Well I have been in the city of London for five days now and am starting to settle in to my new home. I live in a "flat," it's just a house really but how many times can you say flat and get away with it, in Hackney on the edge of the Islington area in north London. In the days counting down to my departure from the Lone Star state my allergies got the best of me and, of course, I was sick on the plane rides over. Luckily those rides - from Houston to New York City then New York City to London - were probably the easiest plane rides I have experienced.
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| A break from the scavenger hunt in front of Big Ben |
When I arrived a bus took me and other kids in the program, mostly from the Midwest or Indiana, to our "flats" which would be our homes for the summer. When I got to Thoresby house, my flat/home mentioned earlier in Hackney I struggled to get my luggage up three flights before yelling for Kate (my dear, sweet roommate and fellow Longhorn) to come help me before I passed out. She had arrived in London the day before and was eagerly awaiting my arrival (she told me so).
The rest of my first day was spent sniffling and running errands. We went to a kind of Walmart esque store that has catalogs you flip through featuring various products from housing appliances to linens. Kate and I bought Burnt Orange (yes they were listed as Burnt Orange! So crazy) sheets for our beds, a little scratchy but they'll do. We attempted grocery shopping but ended up just buying snacks, shampoo, and sandwiches to last us through the next day or so - got to work on that.
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