>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
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
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
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!”
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