4 days in Falmouth

Everybody complains that the internet here is slow.
Like my roommate the other day trying to read a manga.
It didn't like more than two tabs open and loaded sloooowly.
I just reckon that's because everyone is online at the same time.
And guess what...
I am right.

Sitting here all alone on a Saturday night while everybody else is out drinking gives me pretty much the same speed on the internet as I have at home.
In other words; 5+ tabs open and can speed read through any manga 8D
I have internet all to myself.

So now that I do have the big open fields of internet to myself I might as well update this thing properly....

Wednsday:
Moved out of the hotel and into the building at campus. Had one of the poor souls lift my then twice as heavy suitcase (nearly 40 kg) up all the stairs. But that's what they get for putting me on the top floor.
Then I went with Milla to go buy stuff, because apparently pots and pans are not provided, nor are duvets or pillows. Also we needed a bit of food and an adapter because the one we brought from home was no good. Probably because it was from a Swedish store. But of some funny reason the English adapter that says "for shavers only" in white writing so that you can hardly see it, works for Milla. Maybe because she's plugging small things like her mp3 in it, and don't do like me, trying to plug in the pc.

Thursday:
Ran around getting to know the other campus, Woodlane, and got to meet the ones that are going to be our teachers. I thought mine was rather nice. Also they gave us free food. I like free food.

Went back to the flat where Milla and the two others, Stine and Jenny had gotten two new flatmates that were boys. So I spent my time in their kitchen talking with them and they were really nice.

Friday:
The international students went on a trip to a big, big garden called the eden project. They had two special areas, the Rain forest and the Mediterranean. The rain forest was very pretty, like a real rain forest full of green tall trees, but freakishly humid and full of ants on all the plants. The Mediterranean was warm, but without the humidity, like walking around in a summer holiday. It was lots of cactus there. Jenny, one of the girls downstairs bought one, named him Rex and put him in the kitchen window. A girl at the first floor bought one too. He's named Harvy. I don't know if Milla ever named her parsley....

When I came back home I discovered that a single soul had moved in on my floor. My room mate. She did warn me, but I don't think I have ever met a person that talks as much as her.

Saturday:
Today we went to a little town called St Ives. It was lightly raining most of the time we were there, so we mostly spent our time slightly sulking about getting wet, and me for being hungry. I had gotten up a little late, leaving me with the only option of skipping breakfast.
In the end me and Milla ended up on a cafe eating a large sandwitch before heading back into the light rain, running into every little store with all the little things because we had nothing else to do. We found a trail that went along the shore, which we walked and ended up next to the beach where we were supposed to meet. It got very boring at the end since we got to the place we were meeting up and waited half an hour extra.

I came back and noticed that more people had arrived, both down in the flat under and in this one. I wasn't upstairs for long today. Although one of the guys seemed sort of ok-ish, the other one scared me. I don't know why. I ran off to downstairs where they were SUPPOSED to eat a big dinner, but they never did. Instead I ended up doodling my newest favorite "victim" Charlie, the funny guy. Then everybody decided to go out and drink. So I just dragged my butt back upstairs where my roomie was basically leaving five minutes later to join some other people from the flat to go out drinking.

So summing things up:
The only problems I have so far is not wanting to go near the kitchen because it needs to be washed and I'm not touching that fridge, all the friends I made is on the floor under me which I don't have access to, I can't treat the room I live in as mine because it's someone else here which makes the room feel alien and weird.
Everyone here seems to drink, their adapters all say "shavers only" and they love wall to wall carpets which I hate. And no one can explain either of those last three things. Especially those carpets.