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disasters on disasters

Honestly, I’ve had the best week ever this week but given that this is us, I feel like nobody will be surprised to learn that the week has not been without its disasters. Here are just a sampling of the many tales we have, including the highlights and the lowlights:

– We went to this hilarious restaurant called 50s Prime Time Diner where the idea is you’re at your aunt’s house for dinner and your server is your aunt/cousin/uncle – we had Cousin Katie. We were told off for putting our elbows on our table, slurping our drinks, beginning to eat our dessert before anyone else, piling up the plates wrongly, not setting the table quick enough, laughing too much, amongst many other things. My favourite bit though was when my brother put his elbows on the table one too many times and had to stand in the doorway pressing a sugar packet to the wall with his nose while we all pointed at him and yelled SHAME SHAME SHAME and another waiter tormented him. Sounds bizarre but seriously it was HILARIOUS.

– I also want to elaborate on the Peter Pan encounter. Aside from our breakfast with the Winnie the Pooh characters, he was the first character we met and he was possibly one of my favourites I’ve ever met – we were literally talking to him like he was our friend and he was majorly taking the piss and in the end shoved us both away going “go away girls” – possibly out of character for Disney but hilarious anyway? After claiming that there was no quintessential Peter Pan pose he made us do some sort of yoga/flying pose and then after he did the Peter Pan pose with my brother or someone he pulled us in to get a second picture – I think he liked us (although he was definitely also flirting with my brother and he was wearing green tights so)

– Also on the first day was another of my highlights where we were the stars of the parade – basically in one of the parades you go and like dance with the characters. This is mainly for little kids obviously but for whatever reason it was basically just us lot and Woody getting down in front of Cinderella’s castle which was BRILLIANT. We even ended up with our own personal photographer in the form of a Disney photo man who just stuck with us the whole time taking pictures. Later on in the trip we went back to do this parade again with Mr Incredible but unfortunately there were too many little kids for us to get any attention and so we just had to dance with ourselves.

– We stayed at the Hard Rock in Universal cause you get unlimited front of line access to all the rides with a hotel room key. There were 11 of us and 3 hotel rooms which works out fairly well but for some reason it was declared that the most logical way to organise the group would be to put all 6 girls in one room. This meant that Sophie and I ended up having to make nests on the floor out of spare bedding which was not the most comfortable. Ivan called us at 1am for some reason and then, despite the fact that we had to be up at some ungodly hour to get early access into Harry Potter land, I decided to stay up till 2:30 reminiscing about school with Georgie

– We ate at Margaritaville where, as I have mentioned, there was a live band and a British waiter and we requested Chicken Fried. We were really very lairy but not as sloppy as the very very drunk middle aged woman who was flailing about on the dance floor giving sultry glances to the unsuspecting band. There was also a hilarious man with the hips of a snake doing samba dancing with random girls which entertained me for quite a while.

– We also made a friend in Universal in the line for one of the water rides – he was about sixteen and still had braces but we chatted away and it even transpired that he was staying in the same hotel as us…sadly we did not see him again that night

– On Thursday evening we introduced everybody to Beer Pong and Flip Cup which went down brilliantly. At first us girls won but as soon as the boys got the hang of it they basically thrashed us…given that there were probably 6 girls to their 3 boys this is pretty shameful, BUT Sophie and I have definitely improved a lot and even made some actual shots! Everyone got VERY into it and we have literally never seen anyone be so excited as the boys when they kept winning. For the real authentic experience we’d even forced my parents to buy us a case of Natty which went down with varying degrees of success…

– IT RAINED. And rained and rained and rained. After 2 days of typically sunny weather it then proceeded to rain ALL THE TIME for basically three days solid which warranted the purchase of Disney ponchos. I am not even joking. We wandered about wearing what is essentially a glorified bin bag for three days and we loved it. We’d all bought animal themed Mickey ears and not to be deterred, we wore them over our ponchos in a show of great British spirit.

