Just touched down in London Town

Dear London,


You are crazy. Your drivers are ABSOLUTLY INSANE. Witnessed an accident today (second one since arriving 3 days ago, coincidence? I think not) and saw the driver responsible pause, then speed away. Ridiculous. You also let drivers park in every direction on both sides of the road. Looking at the street below my flat reminds me of the train game where you shift the cars around to get the little red car out of the of the maze.

Happier news though your also beautiful. The buildings around downtown either look like little castles or are very brand new and high tech looking. I need some Motrin for my neck because I have pulled it from looking up all the time.

The flat I am staying at is amazing. I am in flat 6 on Gower Street, which is sadly a solid 15 minute walk to school, but that’s its only fault. We are right next to a million Indian restaurants and 2 minutes away from a main tube station. My room is roomy and has a huge bathroom with…..(drum roll) a towel warmer. This is how I feel about a towel warmer. It is Transcendent

Transcendent…. Completely absorbing,

So sure of its own scale and scope that

While you’re watching it the rest of the world

Fades into irrelevance



It is simply, the greatest invention. Maybe we have towel warmers in the USA and I’m just not rich enough or fancy enough to know it, but I am truly in love. I step out of my shower onto an icy floor and wrap myself into a heavenly warm and toasty blanket of love. Hello city of dreams.

My roommates are all study abroad students so it seems Regents exiled all the Americans to one building haha. However it’s a good time because now we all just run around the city equal confused and lost. The British people have mixed emotions about us American students. Some are very friendly and love to help us any way they can, others don’t give us the time of day.

My roommate, Julie is from Kentucky and is fairly hilarious with her sweet swinging vowels and southern sense of right and wrong. We are getting along great. Unfortunately, for those of you, who know me; know I cannot resist an accent. I find myself picking up her southern twang. HOW EMBARESSING. I am going to come with more “y’alls” then “bloody hells”

Well I am going to call it a night but enjoy some of my pictures of our flat

Miss everybody!!!!