Jet Lag Fun

I'm pretty committed to writing in this blog every day, but I'm guessing some of those entries will only be for my benefit a few months from now when I'm looking back. This is one of those entries, because this was just one of those days where I was tired, and doing uninteresting things like unpacking/stocking up on the things I need/going to a short meet and greet with the Oberlin students. So just to tell you upfront, this information might not fascinate you.

So the morning basically consisted of reading Castle Rackrent, which is not a good thing to read if you're tired. Unless you're enthralled by Anglo-Irish abuses of Catholics in the late 18th century. I myself am not, but I got through it.

Then off to explore a little, finding the pharmacy, and good restaurants. Question: where is the best place to get batteries? I feel like I can't predict where they'll be, and I haven't found them yet. I haven't looked too hard, I suppose.

Meeting the Oberlin students was fun, cause they outnumber us 2 to 1 and so we would lose any melees. We wouldn't necessarily lose a dance-off, though, because that's quality not quantity.

Okay, I just spent 2 full minutes trying to think of how to judge a dance-off between two differently-sized groups. I wouldn't want that job.

The walk to the teaching site is about a mile, and I'm definitely gonna need to walk it again and memorize it. No point taking the Tube in good weather, since it takes the same amount of time either way. The teaching site itself is a labyrinth of twisting staircases and narrow hallways, but I'll figure it out. Oh, and classes start next Tuesday. The full orientation is on Friday, and the whole Grinnell/Oberlin group is going to a Prom Concert in the Royal Albert Hall on Sunday. It's Russian music, and it should be good.

We have Thursday and Saturday off, and tonight we're going to go find a pub to call our own for the remainder of the semester. It might take a few nights; this group is picky. Tomorrow we're going to the British Museum and I know I want to visit Hyde Park and read a book somewhere in it. Just to be in London, in Hyde Park, with a book, might be all I need for the next few months. London is great, something for me to get used to. I feel like it's tangibly living and breathing sometimes, like when the window is open there's another presence in the room. I don't know how much of it I will see, but I'll try to see as much as I can.

But anyway, those are the facts of my day.