Cheese Sandwich

I don’t think I’ve heard anything more funny than a Brits impersonation of a Yank. We went to a comedian on Sunday Night and he made it a point to speak in Scottish, German, Polish and of course American accents. Apparently we all sound like we are working at an amusement park or on a car commercial. I got a chance to give my family a second phone call just to let them know I’m having a great time. My grandfather isn’t too keen the alcohol. But he doesn’t understand that alcohol is just one single part of the culture here in Europe. Its almost an after thought. Of course I am trying different drinks in moderation. My favorite turns out to be a beer called Strongbow- it’s a cider apparently. That certainly puts a different spin on the delicious cider drinks like apple cider. On Saturday we moved into our dorms and I must say that I am extremely impressed. I live in Loring Hall and I have a corner room with a single bed, shower, sink and toilet! Excellent. And a plus, its totally clean!

Saturday night was a huge international student get together in the student union. I met so many people yet only remembered some names. But that’s ok. I’ve met some people with some pretty interesting names- all based upon where they come from. Just tonight I met a flat mate that was from Japan. I wish I could tell you the name or even better spell it but he seems like a nice kid. All in all Saturday consisted of a lot of beer and smiling faces all around. Truly a state of homeostasis J.

I don’t have many pants- excuse me trousers. So I had to buy some here (darn). Three of my friends and I traveled to Lewisham (Lieu-shum) to visit a mall there. We found a TK Maxx- which is jut like the American TJ Maxx. We bought some good stuff but I know I have to go back because I missed a vital chance to get some much needed kitchenware.

Monday I went food shopping for myself for the first time here in London. I started small with Peanut butter and jam, Uncle Ben instant rice and some European equivalent to Ramen noodles. Those ramen noodles follow you everywhere even across an entire ocean. So after getting a great amount of stuff to start out with, I realized I had no plates to eat on, forks to eat with, knives to spread with or spoons to slurp with. So, Frantically looking for some plastic utensils I realized it was a failed attempt. So I decided that the next day I would travel back to the mall and get some kitchen ware. Oops. So Sunday night before heading over to karaoke, I enjoyed a lovely combo of laughing cow cheese and multigrain bread. I love this town

More on Guy Fawkes Day and Black History Month later…
Cheers!