Herne Bay

Sore. Sore. Sore. I cannot feel my body. When I woke up this morning, I rolled out of bed tired and sore to begin with. Deciding I wanted to see more England and meet more people, I went to the TreKent Rambling Society's first walk. Which happens to be to Herne Bay. Well, no one said anything to me when meeting up or through half an hour of walking. Saw sheep and a fox though. I decided to be not the quiet girl I am and introduced myself to a really cool girl, Vee. We talked for the entire three hour walk, we did get lost quite a bit. Anyway, she told me lots of things. Mainly because this stupid American girl kept asking stupid American questions. 

She shared:

• Instead of saying our weight in pounds, they say stones. "I am thirteen stones."
• Instead of saying "tipsy", we can say "jolly".
• Ellie Goulding went to a Canterbury Uni until someone discovered her. 
• You can say "Five quids" instead of "Five pounds", talking money.
• The sun baby in the old show Teletubbies goes to a Uni in Canterbury currently. 

There is obviously a lot more said during the five hours total. She's probably reading this and laughing at this stupid American. Hopefully, she keeps her word, to go out one night with her friends and mine. Herne Bay is not very exciting. Decided to take a bus back, because our shoes were covered in mud and soaked. Before we left, I decided to get food because I haven't eaten anything in twenty-four hours. Sorry grandma. Fish and chips it was, only thing open within a block that I was willing to walk. The minute I got back, I jumped into my bed and took a long nap in my disgusting, pigsty room. Full of mud and alcohol, I should probably take a shower and maybe do some laundry. Tomorrow is sleeping and taking a big trip to ASDA with a few people because this girl needs some granola bars and fresh fruit in her room.