A few days ago, I arrived in England to begin my semester abroad at the University of Nottingham. I never thought Heathrow would be an anti-climax. As I walked around the terminal trying to look for things to fill up my time, I simply did not have an answer to that question. I have a suggestion for David Cameron (or whoever's in charge) though - invest on a free public wifi in Heathrow terminals.
All in all the journey so far has been smooth sailing. Except on the registration side as I had to run around asking for my welcome pack, look for my timetable that doesn't exist online and demand my student ID card. All of which I have settled except correcting the name on my ID card, which was printed wrongly. -__-
I'm settling in nicely. Just need a laundry bag, thumb tacks and put up my posters. Have not had the time to skype with anyone yet. Or when I do, no one's online. Getting my phone today so, should make communication with people on the other side of the world much easier! :)
Just using this space to record my journey. As I've learnt from my literature lecturer, a reflective journal is always helpful.
p/s: must remind self to eat fish and chips in Beeston! :P and kudos to anyone who got the 'Journey to the West' pun!
