On the day before we went to Portsmouth, I and my roomies all decided to go out for dinner and on the way back home, we were discussing about some banking terminology, this led us to talk about lending money eventually giving way to a discussion on superstition. It was a 3.5 hours discussion, I and one of my roomie argued on the topic saying a person cannot question everything to accept or reject, but he can only do it within his/her reach ( within his scope). but other roomie argued saying there is nothing such as scope and we cant just ignore our ancestors belief without knowing why they followed it.Most funniest part is the end of the discussion, we all realised it was 12 in the night and we had to get up at around 5 in the morning to go to Portsmouth thats where our journey begins.
You guessed it right, I was the last to wake up in the morning. We were all supposed to start from house by 6:15 as we had to reach the YMCA hostel by 7:45, luck was in our favor; though we had to run for it. We reached the hostel by 7:00 and all of our stomach's were singing rhymes with hunger. There was a supermarket nearby which took care of our breakfast (by the way it was sandwich and rice custard). At last bus started at 8:15 from the YMCA hostel. Its a 2.5 hours journey between London and Portsmouth.
| HMS Warrior |
By the way for those who are wondering what HMS means its Her Majesty's Ship. Further historic details on HMS Warrior can be got by clicking on the link. As usual all my friends started with their camera, even before we could enjoy the grand ship.As soon as I entered the ship, first thing that came to my mind was the movie Pirates of Caribbean, and I started imagining myself as the captain of that ship Jack Sparrow. By the time I came back to the real world, my friends had finished with their initial round of photographs.
| HMS Victory |
| Action Station |
Last it was the journey to south-sea which did have its ups and downs on my mood, but ended well with a calm pebble beach. Yes, we were the last to arrive back to the bus as a consequence we all had to sit with strangers. The first half of the journey back was an interesting talk on mythology with a roomie of mine which was short-lived. Second half of the journey was filled with surprise as I was involved in conversation with the stranger next to me, luckily the person was a she.
| South Sea pebble beach |
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