19 Sept -- I was warned about the descent, but I didn't expect to feel that horrible. But don't worry. Once I got my luggage, I had a good poop and I felt all better. Amazing what a good poop can do.
Everyone I talked to said the Underground was really easy, and they're right! That's why I used it to get to my dorm. It took a long while, about an hour, but I got there. I took the wrong street finding my dorm, but I did manage to find it. At check in, I met a bloke named Oscar who helped carry my luggage to my room. And then culture shock overwhelmed me so I was incapacitated for about three hours. It was a horrible three hours. My wattage converter blew out, I haven't met or even seen anyone else on my floor, my door wouldn't stay open, and my computer was dying. Called my parents through Gmail at that time and they said "Take a nap, you're jetlagged."
So I did. I felt much better and went exploring. That's when I met Toby and Alice, who also live on my floor. Alice is from the UK and Toby is from upstate New York. We talked for a while, Alice gave me a crumpet and some tea, and I heard about a get-together in the common room.
There was a bunch of us who knocked on the doors of everyone in the dorm hall to say "Hey, we're having a party in the common area so you should join!" It wasn't ragin' like some Madison house parties, but it was fun. I met a lot of new people, and I hope something like that happens again sometime soon.
Lesson: Once you hit rock bottom, there's no other place to go but up.
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