Here I am, in Ipswich, for 7 days already and it just dawned on me that I should blog about my days here visiting.  You can tell I’m new to this blogging world.  Most bloggers would have already had the idea to blog in their heads before they stepped on their plane to depart.  Better late than never.

So, what have I done for the past 7 days?  SLEEP!  Jet lag is real, people.

My very sweet older cousin, Lyn, took me out and about on Saturday and Sunday.  Unfortunately, I don’t have any pictures because again, I didn’t think about blogging until an hour ago.

On Saturday, we went to a church flea market.  Sounds boring but when in Rome…  Besides, I was just excited to get out of the house.  If she’d said “JE come with me to paint my old neighbors station wagon,” I would have gone with her.  Surprisingly, this flea market wasn’t so bad.  I bought a very nice antique white vase for practically nothing.  The people were so friendly.

After that we went to Felixstowe(no pictures) and sat by the port where the cargo ships come in.  Then we went to her house where we had a sort of girls night.  Her friend was there.  They cooked…I watched. We ate and drank wine and just talked.  It was a great day.

On Sunday, we went to an American football game.  Truth be told, it was the first football game I’d ever been to.  Can you imagine…I had to come all the way across the pond to see a live football game.  It was a pretty good game, too…the players being cute was a great bonus.

That’s pretty much it.  The rest of the time I hung out with Granddad.  He’s a little chatterbox.  Stay tuned for more.