It's been longer than usual since my last entry. The last week has been spent exploring my new part of town, going to the theatre, and waking up at the ungodly hour of 7:30 every morning. Of course it's not actually an ungodly hour. Properly it's quite a godly hour, since it's when the nuns serve breakfast. Still, not a time I like to be awake.
Yesterday however, I broke from my normal pattern (or lack of) and took a bus to Winchester, a charming cathedral town. There's not much there to speak of, other than the grave of Jane Austen and some fifteen miles away, a musuem located in the house she wrote most of her novels in. There was also some rather nice ruins of a castle that I wandered through. Mostly however, it was a simple literary pilgramage.
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