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Hello again, another update from the depths of darkest on-campus accommodation! Hmn where did I leave off. Well I’m not sure. Friday then, I registered with the university doctors in the morning, which was a very entertaining queue as I’m sure you can imagine. I then decided that I should go for a quick explore of Cambridge. I thought I would be alone but then just as I was leaving I saw a few ladies who I’d met briefly the night before in the SU Bar. It turned out they were heading up to the city too, so I tagged along and we had a good chat and I helped them shop for UK SIM cards for their phones :happy: Then we went our separate ways and I got myself totally lost in Cambridge. It’s quite a disorientating place! Narrow streets reminiscent of Firenze or some other Italian town / city. And then out of nowhere a huge piece of magnificent architecture looms from around a corner. Not quite as impressively as in Firenze, admittedly, but still rather picture-skew. Here are some photos (which I actually took today rather than yesterday) in the city.

Just your average street there, one of the less crowded more ‘back’ streets.

Famousness, alone with Trinity College and whatnot. I don’t have any specific photos of them yet though, however, if this is really the ‘Master’s Lodge’ of St. John’s College then I really wish I was going there!

And of course wherever you go in Cambridge there’s someone trying to sell you a punting trip on the river.

So, there’s a very brief glimpse at some of Cambridge. I managed to find my way back home eventually for some dinner and helping teach my corridor-mate some English. Then after dinner I met up with my two corridor mates in the kitchen randomly (it was random) for a really long chat. We talked about everything you could imagine, from the state of affairs in Europe to the intricacies of the English knock-knock jokes. Neither of them knew the correct protocol for such jokes, and I don’t think they found it terribly amusing even when they understood them. Europeans need to develop a sense of humour. Well, I’m not being entirely fair there, but mneh :happy:

And so this morning I woke up feeling really good and positive for some reason. There was a real buzz as loads of new people were moving in and during the early afternoon two more ladies moved in on our corridor, so we all decided to meet up and go to explore Cambridge together (which is when I took the aforeviewable photographs). Good fun! We returned home and ate a communal meal of pasta and pizza, which was very sociable, playing ice-breaking games (like Armadillo) whilst the food cooked.

That brings me up to this evening. Myself and the two newly arrived ladies decided to go and try the “Scrabble Party”, the first of the Fresher’s Fortnight events. Eveyone got a letter when entering and the idea was to find other people with letters and gang together to make up words that were on a list. If you made a word you got a prize I was the Y in ‘party’ (I’m always the ‘whhhyyy’ at a party). But soon enough the evening degenerated into your average club-dance-rave-fest. However there were some very amusing characters there. There was a chap there (shorter than myself [is this possible I hear you scream]) who obviously thought he was from the 60s. The typical geeky type with glasses who got really serious and into it all. Weirdness. I met a few really nice new people there though and saw a few familiar faces too.

This brings me on to my next predicament. To I tell my corridor-mates that I’m blogging about our doings on the internet? Or is it not pat of the need-to-know basis. It’s not like I’m mentioning names of people, but if (for example) that chap from the party tonight found this blog, he’d probably now that it was him I was talking about. But then what’s the likelihood of him ever finding it? I shall tell people at the next opportunity I think, best to be open about one’s geekiness after all.

Anyway, I came back from the party a fair bit earlier than most people because I was deafened and getting a bit bored of wiggling myself in an ungainly fashion. So here I am and here I blog. Good luck to those of you who moved in to uni today / are doing so very soon. It’s really not that bad after all! Now there are loads of people around there is a real atmosphere and buzz. Still two more people to arrive to fill our corridor. 02:28. Sleeping time, goodnight everyone.

EDIT: Advice! Don’t arrive the day before your course starts, it looks like loads of people have here and I have no doubt they’re all going to be in a mad rush for registering and enrolling and whatnot. I know some of you do all that online, but I’m still really glad I turned up early to avoid all the hassle and panic and rush.