On Wednesday we got to go on a boat tour of the Thames River and see the sights along the way to our destination, Greenwich. We took the tube to Westminster, where we waited for about an hour to get on the boat that would take us up the Thames. On the boat, we positioned ourselves outside in the front of the boat to get the best view. We were complete giddy tourists as we took picture after picture of Westminter Palace (aka Parliament), the Big Ben, the London Eye, St. Paul's Cathedral, Tower Bridge, the Tower of London, and whatever else we deemed picture-worthy. Once we got to Greenwich, we found a tiny cafe to eat in and walked around Greenwich Palace, which is where many of the Tudors were born, including my favorite, Elizabeth I. We also saw the Maritime Museum and the Queen's House. The Queen's House is really the Queen of Denmark's house, built by a former Queen of England who was also the Queen of Denmark (complicated, I know). Greenwich is where the Prime Meridian runs through, so it was neat to be where the eastern and western hemispheres join.
We decided to be adventurous and take a bus (double decker, of course) back to Westminster. We took more pictures of the beautiful Parliament, Big Ben, and Westminster Abbey (only the outside because it cost money to go inside). We then took the Tube back to our dorm, ate dinner, got ready, and went out to a bar in Piccadilly Circus. Piccadilly Circus reminded me of London's version of Times Square, NY and was very pretty. We went nuts on the dance floor and showed the Brits what real dancing is like, well we had fun at least.
Thursday came and it was time for the first day of classes! My first class was "British Cinema and Television Since 1960." It was comedy day and we literally watched clips from various comedic British films and television shows, oh the joys of being a film major. Apparently, the British think men dressed as women is super hilarious.
That night was the BU in London welcome party at a club near Piccadilly Circus. It was fun to mingle with the BUers, and when that was over, we went to another club. I guess the club promoters in London roam the streets looking for people to invite to the clubs and give discounted cover charges, so at this club the girls got in free and the guys had to pay 5 pounds, which I guess is a bargain. After that we got delicious pizza from a vendor and we walked (barefoot because the gods of fashion hate women's feet and like to torture us by inventing gorgeous but painful heels) to find the night bus back to The Crofton.
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