The rest of the journeys of Aderyn, Armani!Scully PI,
Whoa!NoT-Shirt!Mulder PI, Severed!Scully PI, and me weren't particularly
OBSSEssed, but they certainly rocketed to premiere with a bullet in my Top
5 Dreams Come True [see "High Fidelity," book or film].
In fact, I
couldn't believe the coincidences in our travels and the "all things" tape
waiting for me when I got back to my DC-area apartment. My PIs innocently
(I went serious BASV for that ep) spent the weekend living The Ship Not
Taken.
On the Sunday our travels took us back into the centre of Oxford, where we tried to run past some security guards (again) to view anther scenic college - but to no avail, as we were caught this time. <g>
We drove back West, and ended up in Bath, where there was another freakin' Abbey for us to have a look at. ;) We strolled around the Abbey, and checked out the cloisters (let me tell you, it had *nothing* on our Abbey - there wasn't even a sniff of a wine cellar.)
Onwards we drove, with AJ demonstrating her considerable ability to prance... sorry, I meant *dance* in my car. With music blaring, and the sun setting, we reached Glastonbury. We went in search of the ancient Isle of Avalon, reached the Tor and felt the power. AJs PIs were lustily overcome by the mystical forces at the Tor, at least that's what AJ protested - I think the above picture shows how she forced the issue somewhat. ;)
We ended the weekend in Bristol, and just made it to the pub before closing time. Luckily we had time to consume many fine alco<hic>holic beverages before being kicked out onto the streets. Then we did a little more talking over tea and tabloids, and before we realised what was happening it was 3.30am, and we remembered that AJ hadn't had her Welsh lesson! And so it was, we ended the weekend with AJ attempting to pronounce "Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantiseiliogogogoch" , which she mastered at 4am. Some two hours later we made it to the bus station and said goodbye. I considered trying to squeeze into her luggage so that I could go back with her, but I selflessly decided that the bulky Severed Package that lay hidden amongst her clothes was more important than my happiness. It was the Package or me <sniffle> (note to Skull: See the sacrifices I make for you, darlin'?)
"Why is AJ's nose so red?"
a) She's still tipsy from the pub she left 9 hours earlier
b) She caught a massive cold in the "tropical" heat of
early-April England, or
c) She really, really can't bear the thought of
leaving Aderyn behind.
There's nothing more to say, except that it was a wonderful weekend from start to finish, that my PIs arm only snapped off *one time*, and that AJ is an amazing person. The End. :)