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>i can’t take my eyes off of you, i can’t take my mind off of you…til i find somebody new

>my daytrip to bristol


the quaint houses in bristol line up in pastels up the cliffs.


that brunel suspension bridge that everyone won’t shut up about


the brunel bridge in the background, extending over the beautiful gorge/canyon/whatevs


hurried and busy, the streets dip and climb



descending down


this is the port where Jean Cabot set off from in 1497 and “discovered” Newfoundland and Nova Scotia…there’s a plaque there and everything… pfft, yeah, we had to learn about Jean Cabot in Canadian history classes, but he discovered NOTHING!


ancient school still standing, where the glorious poet Thomas Chatterton attended before trying his hand at london….and subsequently commiting suicide

ohhhkayyyy.




see!


the steeple and the sun



the Cabot tower sits about Brandon hill . . . i decided to climb it.



it was erected in 1897 to commemorate the 400th anniversary of Jean Cabot arriving in Newfoundland.



this plaque atop the tower is self explanatory



the view from the Cabot tower….pretty dazzling.



the view from the top of the tower down toward the garden below



someone had written “i sucked cock here” on the tower…. LOVE.IT.
sounds like something i would do . . .
you heard me!



trying to take a photo of myself atop the tower.



then this french tourist walked up and asked if i wanted him to take a photo of me.
he snapped it, asked if it was okay. when i said, yeah, he goes, “zat ees becauz you are boo-tee-fal!”
UN.COM.FY.


best.fake.window.ever.


took a shit ferry ride around…it was 3 stops and no live guide! not worth it at all!


the city as seen from the water



that pub was called The Nova Scotia. haha! You should have seen the Canadian references all over this place…pubs named after like all our provinces!



quack.

wait, that’s not a duck….what the fuck is that?


today was the first day i’d did my grocery shopping since before everything happened. over 5 weeks.

i guess i just haven’t been hungry

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4 responses

  1. The bird’s a comorant.

    September 15, 2007 at 7:19 AM

  2. >The bird’s a comorant.

    September 15, 2007 at 7:19 AM

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