Last night was definitely an experience to remember. First off, pretty much no one wanted to go out last night so Courtney and I decided to try out a new club by ourselves. But before we went out, we decided to go out with a few friends to a new pub since we haven't really had the chance to explore different pubs in Oxford yet. We went to one called Greyhound and Angels? I think? It was something like that, but inside was so cozy and warm and quaint. They had a fire place going and the room was filled with cozy chairs and couches surrounding little tables to put drinks on. Even the smell of the place made it feel homey in there. The only thing that would make this place complete would be a few dogs laying down by the fireplace and snow falling outside the window. But yes, we went there with a group of people that we do not normally hang out with from High Point, and I was so excited to finally be branching out and making some new friends! We all found out that we had so much in common and didn't understand why we all didn't hang out before. It's definitely good sometimes to branch out and come out of your comfort zone to meet and talk with people that you don't already know, who knows, you might learn a few new things!
Now to back track really quick to before we went to the pub, it was an interesting journey actually getting there. The people that we were with had made some British friends when we first moved in and so they were the ones that we were following to this new pub. Putting our complete trust and faith in these people that they were going to get us there the quickest/easiest way, we ended up walking all the way into town. All of the buses ended up either not coming to the stops we were at, or it would've been faster just to walk anyways. The only thing is, it was down pouring outside. Courtney and I were huddled underneath my jacket as I held it above our heads and everyone else was running to get there as quick as possible with just their hoods on. When we finally got to the pub, it was time for a drink. We were not expecting the journey to be that long and that cold and that wet, but hey as i've said before, our adventures are our sum of our misadventures.
After the pub, Court and I decided to go check out a club that we hadn't been to yet, and every wednesday night they call it "fuzzy ducks night". Why? I have no idea, but from going in there I'm assuming it's because there is always some sort of a theme going on and people are dressed in the strangest of costumes. We had one guy dressed in a full on footsie pjs and a duck hood on top, another guy wearing an American flag body suite, and girls left and right dressed with feathers in their hair and cowboy boots on their feet. The theme was cowboys and indians (of which Court and I did not get the memo) and everyone else seemed to just dress up in whatever costume they felt like that night. We ended up running into a friend from PA and some of her friends, and we made a ton of new British friends, two of which are part of the soccer (aka football) team. Court and I actually met while playing soccer in high school so it was nice to meet some fellow soccer players!
When we left the club, it was about 3 o'clock in the morning and still pouring rain outside. While trying to find a taxi, I slipped on some mud and fell flat on my face in a puddle. I was covered in mud, lost my phone battery and was shivering to death, yet I still did not allow that to ruin my night! I was still having a great time walking home with a few new friends that Court and I had made, and said I would just worry about the rest in the morning. Things like that are bound to happen on a wet and rainy night, and honestly I would rather laugh it off than be annoyed or mad at myself for doing it.
This trip is all about learning through experience. We don't have our parents here to bail us out when we're in trouble, we have no one else to make our decisions for us, or be responsible for us. It's only been two months and I have already learned so much about myself. I have learned how much I love to work, how impatient I am, how independent I am, and how much I appreciate America and the fact that everything is a lot cheaper over there! Although I do love the weather, and the trees, and the friendly people here, there are definitely some days that I cannot wait to move back to my home land.
I leave for Italy tomorrow with Emily and Clarissa and I am so excited to go! I can't wait to see one of my best friends, Rachel, and be able to explore a foreign country with her! I want to eat pizza and drink wine and maybe even go on one of those little boat rides that you see all the time in the movies. Traveling is such a big part of coming here, not only because it is so cheap, but it's convenient and I have a chance to visit my other friends that are studying abroad all over Europe! Oktoberfest in Germany was the time of my life and more than I ever could have expected, I can only imagine what Florence has in store for me next!
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