Plane has Ported

Well, I arrived at Heathrow at about 8:00AM England time. That is 3:00AM Indiana time. Anyways, so we end up sitting in the terminal for about four hours waiting for the rest of the flights to get into Heathrow before all of us could meet up for the charter "coaches" to Harlaxton Manor. It was pretty cool, I must say. I ran into a few people talked up a great deal of stuff, and made a few friends. When we got to Harlaxton College we had an orientation session from 6:00-6:45. The information was rather bland, it discussed what we were doing here, what the rules were, and where to find things. Before hand I went outside w/ some pretty girls... and we checked out some of the landscape. This place is extremely beautiful, I truely am living in a castle for the next five weeks.... just hoping that I won't blow too much money, though I think it may happen for the first time in my life.

Later that night around 9:00 PM or lets just say for you guys it was more of about 4:00PM I had my first Guiness (red) on draft at the first English pub I've ever been at. We went out with a great deal of people who are all students here at Harlaxton. After "THE GOOSE" we hit up the night club called "Gravity." Boy, was I gravity. I danced w/ four students who were with me in the manor for like an hour and a half straight. Finally, we ended up at "CLUB IT." I had a great tasting lager called Michaels Draught, and danced to some more techno and London-type hip hop. The Brits are horrible dancers by the way.

I woke up around 12 PM because I was soo incredibly tired from my previous night. We went to an orientation meeting at around 1PM and my roomate Justin and I and his girlfriend decided that we were going to go into Grantham in order to buy some basic supplies... and boy did I need supplies. We ended up walking the distance of about 10 miles all day. I had my first fish and chips in the UK and they actually served me some peas w/ my meal. The best peas I have ever tasted. Anyways, we checked out the town and ended up in this amazing Anglican Church that was entirely Gothic. The sun was beginning to get lower in the sky by about 5:30PM, so we made the long trip back to the manor. Anyways, I'm off to go learn how to play SNOOKER... a british version of pool.

Catch you all on the flip side.


--Brad