This weekend I went to England for the BUSA surf championships. It proved to be a cold, wet, and some what fun weekend. I really loved watching the surfers and the different teams represented. there was some really good competition. I froze like an ice-cube on Friday afternoon. I ended up putting my wet suite on under my clothes. People thought I was crazy but I'd rather be warm and crazy then cold and fit in. The Swansea women's team took 4th place and did really well. I loved watching the competition.
On my free time I went around town and went surfing. The club only had an 8'4 board left for me to use which was heavy and long but I didn't complain. Carrying it around town with numb fingers was difficult but I ended up carrying it on my head because it worked. The waves were okay but Sunday I think I wiped more times than not. Eating sand and drinking salt water was my breakfast. ugh. I'm glad I went surfing in England though but if you choose to go know the surf is less then ideal. (especially for a beginner). I'm getting over the cold and sucking it up. If you know me this is not my personality but I guess once you realize your never going to get warm you just deal with it and surf. My wet suite is amazing so I never really get too cold but once I get that thing off I have to cover up quick or I freeze.
I moved into villiage flats today. Thanks to my friend Joel for letting me use his car to transport all my stuff (which isn't much) I went to put some stuff on the seat and put it on the right hand side. I didn't realize I made a mistake until I went to get in the car and got in on the wrong side. I kept thinking to myself that this wasn't going to happen but it did. Ah... the differences.
So I really love my flatmates. they are all so nice. I have 6 flatmates and we share a kitchen area and bathroom. Tonight they played poker. I just watched but I love Texas holdem so it made me happy that they played. They all seem to get along and enjoy hanging out. They are fascinated that I'm American and they don't seem to have some kind of bias which I've noticed some people having. Tonight my flatmate John put butter on bread and put chips in the bread and ate it. He wanted me to try it out but there was no way I was going to take a bite into that. eeww! Other then their food choices I really like where I'm living. It is 10x better then the dorms. I was kinda lonely there because I didn't know anybody and nobody came out of there rooms. Like some kind of ghost town. but now I am meeting actual British students. I really loved hanging out around the table to night and having a meal and just chatting. They all keep their doors open too which is good. Oh and I can finally make my own food which is definitely a plus. I was sick and tired of microwave dishes. I still have to buy blankets and all those little things but its all good. No rush.
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I love it! I can tell from your writing that you're living in a foreign country because you're starting to talk like them a little bit. I don't know if you've noticed that or not. I'm glad you're in a flat now and not at the dorms. My last year in the dorms that's how my dorm was too. No one really came out of their rooms or left their doors open. You just had to know if they were there or not. Kinda sucked like that. You better get a lot of pictures hanging out with your flatmates because I will want to know what they look like. And six of them! I can't believe it. You must have moved into a flat the size of a house! That's really cool there are so many of you living there.:)
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