My name is The Feet / Induction, Pubs & Planned Travel

So I've been told by my roommate that my nickname on his blog is The Feet. This is because when he arrived, I was predictably in bed, with just my feet sticking out of the covers. Predictably because it was the day after the Irish had lost, again, to the Spartans. In any event, before I came to, he had sent off an email detailing my state to his friends and folks, who responded "Have you met The Feet?"

We had induction today, which is what the Brits call orientation. As with most orientations, it was pretty lame, though there was definitely an orient flavor to this orientation. One of the profs rose to tell us about the various areas we were living. Of one area, Mile End, he said, and I paraphrase "There are many Asians in this area. The Asians are largely a non-violent people, but there are also other facets. So that can be [inaudible] if you like that." At this point, I think each of us from UT was thinking "well, I guess we're not in America anymore." The funny part about it was about 5 of the 25 students in the room were of Asian descent. Oh, and while lunch was free it wasn't very good. But it was free, which is worth more over here.

I met up with Kristen Peterson and got my phone today, which means now I can accumulate more bills, send text messages to people that I shouldn't when inebriated, and perhaps coordinate legitimate meetings with friends. Wandered around the area (Covet Garden) for a while today, then headed out to Mile End with a couple of the boys for some cheap pints and grub. Enjoyably we met two Finnish girls who were quite pleasant to chat with. One of them had quite good English. Predictably the evening devolved into one of the boys (Zenter, go figure) giving me a hard time about Notre Dame, and bringing up the tired mantra of ND is racist for not wanting to fire Weis after firing Willingham. C'est la vie.

Tomorrow we go to Windsor Castle. Expect a picture-heavy post soonish from that venture (full albums will be posted on facebook). Then on Thursday we depart for Oktoberfest. The following weekend to Oslo, and the weekend after to Porto. I have secured a spot on the floor in Munich for 10 Euros a night. I'm excited.