More New Things-Sunday

The plane ride. I took a flight to Denver. One of the most boring flights ever. But when I got to Denver, I got to see Amy Leigh. It was so wonderful. We just sat or walked and talked. A good break. Then the big plane on the long journey across the ocean. I was releaved that I was sitting on an aisle. I was so scared that I would be put in the middle of the middle section and not be able to get up very often. I sat by this adorable 80 year-old Lithuanian woman. She was on her way to Lithuania becuase there was a art show of her father's slides. Pre-Hitler her father had taken beautiful pictures and put them on slides so he could take them around and show them to people. The slides ended up with Antanina's family in the United States. So she was bringing them back and was going to open the show with a small speech that she was working on. The opening is today. She was a sweet old woman. She talked very quietly. She giggled at things with me. She told me she was very hungry before we got our meal. The carts went by and we both took notice. Then a cart came by empty. She made a comment about how there was no more food left for us. When we got over land again, she kept pointing out the window at things. It was cute.

When I got to the airport I went through immigration. I got my bags. I went through customs. All without a hitch. What I didn't know was that Terminal 3 was a long distance from Terminal 1 when you are dragging about 80 pounds with you. I was sweating by the time I got to the place where they were picking us up for Exeter. I met some nice people when I was waiting for the coach (British term for bus) to come and get us. There were a couple of Americans. One from Augastana that was here for a semester. Imagine that! Werid. Then it was a 4 hour bus ride to Exeter cause Coach drivers have to stop every so often. So I tried my hardest not to sleep on the bus, but it got me a little bit. I didnt' sleep for very long. Then we arrived and it was great. I was ready to go to bed and not be confined to a moving vehicle of any kind. So we picked up our bags, had a bus take us across campus to where we were supposed to pick up our keys and found out the keys were back were we just were. So we got back on the bus and headed across campus. We, there were five of us being droped off at Clydesdale Rise, finally got into our rooms at 8pm. I tried to get the internet to work, I failed (because I found out later that they turn it off when students get here so there isn't an overload), and went to bed. That was Sunday.