Culture
I always really sort of liked the Brits before coming over here. I didn't know a whole lot about their culture, but from what little I knew, I loved. I was given the stereotypical vision of a group of people all prim and proper, albeit with bad teeth, and these darling British accents. There is no accent better than a British one. I was just envisioning me coming over to Britain here and finally finding my place somewhere in this crazy, mixed up world.
Boy, was I wrong. For reasons I can't entirely convey, I don't really like England. Maybe it's not a fair opinion to make, as I have only seen the London area and not much of it at that. Though, my first impressions are more often than not right, and I am just not as pleased with this country as I thought I was going to be. I've been in this country for a little less than a week, and I'm already ready to go home. Perhaps when I visit Italy, the Netherlands, or France, I will be more enthused by this continent. Until then, God Bless America.
On a side note, I agree with Katie on some of her finer notes about London. The loneliness is there as well, and also that comment on the feeling hungry all the time. There is no longer a point of time when I am not feeling like I need to eat, but I just start ignoring it now. That coupled with all the walking will hopefully knock a few pounds off. My running plan I instituted back during WPI days sort of fell apart without a running buddy. So, unless someone happens to run with me, I'm going to have to bank on the no eating and excessive walking to lose it all.
Also, Jamie is the best roommate ever. He doesn't suck like previous roommates, and he can actually cook well. If I had both him and Lori cooking me every meal, I'd be set for life!
Boy, was I wrong. For reasons I can't entirely convey, I don't really like England. Maybe it's not a fair opinion to make, as I have only seen the London area and not much of it at that. Though, my first impressions are more often than not right, and I am just not as pleased with this country as I thought I was going to be. I've been in this country for a little less than a week, and I'm already ready to go home. Perhaps when I visit Italy, the Netherlands, or France, I will be more enthused by this continent. Until then, God Bless America.
On a side note, I agree with Katie on some of her finer notes about London. The loneliness is there as well, and also that comment on the feeling hungry all the time. There is no longer a point of time when I am not feeling like I need to eat, but I just start ignoring it now. That coupled with all the walking will hopefully knock a few pounds off. My running plan I instituted back during WPI days sort of fell apart without a running buddy. So, unless someone happens to run with me, I'm going to have to bank on the no eating and excessive walking to lose it all.
Also, Jamie is the best roommate ever. He doesn't suck like previous roommates, and he can actually cook well. If I had both him and Lori cooking me every meal, I'd be set for life!