Nottingham

So yesterday, after I updated the blog, I went with a bunch of the guys from the hostel to play football aka soccer.  Although, they call it a soccer ball so I don't see why they don't just call it soccer.  Whatever. I couldn't play because I didn't bring tennis shoes, and actually, tennis shoes are a difficult thing to translate, especially to the Germans.  They got it eventually, but I had to point out a pair of tennis shoes then compare them to my sandals.  I think they got it at least.

I feel asleep at like 11 again last night, which is so early for me. The day full of sightseeing really wears me down.  I could continue, but it's just much easier to sleep, so that's what I did.  Krisi and I will have to keep each other going when she gets here. 

This morning, I took the tube to a bus station and got on a bus to Nottingham.  Once I was on the bus, though, I realized I totally forgot the name of the dorm at the University of Nottingham that I needed to get to in order to see Haley, whom I am staying with. It was weird, though - it didn't make me nervous at all.  Normally I would freak out about something like that, seeing as I had no internet or phone to call Haley.  So, I just got in a taxi and explained to the driver what I knew about her dorm. Fortunately, she was outside and I found her.  But throughout the whole situation, I was surprisingly calm.  I really think I am becoming more independent when it comes to things like this because I can't call my dad or Keith right away. 

Well, I am here safely, so everyone can stop worrying :).  The campus is rather quaint and friendly, so I don't think it would have been terrible if I had to stop and ask someone what the dorm was that I was describing.  

On the bus ride here, I got to see a lot of the English countryside, and wow, it is beautiful.  I was going to take a picture, but I forgot.  Anyway, there are these huge fields that are pretty much purely the color yellow.  I think they are flowers, but I asked Haley, and she doesn't even know, nor do a lot of her British friends.  I guess it's a mystery.  But they are pretty.  And I find it interesting because in the U.S., or at least in the midwest, open land like that is either farming land or preserved as a park.  I don't often see fields that are just fields.  They always have a purpose it seems.  The ones here might have a purpose, I suppose, but I think they are just to make people smile when they pass.