So much for 'yeaaaahhh! I'll clear out my blog and then only write interesting things about America, and I'll update alllll the time!'
Pff. I'm a bad blogger. Fact. I have all the intention to do it, and I don't, so I apologise. But while I'm here I might as well update you a bit on what I've been doing.
Week 1 - Let's start at the very beginning which is, as a wise woman once said, a very good place to start. Had to wake up stupidly early (4am...) to leave for the airport. I don't remember the journey so I'm guessing I slept the whole way. I've not been to Heathrow before, but it seemed nice enough. Check in was simple, had a really expensive but pretty nice panini with Mum & SD before heading down to the boarding gates, via a good frisking and some x-rays. The flight was alright, I had a window seat so I got to watch the miserable, snowy, grey clouds fizzle out and make way for brilliant sunshine, which is always nice! Breakfast on the plane was actually pretty tasty considering it looked like this:
So anyway, the journey passed fairly quickly I suppose. I listened to some music for a bit and then spent ages going through the film selection, which was pretty decent actually. I watched Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs followed by Momento, which together killed a fair few hours. Lunch was this pastry thing, which wasn't as good as breakfast but still nice. I'm actually a little dissapointed that my flight home is a night one and I wont be treated to those hash browns again.
So, arrived at Toronto airport about 11:30am, and had to hang around in the boarding area until my next flight at 5:30pm...Jesus that's a long wait. My advice? Take a damn travel adaptor in your hand luggage. Fail for me. Lost at Mahjong for about 2 hours, laptop died, did some crosswords. Pretty uneventful. Eventually boarded a 37 seater plane (seriously...smaller than a bus) and chilled out, had a little nap. Arrived at Pittsburgh airport feeling a little bleh, so I called a hotel, they sent a car for me, and I got a room for the night. It was a weird feeling, the journey to the hotel was in darkness, I had no clue where I was, and not a single person in the world knew where I was either. It gave me an uneasy feeling, slight concern mixed with the excitement of being in an exciting new place, with a bit of loneliness chucked in. The room was pretty decent though, the bed was about 3 pillows wide, and it had tv and internet for free (not that I could get on the net...what with the lack of suitable plugs). Considered having dinner (I could see Pizza Hut from my window!) but decided against that and went to bed about 8pm, slept for 12 hours and woke up refreshed and ready for the world!
Got the car back to the airport at noon, and had a couple of hours to wait for the IUP guys to pick me up. While I was waiting, I decided to grab something to eat. 'Hot Dog & Chips' it says. 'Great!' I think. I could go for that. So I go in, grab a cheese dog (oh my god...there's cheese *inside* this sausage), and look for the chips. Hm. No chips. I'm a little perplexed at this point, so the cashier helpfully points me in the right direction.
This, my dear, is not chips. This...this is crisps. Ok, I get that we've just experienced a cultural difference, but what the hell? Why would you have a hot dog, and crisps, as a meal? Just doesn't make sense! Bleh. The hot dog was nice though.
So they came, picked me & a few others up from the airport, got lost in Pittsburgh on the way through (one way to get a tour of the city, I suppose) and eventually arrived in Indiana, PA. Seemed nice enough, but it was late and I was tired. So I met my room mate, met my room, met some other international students, met some American students, met some huge portions in some restaurants...basically, it was orientation week and we did a lot of meeting and learning and whatever. You know, orientation stuff. It was good, they planned a few social events so that we could mingle and make friends, which is always handy when you don't know a single person. It'd been snowing in PA for a little while so when we arrived it was pretty deep already. I'm amazed at how much snow some places can have and still continue working, when England just comes to a stand still at the first hint of a snowflake. Losers.
During the week we were introduced to Wolfies, a local bar, and had hours of fun playing air hockey, pool, drinking Tequila Sunrises and dancing to Lady Gaga. At the weekend, Katie (American girl, new friend) took me, Anna (New friend, room mate, English) and Nicolas (new friend, Argentinian) horse riding, which is always fun! Had a bit of a fail moment getting on the horse in the first place, but we had a lovely time strolling around. We're hoping to go on a trail ride through the woods one day when the snow eventually buggers off.
So that concludes week 1. Seeing as this post is a bit meaty already, I'll post each week's frolicks seperately, just for ease of reading. You might want to make a cup of tea, or have a nap between reads.