It's kinda hot here in London, in' it? (in'it = isn't it)

Cloudy, yes! Cold, not so much.

Here's re-cap of my trip so far --

After the lonely waiting at the airport gate for a few hours - I saw the steady stream of students from U of T, clutching their e-tickets, either grinning from ear to ear at the anticipation of excitement, or looking very indifferent (I figure that's the shyness talking).

Some of them.. errr.. most of the students were still with their parents til the very last moments of having to walk through the metal detectors. I on the other hand, am a grown up, and did it all by myself.

Met some cool people, everyone, for the most part is pretty outgoing and friendly, eager to make a friends and click with others. We will see each other almost everyday for the next 30 days, make the best of it, right?

Out of approximately 90 students, there are a handful who are over 40, and a few of us, I figure in our mid twenties. The flight also consisted of a lot of people who had connecting flights in England to move on to Dubai.

The flight was uneventful - turbulent here and there..I got absolutely NO sleep. I even took advantage of the free booze on the international flight, but to no avail. I was wide awake becausem the sun was BEAMING through the plane windows, as it should; I mean it was about 8am UK time, but 3 am, EST. My body was confused!

Go Figure.

The bus ride to Oxford, another story. It took over two hours to get to Oxford - because there was an accident that delayed us, and kept us in the same spot, about 4 miles from Oxford for about an hour. It didn't help that the bus was bloody hot as well. No AC on the bus, just air coming out of the vents, and we couldn't open the windows.

They don't care about pedestrians here. Not even at the bus terminal at Heathrow. We got our first taste of the infamous British attitude as this airport employee told us to get OFF the street because a Mercedes Benz shuttle bus was parking where we were standing. There's about 80 of us.. with our luggages..but that didn't matter. The bus was parking there whether or NOT we were moving.

And...we're off!

I forgot, only for a second, that the driver is on the right hand side, so when I tried to board the bus the way I'm used to in North America, I was greeted by a window. OH YEA, it's on the other side!!!!

We finally got to Oxford University - Oxford IS a university town, so there's lots of people walking, but there's also public transportation and drivers who don't care that you're walking. Move, or get moved outta the way.

We walked around, there's a queen street, ship street, cornmarket street -- their version of Shopper's Drug Mart is called Boots. Its much bigger and nicer.

Oh..and the accents galore.

A group of us walked around, and we went into a phone store to check for SIM cards..Jackpot. First hot dude alert...Chriselle and I..were talking earlier about the accents.. and as soon as he spoke.. I looked at her and we silently kicked each other.

=P

Here's my room:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F424tns6E6U

---

---