We have all made it safely to Plymouth, which took some doing... There were insane car trips with jet lag. There were long train rides. There were (are) mountains of luggage. But we did it. So be proud.
Plymouth was England's most bombed out city in WWII because it is home to the Royal Navy. It's not the most lively place on earth but parts of it are quaint and it's picturesque by the sea.
No massive scandals have yet broken out. We were promised gin at the local (yes) distillery here, as Plymouth Gin is supposedly rather top shelf. Alas, our lectures ran over today.
We're living dorm style in suites. I made grilled cheese sandwiches with apples in a pot (not pan)for supper with soup. Not amazing living, but one of our cohorts made a feast complete with sassy presentation! (Someone's cooking for the rest of the family soon...)
Today was lots of lectures by really fun faculty, punctuated with several breaks for tea. Tomorrow we are off to Bath and are in for fun at the pubs in the evening as England plays Sweden in the World Cup. Let's just hope we don't start any brawls. (Or end up on the receiving end of any large swings by forearms with union jack tattoos and bulldogs.)
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