Leaving on a Jet Plane..

First and foremost, it is true that English people do sing loudly and off-key in pubs, and it is fantastic. After our Beer festival trip with Leland's crew (pics below), we ate at the noodle bar, which is supremely delicious, and then venture to a pub for some more brews. We also got to see our fav American student in Britain, Dave, who had taken us punting a few days before (pic is of Dave and I convo-ing). 

And there it began.... There were conversations galore with eclectic characters, and signing "I'm leaving on a Jet plane..." at the top of our lungs with faux british accents (yes, Err did as well). The pic is of the ring leader, and older British man who knew every word!! I had a

nother good convo with a chap from Wales, who was an American baseball fan, specifically of the Brewers (cause he liked the name, Ha), and we discussed how awesome the Chelsea football club was. 

We ventured home, but not before being able to follow the stereotypical Cambridge professor, who was in our pub enjoying a pint as well, probably after discovering something that will profoundly change the world, and of course we snapped a pic.