Huh. Well I used to have dreams everynight for a year about the same person. My therapist told me I had a bit of an obsession about that person," Marty replied while looking at the exploding shack. "Maybe you sould check in with the school counselor to find out?"

Nadia kept staring at the exploded shack. "That's what the doctor said, too. He gave me the pills because I said it might take awhile to get to see a 'shrink'." She was pretty obviously not happy with the diagnosis. "I'm not crazy, though."

"No one said you were," Marty said with a little grin. "Why? Do you think I'm crazy?"

Nadia raised an eyebrow and smirked slightly. "I haven't decided yet. Did you really dream about the same girl for a year?"

"Yeah. That ended when I came to FH though," Marty said with a shrug. "You can probably guess the reason why."

He then gave Nadia a quizzical look. "So what makes you think I'm crazy?"

"You were a professional killer. Doesn't that take a certain amount of crazy?"

"No... more like a-"

Marty hesitated, he's not exactly proud of this.

"-moral flexibility. But I don't do that any more."

He looks at the exploding shack thoughtfully.

"It's not me."

Nadia nodded. "Okay."

She tilted her head and looked at the sculpture silently for a moment.

"Do you think if we were to stuff a shack on campus with a bunch of stuff, blow it up, and call it art, we'd still get detention?"

"How badly do you want to find out?"

She grinned. "Depends on who's running detention. Don't tell me it doesn't sound like fun."

"I'm not saying it wouldn't be *fun*, but have you seen Principal Washburn?" Marty asked. "That's a whole lotta woman."

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