Move in Day Entertainment
City Center in Preston
Poster at The Adelphi
It is officially move in day for all of the UK students here and it is literally a circus. I’m not just talking students and parents running around everywhere looking like kids in a candy store. No, there is a marching band, clowns, and a man on stilts… I kid you not. I don’t know if that is UCLan’s idea of a welcome party, but it has definitely been an interesting day. I have two roommates moved in, Hannah and Jessica, and they both seem like a lot of fun. Tonight we are going to “The Opener” party at the campus club (yes, there is a club on campus) called 53 Degrees for the start of “Freshers”. Freshers is the first two weeks of school where apparently everyone just goes insane. All of the clubs, pubs, and flats are supposed to have huge parties and everyone, regardless of what year they are, partakes in the action. It seems a bit insane but I think if I can handle Havasu I can handle anything.
I am finally settled in here. I am sleeping through the night without it feeling like it is the middle of the day, I have all my necessities, and now I have roommates as of just a few hours ago. I am starting to learn the various phrases and words (que=line, chips= fries, crisps= chips, quid= pound etc.), and am becoming more accustomed to everyone’s accents. The little town of Preston is exactly what you would picture a stereotypical English town to look like. There are both little shops and bigger stores lining the streets, plenty of cafés and pubs as well. The streets are very small and people ride around in little hatchback smart cars. Everyone I’ve met is really kind and helpful. If you look lost on the street, people will just stop and ask if you need help and go on their way. Maybe they all just seem so nice since I’m still in awe of the adorable accents.
I am finally settled in here. I am sleeping through the night without it feeling like it is the middle of the day, I have all my necessities, and now I have roommates as of just a few hours ago. I am starting to learn the various phrases and words (que=line, chips= fries, crisps= chips, quid= pound etc.), and am becoming more accustomed to everyone’s accents. The little town of Preston is exactly what you would picture a stereotypical English town to look like. There are both little shops and bigger stores lining the streets, plenty of cafés and pubs as well. The streets are very small and people ride around in little hatchback smart cars. Everyone I’ve met is really kind and helpful. If you look lost on the street, people will just stop and ask if you need help and go on their way. Maybe they all just seem so nice since I’m still in awe of the adorable accents.
Well, I’m off to prepare for my first night of Freshers, and if it is anything like move in day, I am definitely in for a surprise. Wish me luck!
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