Threee Bliiind Miiice!

LAST MONDAY

Last Monday we attended our first official British Culture and History class, which was six hours total; three hours walking around and taking notes on my iPad (definitely better than pen and paper!), a break for lunch at our favorite pub Shakespeare's Head (delicious food, great atmosphere, low prices), and then three more hours of taking notes in a classroom. It's safe to say my favorite part is the more hands on option of being "in the field" and seeing the places that we are learning about. Rumbelowoman is so lovely; she used the word "posh" a couple of times to describe chic fashion choices that we came across Monday morning. I told her, "I really like you; you're so sassy!" :)

Our little quintet that is always together consists of Brandon, Ethan, Jenna, Lindsay, and I. And I'm fairly certain every one of our professors quickly labeled us "The Troublemakers". All of us get in trouble all the time, no matter how hard we try to be good! So we've started saying, "Story of my life!" every time we get scolded because it seems to happen so often. But no worries, I'm quite confident they still like us...they're just jealous that we always have so much fun in each others' company. ;)


 ^ Krispy Kreme Gang! :P

We are all major fans of ice cream, and much of last week was spent searching for good ice cream. I have also yet to find a delish Thai food restaurant to frequent, but I am determined. One surprise is that much of London seems to shut down quite early. However, there are certain areas that stay up later, like Soho and Picadilly Circus, so we just have to learn where to go and when. It is so convenient to just walk to a destination, or jump on the tube; everything is so accessible!



^ "Gary" in the kitchen at 2 AM.

Mice. Are. Everywhere. In our room, in the lobby, in the kitchen, on the streets. Every time we see a mouse, the boys say "Look! It's Gary!" I'm not exactly sure why, but they have decided that every mouse is named Gary... It's a good thing I'm not afraid of them! I am just thankful they are not roaches or rats. As long as they stay away from my bed and my clothes, I'm good. I have only seen one rat, and that was outside in the park when I went running the other night. Yuck-o!



Here is a picture of the iconic telephone booths. They are really only kept around for the sake of tourists. We have seen homeless people sleeping in the bottom of them in an attempt to keep warm in the cold night time temperatures, and there are icky pictures posted on the inside walls of, *ahem* services that are offered by disgustingly desperate women.

XOXO 
Megan♥