Au Revoir, 270 sq ft.

Elisabeth moved to Sweden.

The continuing story: 

http://soimoved.tumblr.com/


Our Stansted slumber party.


Personally, I love the image preview that Vimeo chose.  It is what it is.  No need to hide it.

There are a few things that should probably be explained.

1 - This entire thing is pretty pointless and you probably aren’t interested.

2 - We all felt as bad as we looked.  Don’t judge.

3 - Whitney’s close-up camera skills should never be repeated.

4 - Many parts of our adventure were cut out of the video because staring at my tiredness and crazy hair for five minutes would bring even the strongest viewer to tears.

5 - The three of us are probably the only people in the world who will find this funny.  I’m ok with that. 

Here’s the story:

Public transportation during rush hour is a challenge in itself, but when you’re hauling a few 50 pound suitcases full of winter clothes for your next two destinations, it’s completely stressful.  Everyone hates you.  Really.  So that’s how we started out the evening!

EasyBus is a cheap way to get to and from airports.  We were going from London to Heathrow, which takes about 2 hours.  We weren’t sure exactly where this EasyBus was picking us up, so the hunt began.  That was fun.

So then we miss our flight because we look at the wrong airline departure time.  We’re stupid like that.  Yes, we actually tried to board the wrong plane and got rejected by the nice Norwegians. 

The next flight out was at a different airport, which we could only get to by taking the EasyBus back to London, then taking another EasyBus to this other airport - Stansted.

The EasyBus website it shit.  I’m just going to say it.  It really is.  Or at least it is when you’ve been running around for the last six hours and you have to use a coin operated pay phone/computer with a metal keyboard that is hella hard to type on.  We have absolutely no idea where the Easybus will pick us up once we get to London.  Uh huh.

The bus we take back to London is driven by the same guy who drove us to Heathrow, which was awkward.  At 12am we’re back in London, taking the last train into the city.  We’re completely on our own, searching for a phantom bus at a super secret location.  We wander into hotels, asking if we can use a computer and finally a nice man says yes.  Then his boss walks in, stands over us and grunts until we leave.  I think we got the nice man fired.

A lovely man drives us around in his taxi and ends up chasing down the bus.

We had a fabulous sleepover at the airport and arrived in Stockholm in time for morning fika.

Did you read all of this?  Yeah, didn’t think so.


Taking a stand and not making my point

For all three of the 270sqft readers out there, you may have noticed that this blog is as dead as my social life. 

I decided to take a stand and NOT post anything until Whitney kept up her “I promise I’ll do one post a week” bargain that was made about a year ago.  

In her defense, she has put three entries on here in the last seven months.  That’s excellent progress for Whitney.  But no, I needed more from her.  I suppose I was being too demanding and I should just accept the blog for what it is - 97% mine and 3% hers.  

It seems the only person who knew about the “Taking a stand!” project was me.

The project has officially ended.

-E


There once was a kitty who was a very bad girl.  Her father decided to mail her off to boarding school for some lessons in discipline…

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There once was a kitty who was a very bad girl.  Her father decided to mail her off to boarding school for some lessons in discipline…

W


Elisabeth flew to Kentucky to surprise Whitney.  Fun was had, even during prayer.


I forgot about this video!!  It’s from last summer, so it’s a little old, but still entertaining.

Whitney is really lucky to have Matthew.  He talks her through hard times.

Here’s what the shirt looks like -


Happy Easter from Lexington!


This was our first Easter together as a married couple, so Matthew wanted to celebrate the occasion with an Easter egg hunt!  We decorated the eggs (I’m sure you can guess which three eggs were decorated by M and which three were decorated by me….) and then took turns hiding them for each other.  With Ellie’s supervision, we eventually found them all, and we decided that since we were such amazing Easter egg finders we deserved a chocolate bunny!

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I can only imagine how we looked to everyone else who was visiting the Montacute House.  The two of us were hiding behind trees, running around, quoting Jane Austen with our completely butchered accents, and capturing all of this totally normal behavior on camera.  Paranoid that people would get close enough to think we were making fun of Jane Austen & British accents, we were on alert at all times.  Any time you see us look scared, it’s because we see/hear people strolling by. 

Whitney did an excellent job.  She poured her heart & soul into these quotes.  I could really feel the emotion.  Bravo! 

Meanwhile, if Elisabeth could even get the words out properly…  But hey, at least she had a scarf!  And I think it stole the show.

The last part of the video is unedited in all its glory.  It was intended to be edited as a conversation, but it was so horrible that it was best left untouched.  It’s the effort that counts, right?

As it turns out, the Montacute House was used as a filming location for Sense & Sensibility!