Day One in the Foggy City

After long, delayed flights from Washington Dullus to London I arrived last night and found myself traveling through customs hoping to God that I had a frickin place to stay that night.  After beating around the bush with this Australian who traveled with me on all my flights and stayed at the same Hilton, I finally introduced myself.  Upon my introduction, the girl in front of him shot around when I revealed the fact that I was studying Theatre in the city.  Luckily we were both members of BADA who were arriving late on the same flight.  After successfully figuring out where the heck out flat was, I entered my flat to find my three mates in bed.  Crap.  But just as I put my stuff down, this chick knocked on our door and asked to see Chris, (apparently one of my mates).  She raced into the bedroom to greet him, and everyone awoke to say hello.  Harrison, my roommate, is this really cool chap from New York who goes to school at UPenn (not to be confused with Penn State).  The other two bros are Pat and Chris, and the four of us make up the three musketeers (plus Chris O'Donnell).  

Getting to bed was hard, but we slept well considering we got up at noon.  The day was spent meeting other cool people, forming a group, and seeing some of London.  Us "Bros" went to a potluck that Sam, the "bro-ho," put on which gifted us the opportunity to meet some other really cool mates.  Following an exciting potluck, we then gathered in the Bro Palace (our flat) for an evening of Garrison Keillor and Prairie Home Companion!  (the usual Saturday night tradition).  Thank you mom and dad for making me a Midwesterner.  Tomorrow we will meet our BADA faculty and find out what the heck we'll be doing this semester.  

Thank you for all you love, support and prayers as I travel through this wonderful new chapter in life.  More to come.  Cheers.