Monday
Went to both of my classes and got out of class after 9 pm. Then Christy and I decided to go find the places where we were having our interviews the next day. First we went to where mine was supposed to be (Leicester Square) and got bombarded by people trying to recruit us to go to clubs. We of course got lost and this cute American boy tried to help us figure out where we were going. I finally decided (30 minutes later) to go into the Raddison and ask for directions. It turns out, the publishing company that I'm interviewing with is next to Haagen Dazs! How convenient! So then we went to find Christy's place and it was all the way in the city of London, aka the business district so it was A. really far away and B. scary to walk around because it's deserted at night. So we of course walked the wrong way twice, ran into some sleeping homeless people, and saw a sweet bridge with the London crest. When we finally realized that we were walking in the right direction, we had to go back to the tube station so we wouldn't miss the last tube of the night.
Tuesday
So all day I relaxed and got ready because I had my interview at 3 pm. This is where my week really took a turn for the worse. I went to my interview and got there 15 minutes early. The male receptionist called the woman I was supposed to interview with, but she didn't answer and we just assumed it was because I was early. So I sat there and waited and after 30 minutes he finally got ahold of her. But get this, she was out of the office at a meeting somewhere. Apparently there was a miscommunication with my program and the time was never confirmed. So I called up the program, furiously, and told them what happened. They said they would straighten it all out. I was not happy. So I got home and although I wanted to go out and get a nice cocktail to drink away my sorrows, I decided that drinking a depressant would not be the best idea, so Christy and I had a Champagne night to celebrate her internship (remember how we thought we found her place the night before? Well it turns out, our program gave her the wrong address and she had to take a cab all the way to her real place. But she got the job!).
Wednesday
Still no word on the status of my internship. We had to get up bright and early to go to Parliament for a tour. The place was gorgeous and has so much history and tradition in it. They follow all the customs from the original days, even wear the outfits! It was neat to learn about their government and see the lavish decorations. Then we headed out to lunch to a pub. they gave me my sandwich only to realize that there was something wrong and they had to send it back to remake it. It took forever to get back and by the time I got it, we had to leave to go to our tour for the BBC. So I ate faster than I've eaten in my life, and made it to the BBC in time. It was really cool to see the BBC, but I got called out for talking (as always). They told us stories about how demanding some celebrities are. Like J.Lo refused to walk 50 feet to her dressing room so they drove her there and the only other person ever to drive through this courtyard was the Queen. Prince wouldn't walk to a dressing room on another floor, but since his dressing room was on a different floor, he made someone carry him. J.Lo required them to paint her entire dressing room white since she refuses to sit on anything else. Mariah Carey wanted a room full of puppies, unfortunately they could not oblige.
Afterwards I called up my program and they told me good news! I have an interview on Monday morning with my internship! So that meant I had the rest of the week off. So I looked up trips to Prague for the weekend and thought I found some. So I booked it, but I looked today (Thursday) and saw that they messed up the booking and had me down for the wrong day. So I had to call and cancel my trip and sat on the phone, INTERNATIONAL CALL, for 17 minutes talking to an Indian lady. So now I'm not going.
Later some of my flatmates and I went to Kensington Gardens to sit and read because it was beautiful out. We sat in these chairs for a while and then saw that there was a guy collecting money for using the chairs so we booked it out of there so we wouldn't have to pay. Then some of us went to a pub to hang out for the night.
Thursday
Julia, Kevin and I went on a London Walk about the Beatles (thanks Aunt Jori for the recommendation!). Our tour guide was an intensely avid Beatles fan, Beatles button down, Beatles man bag and all. He acted like him and Paul AKA Paul McCartney were BFF. Most of the rest of the group competed on who was a larger Beatles fan. But we saw some really neat stuff, like where they recorded different songs, places they frequented, the place they sang on the roof for their last live performance and Abbey Road and recording studio. It was totally worth the 5 pounds. Then we stayed in the area and found this French pastry shop where we had lunch. It was AMAZING. They even gave use free samples of this chocolate pastry that was chocolate upon chocolate upon chocolate, AKA deliciousness! I then came back and went to Waterstone's bookstore (London's Borders) to buy the final book in the Twilight series (yes I'm obsessed). On the way back, we saw this lady drop her stroller with her two babies inside and it looked like she hurt them, but apparently they survived the fall.
Okay well I'm all caught up now so now I can look forward to the weekend! Chip chip cheerio!
Things I've learned this week:
1. Never book flights on cheapoair.com
2. Don't try to custom order in a pub
3. Australians love Billabong
4. Leicester Square is a huge hotspot
5. People pay to register their TVs every year and all the money funds the BBC
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