– We ate dinner with Cinderella, Prince Charming, the Wicked Stepmother and the Ugly Stepsisters who were hilarious and witnessed them all waltzing with guests which made my life

– Although we had been due to leave on Saturday morning, given the weather and the fact that we love Disney, we decided to extend our stay by a night; we weren’t trying to spend a day in Miami in the rain. In theory this was a brilliant plan but in fact it only led to to more disasters. That comes later though. As it was supposed to be our last night we ate at a place called Whispering Canyon Cafe which is one of my favourites, it’s in one of my favourite hotels and you get a skillet of all our favourite barbeque food and my brother got put in ‘canyon jail’ and so on and we all had a great time. UNTIL we went to leave. The others had all gone on ahead to the fun bus so it was just Sophie, Lindsay, my mum and I and as mum went up the kerb her knee dislocated and popped back in but then started to swell up crazily. None of us were really sure what to do but Lindsay (the 15 year old in this situation) took charge and ordered Sophie and I to go tell a Disney man. The first man we saw asked us if we were okay and how we were or whatever and we were like FINE and then proceeded to tell his friend about the incident, and so they all came like running down and then went off to get a wheelchair. There was some discussion about whether to call an ambulance (or as Lindsay called it an ambu-LANCE) but eventually they did and so while we were waiting for it basically my mum was sitting in this wheelchair in the pouring rain with an umbrella, just outside the hotel lobby, while Sophie and I chatted away with the manager guy who had come out to look after us. He was very sarcastic and funny and we were all making largely inappropriate jokes given the situation…anyway in the end it was decided that hospital was unnecessary so we said goodbye to our new friend and jumped into the fun bus and returned home.

– We got a private audience with Mickey & Minnie and we are pretty sure that Minnie was a Theta in another life cause while Mickey was completely baffled when we asked to kite him, Minnie knew exactly what was going on! They were too tall to actually kite so we made individual kites with them…we had such banter with the two of them and their photographer that he told us we were all awesome as we left which was sweet. Did I mention I LOVE MEETING CHARACTERS?

– Georgie and I spent a very long time finding out the etymology behind both of our last names and looking up our coats of arms…

– At one point, everything we went on immediately broke down on us. We spent twenty minutes sitting in the loading bit of Pirates of the Caribbean, broken down, waving at the woman supposed to be sending off. We spent ten minutes sitting in Nemo listening to the same song over and over again. We broke down briefly on Haunted Mansion. We broke down on Buzz, which actually ended up being very good for our scores as our guns still worked, especially for Georgie.

– And finally, the epic disaster that was today/leaving Orlando. After we decided to stay in Orlando an extra day, we decided it was probably about time to book our transport to Miami. This was directly after the knee incident so I wasn’t really thinking properly and accidentally booked the shuttle for the 11th. We needed it for the 10th. We emailed immediately after but got no reply, so the next day when we were at Typhoon Lagoon, Sophie spent a considerable amount of time on the phone trying to get them to change it. Various people were telling us different things and in the end she shouted at them a bit and they agreed to change it and told us they’d give us a confirmation, which we never got. We were becoming increasingly worried and so this morning, still confirmation less, called them and we were told that it was fine and the reservation had been changed. So, we all piled into the fun bus and set off for the glamorous pick up location of the Holiday Inn parking lot.

The people in the hotel claimed to have no idea where this shuttle company picked up from and so we waited there for LITERALLY TWO HOURS, during which time my parents took Faryl & Georgie to the airport for their flight and returned, before eventually giving up. We went to the airport and went through various options – a flight to Miami, changing our flight to London to come out of Orlando tonight – before eventually discovering a bus company that ran from Orlando for $60 each, at 7pm. By this point it was about 3 so we had some time to kill but so did my parents and everyone so that was gonna be fine. THEN we discovered that Faryl & Georgie’s flight was delayed so much that they were going to miss their connection (sound familiar?) so everyone went to kick off at the US Airways people. After initially being told they would have to go home via Paris, they have ended up doing this route home: Orlando –> Philadelphia –> Manchester –> London/home.

Anyway eventually we composed an email to the initial shuttle company and have been told we are getting a refund – yay – and the bus we ended up on was VERY luxurious with enough leg room for like a giraffe and wifi and so on. We arrived in Miami fine and arrived at our hotel, which is hilarious and run/populated entirely by guidos, but even though Miami looks SUPER fun we figured we were too tired/underage to bother going out so following the trend of this month we basically just went to bed.

In summary, I LOVE DISNEY WORLD (and thanks mum and dad for taking us and everyone on the trip with us/the J team!!) and I cannot believe that this is our last day ever ever of our year abroad. We are literally leaving TONIGHT. Expect a reflective post some time very soon!

B

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final daze

Well, we’re one final down and only one to go (not counting the two papers I also have to do) and campus has well and truly entered finals mania. Luckily, nobody has been trampled in Swem – although don’t count it out just yet. There’s still time. Sophie’s new laptop charger arrived this morning which means that, after three days, she has finally been able to leave the underground computer lab in Tyler, and earlier we even permitted ourselves some real fresh air and a trip to BerryBody. Yep, things are getting pretty indulgent. On a serious note, though, the work ethic on this campus never fails to amaze me and has also made me realise just how bad my own is. The more people around me work, the less I want to work, which is hardly gonna be conducive to that First that I really really want now, is it?

