Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Moved In

I made it in one piece and it was a very pleasant trip, all 3993 miles, reading "Gone Girl" and sleeping off and on for the eight hours over the Atlantic ocean. I had the entire row in the plane to myself, the plane was maybe a fourth full. When I arrived to London Heathrow Airport, I was in terminal two or called "The Queen's Terminal" (I giggled). People were not pushing carts, however they were pushing trolleys. Then, waiting in the queue (line) for the UK Border, my legs went limp and my stomach was in knots. It was hitting me hard or I was scared shitless by these officers. Thankfully I got through with no problem and I was sitting in a bus that was driving me to Canterbury, the University of Kent with other international students. A fact you probably know already: they drive on the wrong side of the road! I mean, I think it's very interesting to experience but at the same time I constantly feel like we were going to get in an accident. Our bus driver was amazing and had the best accent. I speak with a british accent when I talk to myself in my head and I sound ridiculous, thought you would like to know. Anyway, getting closer to the campus, I started to notice the houses. Harry Potter. They are screaming Harry Potter. The brick and stone houses squished together look like they should each have their own owl. Arriving to my dorm, I was hauling three roller bags and a purse up through several doors and up stairs with no lifts or elevators (I live on the fourth floor). The struggle was real guys. Anyway, if you didn't know, England apparently think roommates are strange so I have a single like everyone else (I'm not complaining). I live in Rutherford College for the dorms. 

Pros: fast wifi, lots of drawer and shelf space, privacy, close to the library and union, good view.
Cons: far from the sports center, hard bed, smells gross, not many people here. 

I settled in half way and ran off to the union to buy bananas, toilet paper, water, tacks (to hang photos on bulletin board), postcards, and a notebook for classes. After, I hit the ATM to pull out fifty pounds and bought some cheap chicken pad thai for lunch from a food truck that was buzzing (it was delicious). Now, it's only 13:38 and I want to shower and sleep but I also want to go explore. Decisions, decisions. 





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