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So today, even though we didn't have any classes, all of us here in London were hauled out of bed to go on what our professors so nicely called "a scavanger hunt" around London. By the end of today, after traipsing about London for six hours, being spun around in circles by the horrific and neverending instructions that the professors gave us and having annoyed countless Londoners by asking to have our pictures taken with them just because they were florists or had a red hat on or were wearing a sari, we all decided that the so called "bonding activity" was really designed to kill off a few of us so they would have more room to board freshman next year.
Bonding, HA! By the end of this, we were all tired, annoyed with the tour, with the city and with each other, and so hungry we would eat anything that we could fit in our mouths.
Granted I got fabulous pictures of London's sites, but we raced past them so quickly to get to our meeting place on time (on time, right, we were TWENTY MINUTES late, and the professors were prepared to go on the London eye without us) that I barely saw them at all, just snapped four hundred pictures and moved on, breathless and with my feet giving me the death stare from below me and my stomach screaming angrily about all the restaurants we were passing on the stupid tour.
So yeah. Leicester Square, Trafalgar Square, Picadilly Circus, Oxford Circus, West End, Tower Bridge and Thames Path: take no offense, but I will not be hurrying to shove you all into one day EVER again.
Bonding, HA! By the end of this, we were all tired, annoyed with the tour, with the city and with each other, and so hungry we would eat anything that we could fit in our mouths.
Granted I got fabulous pictures of London's sites, but we raced past them so quickly to get to our meeting place on time (on time, right, we were TWENTY MINUTES late, and the professors were prepared to go on the London eye without us) that I barely saw them at all, just snapped four hundred pictures and moved on, breathless and with my feet giving me the death stare from below me and my stomach screaming angrily about all the restaurants we were passing on the stupid tour.
So yeah. Leicester Square, Trafalgar Square, Picadilly Circus, Oxford Circus, West End, Tower Bridge and Thames Path: take no offense, but I will not be hurrying to shove you all into one day EVER again.