This time I went to Birmingham. I can say that a lot of interesting things happened, met loads of cool and also creepy people. Had a great time.
But to start off.
I planned to cycle to Weston on Friday to catch a bus to Bristol where I wanted to change the coach to Birmingham. Well, I got a lift to Weston and then discovered that a single ticket to Bristol is 6 pounds. Hmmm. The daily ticket is 7. Blimey.
Anyway I got to Birmingham at 10 and Teele came to the coach station the greet me. We then went to her place, dropped my stuff there and headed to a pub around the corner. We spent some time discussing about the british girls and their awful dressing style and then went to get another beers. Suddenly a guy next to me started talking to me. He was a personal trainer and I don't remember why but at one moment he started telling me he was mad because he had epilepsy. Well... I told him of course that he's not. Then we continued talking and the guy starte
d to make compliments to me and asked me to kiss him etc. I refused. Teele was at the same time talking to the guy's friend who was very cute and friendly. When the pub was closed we all went out together. The guy had 2 other friends also and the situation seemed a bit creepy to me. The guys were pretty drunk and this new friend of mine continued snogging me even though I told him off in a very firm way. Anyway. When I walked a bit further from him he put his hands into his pants, stood for some seconds, took the hands out and walked on. That was the point where I decided the guy was a bit mad. He started to act weird and I couldn't get rid of him. Finally me and Teele managed to get away and went to her place to have some sleep.The following day we went to the central of Birmingham to see the big and famous shopping centre. We also went to the market, where they sold almost everything. And for very cheap prizes. I got myself a hikers' style backpack for 10 pounds. And earrings for 1 pound. I really loved the place. After a little bit of walking around we headed back to Teele's place where she cooked pasta with spinach - oh that's definetely going to be now in my cooking list! It was really good and simple to do.
Teele was invited (and asked to take me with her as well) in the evening to a birthday party of one estonian guy living in Birmingham. So we went there. It was so great! I saw about 9 other
Estonians alltogether, no other nationalities were represented! We had a barbecue, which means meat! Normal grilled meat! Estonian way! And then we also had pickled cucumbers and sour cream and salad and potatoes and russian vodka. It was so great! I really loved to food. It was weird to hear everybody speaking only Estonian in UK. Like a small Estonian community. I was so happy on that evening. Although most of the people seemed to have a mild accent already in their language, it was so cool. But the not so cool thing was that I discovered, that I'm thinking in English. When people apologised when they nudged me by mistake or something else (everybody apologize for everything in here) then I answered in English. Automatically. And when I woke up the following morning I asked Teele the first thing "What's the time?" in English and I also talked during the sleep in English.... Anyway. Back to the topic. I had probably one of the loveliest evenings in Britain so far on that evening.
Later at night we planned to go with Teele to a gay-club because we were told it's very nice and interesting to be there and Ott also joined us (he's a guy from my parallel-class who also lives in here now). But there were almost no people in the place so we just went to the same pub that we had been to the previous day.
And then we went back to Teele's place and went to sleep. In the morning we walked past some canals (some of them are built into the air above the road) and Teele and Ott sent me back to the coach station from where I went back to Bristol and then to Weston from where I cycled home.
It was a great weekend. I really enjoyed it!
Oh and my week was also very busy. I went escorting on a wheelyboat on Bristol canals and the following evening went to horseracing. The first one was wet and cold but the second one I loved. It was in the proper countryside and reminded me of Estonian open-air markets that are held
during the summer for couple of days in different places. It was a bit homey.And... I played some guitar with the residents as well. So... It's been a busy week. And lovely.
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