FDOC

First day of classes. Whew those 50 minutes really wore me out. Try not being in class for about 7 weeks and it gets your head spinning.

The class I sat through was Investment Analysis - my only class on Mondays and Fridays, one of the classes I managed to drop last night in my pursuit for a better seminar (aka recitation), and a class with a 100% final. So why am I not dropping this course for good? Hmmm great question. But, after a day, I already love the other internationals taking it, the professor, and even the material.

This morning was full of lost faces, campus maps, and reception desks. I think I walked in at least 3 circles trying to get my student id, join the international society, buy a bus pass, and fix my class schedule. My id is one of those pictures they take before you're ready, so it's me smirking into the camera. Also, it amazes me how here a term bus pass is more expensive than a parking pass. But I guess that's just Europe for you.

Another surprising aspect is that the English use cash for everything. I find it very inconvenient since:
a. They won't except bills greater than 20 pounds
b. They don't seem to have enough cash machines, so at the ATMs by my dorm there's always a queue of at least 20 people (and basically everywhere else you go, it's the same thing)
c. Their 1 and 2 pound denominations are coins instead of bills, so you have to carry around loads of change

Anyway, tonight's a celebration of FDOC and my half birthday! We're going into town for the first time, should be fun!