That night in the hostel I had met three more Australians. They are literally everywhere, but they are so kind, and so much fun. It happened to be Nigel's birthday, so we all went out for quiet drinks. We figured we'd just have one drink and come home. We went to a quite pub and had just one drink, but while we were there we had heard about a cocktail bar just a couple doors down. We decided we would go check it out just to see what it was like, and when we got there, someone was checking id's at the door, which was the first and only time I've seen that over here. I was behind the 3 Australians so when I handed him my id, he got confused and asked what a Mexican girl was doing with Aussies. When we went into the cocktail bar all four of us really enjoyed the atmosphere. We got a jug of mohitos for £15 and each of us had 2 glasses out of the jug. Once the mohitos were gone, being the light weight that I am was already tipsy and I knew I needed to stop, but for the Aussies, who have more experience with drinking, decided that since we liked the place so much they would keep going. I even learned a drinking song, but it seemed more of a chant where you basically make someone finish their drink. One decided on Long Island ice teas after the mohitos were gone and from there the birthday shots came out. I can't tell you what was in them but there was tobasco involved. 2 more jugs of sex on the beach, and we decided to move on to the university night club. I had already stopped drinking after the mohitos but we were just dancing and enjoying the music and the college life. We came back and all wondered off to bed later than we had previously planned. The next morning I woke up at 7:30 on a search for coffee. Since I have yet to find fresh brewed coffee here, I settled on Starbucks. I then spent my day in the park, relaxing and getting to know the Aussies more. I did a walking tour which taught me some history and I got to see the university as well as York minister.
A lot of the cafe's here have the outside seating on the sidewalks like you see in the movies. The cafe next to my hostel also has that type of seating, and the three Aussies and I sat down to enjoy the 1/2 pice burger and chips for dinner which was delicious, and very much needed. It turned out the cheese burger was only £4 and came with coleslaw (which was disgusting and nothing like the coleslaw back home, I don't even know what was in it other than onions carrots and lots and lots of mayo) a salad, and french fries. After having a big night out the previous night we decided to come back and baked Nigel a cake. The rest of the night was spent with cake, chat and British television. I learned that the Aussies enjoy eating cake with cream. They put their cake in a bowl, and pour double cream on top (whipping cream I think?). British television is awful, and it reminds me of Mexican television, except in English.
This morning when I woke up, I just hung around the hostel and relaxed. I then went out to get lunch and found a delicious smelling deli/bakery, with tons of people inside. I decided to get a sandwich and a cookie for lunch and turns out you get the drink free, meaning I paid £3 for the meal. I ordered a savory cheese sandwich with a salad on it (why? I have no idea, it just sounded good at the time). I unwrapped it and took a bit and then looked at the sandwich and realized I had no idea what I was eating once again. If I had to guess it tasted like mayo and shredded cheddar cheese, but upon inspection I'm 99% sure I ate a pimento and cheese sandwich. I've decided to just get over it and realize that most of my meals here will be a mystery.
Today I plan on going to a museum, either the sweet stop, which is where Nestlé originated, or maybe the castle museum. I was also invited to try out a British cinema and see man of steel, but I'm not big into superman, I guess we'll see what happens. I'm so so so sad I'm leaving York in the morning, this town has become a favorite, it wins out over all of the rest so far, including places in the US. It's a quite college town, where old English people come on holiday, or to do some shopping, but it's the perfect mix of everything. It has ponds and a beautiful river that runs through, it has a gorgeous cathedral, old walls that Romans built up, with a moat that surrounds it, one of the largest moats in Europe, as well as parks, cafe's and a nightlife if you go looking. If I were to live I'm England, this is defiantly where I would want to be. Tomorrow is Nottingham though, and who knows, I may love it just as much.
Until then,
-Kenzie xxoo
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