Change of plans (a.k.a. Update your website, bitches)
Evidently there's nothing to do in Stratford-on-Avon, to the point that the hostels are closing down without telling anybody. So instead of spending the next two days there, I'm off to Oxford to do God only knows what. Hopefully I'll still be able to make a day trip to Stratford, because it was sort of half my whole reason for coming here.
Bath has been solid good times, which I would write more about here if I wasn't trying to use a retarded keyboard where the keys require approximately the force of a jet-propelled elephant to depress. I guess that's what you get for checking your email at McDonald's.
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
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