In other news, we have also been reluctantly preparing ourselves to leave and planning a series of events that we will use to say goodbye to our many legions of friends and admirers. Jokes, but seriously, this stuff is depressing. On the up side, though, since we got our student loans this weekend we used yesterday evening to actually book some of our epic travels, and so now it is set in stone that yes, we are leaving Williamsburg at 8:30 next Thursday, Charleston bound. This train journey is going to take seven hours. What is life?

And finally, it is exactly six weeks today till we land in Heathrow. MADNESS.

B

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Θ LOVE

Today we had our senior send off – a chance to say goodbye to Theta for all the seniors (and us). It was a really lovely service and allowed us all to share our memories from our time in Theta. We had been warned that this would be an emotional affair but I wasn’t quite expecting it to as emotional as it was. Everyone’s speeches made me appreciate how lucky we are to be part of Theta and how central Theta has been to our lives this year (God, If my speech had been this concise it might have been more emotional). Looking around at all the girls it made me feel so privileged to have been part of something so special (and so American!) and I am in no doubt that Theta was the best decision I have made this year. 

I am suprised I didn’t just bawl the whole way through but I stayed fairly composed – welled up a lot but now embarassing snorting which was good. My speech left a little to be desired. Americans I have learnt this year are very good at all there inspirational speeches, and at being very candid about their feelings which is really nice. I however, seem to have inherited my mothers stiff upper-lip when it comes to emotional expression. (this is the woman who finished my senior letter “ok, that’s about it…regards!). Grace said to me after that “I liked your speech…it was straight to the point!” and she was right. Although I thought I was being all emotional (by British standards I certainly was) I really was shown up by everyone’s great speeches. It must be something that comes with the territory – but seriously although I am maybe not that articulate, I do love you guys. 

So that is enough of me gushing (see we just can’t do it us Brits!), but I just felt this special day needed a little mention and GOD am I drained after today! I have possibly done more public speaking today than I have in my whole life – after a 25 minute presentation and a speech in front 80 odd girls I am prepared for life. Also, the weather is awful so that has made things so much more miserable! I hate the fact that we finally have to confront the fact we are leaving Williamsburg in just over two weeks and today has kind of made all that a bit more real. I DON’T WANNA LEAVE WAHHH. 

To make myself slightly less miserable I am gonna list the exciting things happening this week:

 – Senior dessert 

– Finishing classes

– 2 more 8am’s

– BLOWOUTTTTTTTTTTTTT

There are some positives to all this! Bring it on!

S xx

 

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leaving on a jet plane

We’re in heathrow, soaking up the last rays of English airport strip lighting before embarking on the trip back to Williamsburg. My week in Exeter if I haven’t said it enough was PERFECT and to be frank it isn’t as exciting to be leaving this time around – actually the fact that we won’t be back on British soil till June seems more than a little depressing. HOWEVER I am kind of looking forward to new classes, the units, spring break etc etc etc. also I am writing this blind so apologies for any horrific errors.

WILLIAMSBURG WE’RE COMING

B

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you know i like my chicken fried

This time in 24 hours I will be done done done forever (until next semester…)

^^^ Bella starting blogging but has obviously abandoned ship in favour of work…loser. I however, will NOT be done in 24hrs but rather in 72 ish which is not as fun which means I lose this weekend learning about Emily Dickinson and Walt Whitman. BOOO

We have been super studious today and found a classroom to work in. It has turned into a little camp with food (apparently not enough) and now there are various country hits blasting out on the speakers. I am not very good at communal working and seem to get far too distracted singing along and generally not working. Reminiscing over these country tunes of our first term combined with the fact that some of our fellow internationals only have ONE WEEK left (wahhh Georgie, Luuk etc.) has made us realise that we would NOT be ready to go home yet – no way! As much as we miss home and cannot wait to have real food, come January we will both be SO excited to get back to this odd bubble of the ‘burg.

Part of this excitement will no doubt be because of all the exciting trips we are planning next semester – particularly SPRIIIIIIIIIING BREAK!! Whilst you Brits are embracing the cold and rain we hope to be tanning/partying in Mexico (or the Bahamas, or somewhere equivalently tropical) which we have got far too excited about planning  over the last few days. We are also planning an Easter trip to Charleston and some sort of trip for Emily’s birthday woooo!

Also…NY in 5 days wooooo – does anyone have any festive NY tips for us?!

S xxx

PS. The main point of the post I started to write was the fact that I have been up and on my way to the gym at 9.30 every morning for the last 3 days…medal please? – B

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