Wakey, Wakey, Eggs and Bakey

The gang put Edinburgh at our 6, and headed south towards Wakefield, UK to stay with my friend Emma. We hopped on a bus in St. Andrew's Square and were on our way through the British countryside. Taylor and I played a bowling game on Tom's I phone for a while. I won...BIG TIME. No worries.

Here's Emma, Taylor and myself hangin' the F out. Common sense would say that Tom is not in the photo because he took it, but that is not the case. A passerby took the picture, but Tom's head made the rest of us look like midgets, so we opted to keep him out of it.



Emma took us into the countryside to a town called Haworth, where the Bronte sisters wrote their most famous novels (Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, etc). It was an awesome British country town that looked a-little something like this:



It was Emma's birthday and we had a proper fish and chips party. PJ's chippie hooked it up with 3.20 fish and chips. I got some mushy peas and some Dandelion & Burdock to wash it down. D&B is a soda-esque drink that tastes like Dr. Pepper but is made from all sorts of plant doo-doo.

PJ's!



We stopped at an awesome old cemetery in middle of nowhere where everyone was named Jonas.



Countryside stunts tend to be a bit more extreme:



We've skipped rocks in every body of water between Portland and Yorkshire.



Wicked...thanks for everything Emma. We'll see you on our side of the pond soon.