Cheltenham lost its Virginity...

After I spent the first half of the day avoiding the shower, I went into town in the afternoon. On my way, I took more pictures. First: the house from the outside.

Then: Christchurch which gives its name to the street I live in and is actually quite nice to look at.


The trip to the town centre takes about 10-15 minutes and is quite a nice walk. Yet, when I got there, I realised that I shouldn't have gone. I'm completely disillusioned and desperate. Virgin Megastore is gone and I don't know if they simply moved or actually closed down their branch in Cheltenham. I looked all over the High Street but I didn't find it. Had to go to HMV to do my shopping, then, where I couldn't resist the tremendous DVD sale, of course (nothing new here ;) ). Bought Hana Bi, Cape Fear and No Country for Old Men - for those of you who are interested - and saw at least 200 other DVDs that I'll have to buy during my stay.

John Travolta said in Pulp Fiction that "it's the little differences" between countries that make visiting an experience. I, for one, just love the fact that you can actually switch off the power sockets here, no annoying plug pulling necessary. More of the little differences are to be noted and accounts will follow.