My program had a scheduled tour of Aston Martin, the automobile factory (which if you don't know what they are look them up right now, because they are beautiful). Anyways we got to walk around the actual factory where these autos worth millions of pounds are actually made and assembled, and because they are so exclusive, each of the parts are made and assembled by hand (the 'aluminium' is hand hammered into shape and the leather for the interior is sewed by individual sewing machines and even by hand!) and then we got a tour of the design room with sketches and designs and things. The tour we got of the factory was really exclusive with no photography or anything, and they told us virtually no one else gets the kind of tour we got today except for auto purchasers. At the end we got to sit in the cars in the design room and take pictures!
Let me tell you, i never fancied myself a car fan prior to that tour, but afterwards i wouldnt mind cruising around in one of those babies, not that i would ever spend enough to save an african village on a car, but still theyre classssy
After this tour, we got take to a "mystery" destiny, which turned out to be Warwick Castle, which is a Castle that got turned into a tourist funland. The castle was gorgeous and we had a great time exploring the grounds, climbing the towers, seeing the peacock conservatory, and eating a "medieval" feast, which was just boiled veggies, a lot of meat, and gravy, and exploring the inside which was turned into a wax museum to imitate medieval times, and my friend and I 'borrowed' some of the costumes and went around and had fun pretending to be wax figures to the other tourists.
We got home from our adventures about an hour after Mubarak stepped down, which had our neighborhood (which is The arabic district in London) in a state of celebration. So we got home changed and went and celebrated in the streets with the Egyptians, Lebanese, Saudi, and basically everyone who happened to stumble upon our neighborhood until the wee hours. There was drumming, chanting and singing (none of which i could understand, but still it was inspiring) It was an incredibly joyful feeling and we met an amazing man, who just arrived back from Egypt that day, and had been protesting in the square! He had been shot in the leg during the protest, so he returned to London to be with his family. It was a great end to a great day of unique experiences.
Other than that, this past week, we had a tour of the National Portrait Gallery for our Theatre Class and I did some exploring with a few girls and discovered Holland Park, which is a gorgeous park with gardens, peacocks, and japanese gardens. It was lovely!
Anyways that's all for this week, signing off from LondonTown!
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