They Call Me Daggie

18th October 2015

Today is Sunday and also the day when I go to church. The service started at 10:30 till 12 o'clock in the afternoon. The service was interesting, because someone had a confession of faith and was baptized in the same sense as Jesus was baptized; headfirst in the water. There were a lot of songs to be sung and even Jarno thought that it was interesting.

After church we walked to the Albion Hotel and ate Sunday roast dinner. It consists of potatoes, vegetables, meat, gravy and Yorkshire pudding. It was not nearly as special as we thought it would be, since it looked like a regular meal you have in Holland. Jarno didn’t think that his Turkey Roast Dinner was that good, he’d never eat turkey again.

Afterwards, we went to Margate by train. The weather was so nice. My host family told me that there is a museum there which we could visit for free. It was an art museum. Something that Jarno and I do not really like. However, this one was fun. You had a chair where you could sit on and it would turn around as you moved your weight along the chair. Of course, Jarno had to film this and send it to his mother, of course, I said he could. There was also a house inside the museum in which they showed (or at least we think) optical illusions, inside this house was a small house. The small house was as big as my thumb.

After the museum we sat on some stone benches along the shoreline of Margate, it was romantic, and it felt really good. After a while we slowly walked back to the train station. Jarno saw an Amusement Hall, something he really likes, and misses back in The Netherlands. There, I saw a Mario Kart arcade machine, and I challenged Jarno. He lost, just like he did last year when he challenged me to a round of Mario Kart on his Super Nintendo.

When we were done, we went to a really small but cosy café where we had a hotdog (yes, the real American styled ones!) and a pint of strawberry cider. It was delicious.

We went home and had a shower, sat with the family for a bit, and went to bed.

Here is a video of me in the chair of the art museum