Oxford, Day 20. The Lord Nelson

Today was Cardiff. I was very proud of us, all were up in time except for Marina who "chose" not to go (little did she know she would be missing the semi-annual Cardiff Dairy Festival). The train ride seemed like nothing thanks to my diving into Fever Pitch.

We went on a tour of Cardiff Castle and then ate in a little Welsh pub that had great food and BRAINS beers (including one called Skull Attack that tasted like strong wine mixed with Carling) which only played those songs from the 70s and 80s that I imagine are now only used to make being on hold with your phone company all the more excruciating. Nevertheless, Dean knew most of the words (and piano fills). Just another facet.

We walked around some government buildings and parks and then went to check out Cardiff Bay (on the advice of a kind old lady I met walking out of the castle tour). Cardiff was a very interesting little city, with what seemed like a zillion different cultures all coexisting. Lots of interesting architecture. In ten years or so a lot of the big construction projects will hopefully be done and the city will be an even better place to visit.

After the train ride back we made our way over to The Bear for Quiz Night. We ordered some drinks and were all (Me, Sarah, Dean, Riley, Kelly, Andy) happy to see Prof. Gaines show up to captain our team. Sadly, quiz night was not in the cards due to alleged lack of attendance but we had some good conversation just the same. After Professor Gaines left we started to punish Riley for turning 20 that day. By the time Sarah ordered him a mystery shot he had 4 pints in him. A little while later, I asked the bartender to make Riley the most terrible thing he could think up.

The Lord Nelson
-2 Shots Bombay Sapphire
-2 Shots Pimms
-1 Shot Bell's
-1/2 Pint Carling
-3 Ice Cubes
-Lemon, Lime, and Orange Wedges (1 each)
-Trafalgar Drinking Straw

Stir to perfection

£7.50
>$15

Riley fought through it and enjoyed the Bday card Sarah and I picked out (which called him a "knob jockey"... fittingly).

After The Bear we went back and played some Blue Boar and got some Posh Nosh... something we had been doing quite a lot of.

After Posh Nosh, Riley went up to his room, saying he would "be right back down." Ten minutes later he had locked himself in his room and choked to death on his own vomit for all we knew. To be honest, no one was all that concerned about it.