So today, I gave the guess the first two Supplemental
Activities in the class, which are basically independent activities where they
have to apply all the techniques and knowledge that they have learned all
week. I have never heard so many
creative uses of the f-bomb in all of my life as they worked through the
assignment. I asked JM after class
if he noticed that they cussed more here in Northern Ireland, and he said, “Not
really. It must just be your
class.” I kid you not that this
continued the entire eight hours of class.
The funniest comment had to be when SS said, “You are sick. How do you sleep at night?!” I calmly replied, “On one side, then the
other.”
CD and I went over to Jack’s Bar for lunch. I got an Open Steak and Bacon Sandwich with
garlic potatoes. It was just okay,
nothing special. The decor in the bar
was neat, very traditional, but the food wasn’t that great. CD agreed. Perhaps we got the wrong thing. I had heard the Battered Cod was good. Oh well, you win some and lose some.
After class, I wasn’t feeling very energetic, so I went to
Paolo’s Pizza to get a pizza. My English
must be terribly hard to understand, because I asked for a 10” Margherita and
ended up with two instead. I’m not sure
how she got from 10” to 2. It was too
late by the time they came out, so I just took them and headed back to the
room. I decided to treat myself to a
pizza/movie night, eating all that pizza and watching The Hobbit: Battle of the
Five Armies. The pizza was good, the
Italian herbs were outstanding, but it was actually only a cheese pizza, not
really a Margherita. The movie was okay,
but the worst of the three by far.
