This is England

Somehow, I managed to make it to Bath in one piece, and with all my Ariel decorations and special friends Henry and Dominico intact.
I woke up Sunday morning at 2:45 to make it to my LAX 6:55 flight. I got a little bit of nap-age in, but had a very active and talkative 11 year old girl in front of me and a not too happy baby right behind me. My next flight was from Cleveland. And naturally it was delayed. For about an hour and a half. And I was scheduled to have just a two hour layover in Newark before my flight to England. Thankfully, the flight ended up taking less time than was scheduled, so I made it to Newark with time (and tears) to spare.
The last plane ride from Newark to Bristol was just about as perfect as a flight can get. I was surrounded on all sides by Brits, speaking in their cute British accents. As the plane ascended, I had a perfect view of the New York City skyline all lit up and looking swanky. (It was a little bit like the Peter Pan ride. Except New York instead of London. And I was not in a flying pirate ship. But it did come with that sense of adventure!) I meant to sleep most of the flight, but Continental has these fancy new personal TVs equipped with On Demand. So I watched an episode of 30 Rock and the HBO Grey Gardens. And then slept. At least I made good entertainment choices, right?...right? Finally, as we headed into Bristol, there were clouds literally everywhere. In fact, they were so low that it looked like we landed straight from the clouds. But really, it was the perfect way to enter England. It's like that line in Sabrina when Audrey Hepburn says that you have to have rain on your first day in Paris. I think it's only fair that you have to have fog on your first day in England.
So now I'm just sitting in my new room. Apparently we live in the swanky part of town. A couple of girls from my house and I went meandering earlier through the town's shopping center. They had everything from cute little boutiques to the Disney store. This is all going to be a problem for me. Now I'm just trying really hard not to take a nap so I can actually adjust to the time change. Here's hoping my body doesn't win this fight.

I'm so bored with the U.S.A.

So here it is. I'm packing up and leaving for England early Sunday morning! I'm nervous and scared and super excited - everything most people are before they go abroad. Although, as G told me, I already study abroad, going to school in Gettysburg, PA, after living all my life in Southern California.
Still. I wanted to create a blog to keep everyone back home (who's interested) as up to date as possible about my different adventures, and misadventures, while I'm in the city of Bath. I'm incredibly, nerd-ily excited for my classes - Shakespeare, British drama, and Jane Austen? Yes please! Then I have an internship with the Theatre Royal Bath. I won't find out exactly what I'm doing until I get there, but there's a good chance it'll include helping out with their children's theatre program. And after 13 years of Riverside Children's Theatre, I feel pretty prepared for that. But you never know.
Then there's all the traveling, both inside and outside of school. I'm sure there will be plenty of stories for when I get to see all my other crazy friends that are going to be in Europe. And there's lots of opportunity to pretend to be a Jane Austen heroine, to do the "Let's go down the disco" dance, and everything in between.
There's lots more bouncing around in my brain, but I figure I should leave it at this for now. Next time I update this abroad blog (or ab-blog, as my friend Sai might say), I'll be in England. Wish me luck!