I have stopped, dropped, and rolled for the first time in my life. My heart's just starting to slow down.
My hair dryer exploded this morning. The heat coil inside it blew into a hundred tiny pieces that landed all over me and the carpet of my room. There's nothing I can do about the carpet, it's just going to have little bits of metal embedded in it forever. I, on the other hand, have three cigarette sized burns on my neck and back, and a little bit of singed hair. It's not so comfortable, but I'll live. Ah, adventures!
I'm going to Oxford today, so there should be a few more pictures on here tonight or tomorrow.
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Beth, I hope it wasn't my adapter that made your dryer fry up! Though I remember when I went to Europe a friend of mine - while using her adapter - managed to accidently melt her curling iron. So maybe it's England's electrical power. At least that's what I'm going to blame it on...
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