The lady of the lift.

Yes, there is a lady of the lift and to be quite frank, she is a PAIN. Since the first time we stepped into the elevator we heard a very random "lady" telling us that we are fat and that we were in the "wrong floor." How dare she insult us in that manner! Well she does not really say "You are fat," but she says, "Will the last person please step out" which means that we are to fat to go in.

And to worsen things, she is VERY indecisive. First she says "Going Up," but then changes her mind, "Going down." Aaaaannnd not only that but apparently she has no idea on what she is doing because she tells us "doors opening," and a second later she says "door closing" and again.

Katie and I came to the conclusion that she has no idea on what she is doing. She probably is in need of a "Lord of the lift" to chill her out a bit; but in the meantime I suggest that someone put a sock on her!

cheeri-o!

running in london

hey guys, meandering through hyde park has been fun but not so productive for my exercise routine... i found this useful site of running routes and thought i would share: http://www.serpentine.org.uk/routes/

hope you enjoy-- weather permitting, that is.

"cheers,"

giulia

Bank holidays for no reason?

So apparently no one in England actually knows why there are Bank Holidays except for reducing the productivity of the British worker (according to our professor at least). The average British worker gets 6 weeks off a year, and it is growing slowly. I do love however that in fact there are two holidays today and we still had class. Our Prof. looked as bored as most of us today by the end of the lecture so that made me feel much better. Currently debating whether to do some wandering in this boston-esq weather. This whole no much reading thing is something I could get used to. Cheerio y'all.

Even Gilligan would have said no...

I do believe it will be a running trend to discuss how badly we are treated by these "social programme people" here to help us navigate the city. Today us graduate students were horribly tricked into being stuck on a boat in the middle of the Tims for FOUR hours. Would you go on a boat for four hours--I doubt you would. We were told it was a "short academic boat ride" with "food and drinks,"-- not a boat that would hold us a captive with only coke and kit kat bars for nourishment.

It was freezing, I marveled at the wonders and classlessness that is the undergrads, I learned some names of some bridges I could read for myself and I saw that building that looks like a fabrege egg. All in all a trip I could have done without. Clearly the entire group should have seen the sign from God when Ms. "X Marks the Spot" completely forgot to tell us to get on the boat. We should have marched right back to Westminster tube and called it a day.

Does "X" mark the spot? apparently not in England.

We all grew up with the idea that X marks the spot (as learned in movies such as Indiana Jones), but we were wrong all these years. X does not mark the spot...

Social programmes here scheduled a mixer at this place in Covent Garden called Bunker and on the back of the ticket it had a map with a big arrow pointing down to where you could see an X. So, after watching Equus (yes, naked Harry Potter) Josselyn, Rachel, Jen and I ventured to this place in search of the X. It took us approximately 15 min to get there, and there was not bunker ANYWHERE. We asked around, and nobody has any idea of this place, we call everyone we can think of, Amelda was helping us online to look the place up and nothing.

We decided to go toward the arrow venturing through AMAZING shops and streets, and to our suprise it was there.... X does not mark the spot. Funky arrow does.

When we get to the door, the BU people are there taking our tickets and we explain that their respone was "OH, in London X means Church." But in the morning we ask our professor, who said... "No, here in London X also marks the spot."

Lesson: When doing the BU British programme NEVER follow the X on what they give you. Follow any other stupid sign on the map. That will take you to your destination.

hello and welcome.

Hey there.

Somewhere in the midst of our whirlwind first few days in London, we COM London graduate students decided we needed a good way to keep our friends and family members apprised of our activities here in London. All seventeen of The Crofton's fifth-floor grad students are invited to post on this blog whenever they choose, and anyone can stop by and get updated on the latest things we've been doing. We'll be posting our acivities and social events, photos, various complaints about schoolwork and reflections on the program. Hopefully, this will give future students (and administrators) at BU an idea of how the program works and what actual participants really think of it.

I'm the admin on this thing, so anyone with technical problems should shoot me an email to try to straighten them out.

Enjoy.



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