Stratford-Upon-Avon..what can I say. I love the place. Despite it being the birth and resting place for my least favorite individual, William Shakespeare, I'm absolutely in love with the town. The buildings there are adorable! Even the McDonalds looks like it's straight out of Snow White. There's a river running through the city with a huge park on one side. It's where I imagine families would have a picnic lunch if the sun were ever to shine there. Speaking of the weather there, holy shit did it rain that day. Back in Cambridge I decided that since I remembered visiting the place once before when it was hot and people were out riding bikes and eating ice cream, I would wear shorts, a cardigan, and my Toms. woops. No less than 20 minutes after we arrived it was pouring harder than any rain I've experienced so far. No worries though, I brought my umbrella which managed to keep the top of my hair dry. Thank god we got to go to a play that night and sit in wet clothes for 2 hours. The play was a Shakespeare tragedy/comedy which loosely translates to "nap during the first act" (this would be tragedy) and "wake up in time to be slightly amused for half an hour" (hence the comedy). Even the PA's sitting across from us were all asleep on each other.