9 July 2005

Land Of Lovers Under the greenwood tree,Who loves to lie with me,And turn his merry noteUnto the sweet bird’s throat-Come hither, come hither, come hither!Here shall he see No enemyBut winter and rough weather.Well, I’m not particular fond of visiting places, related to the famous people. I personally find this a bit too thick. I’m […]

After Thursday London somehow didn’t seem as a place for tourist pilgrimage any more. As well as almost two weeks of just London’s sightseeing made it possible for us to skip last day in capital and to go somewhere else instead. Friday was the last day in England for my friends. And so we decided