Day TWENTY ONE. Lovely afternoon.

Day THWENTY ONE. Lovely afternoon. We had a lecture class this morning at 8am, given to us on the bread master chef. Apparently he is really shy, French, not good at English, and likes to read verbatim from the PowerPoint presentation. Needless to say the lecture on all the types of flour and sugar was done in under two hours, including a twenty minute break and sampling breads. An early morning class to fill in the blanks on worksheets and eat carbs. Just great. As I was packing up my things, my tube buddy Maltese and I asked each other what we were up to for the afternoon. We decided to join each other for a study session. We ran a few errands first, to the paper store for me to buy pens (because most all of the pens I brought from Arizona are dying on me), page protectors, a ruler (so I can actually see a mm for myself, sorry kids it's been a long time since I was in math class), and page protestors. Dang my shopping trips are really exciting. Dropped by her apartment to get her laptop, and then we were off to a cafe for studying and eats. On the way to the cafe, she showed me around. We walked by a park where the Beatrix Potter's (Peter Rabbit) house once was, a street where Madonna had a house, the rich peoples homes, and her dream home on the corner of tregunter road and fils ton road in Chelsea. The homes were the biggest I have seen so far in London, gated, pristine landscaping, really wide and tall homes. Amazing. People here stay for hours at cafes and employees don't get mad, they're glad you are taking up space :). I studied, rewrote some notes, ate some lunch and we talked a lot about school, backgrounds, whatever. It was a really nice conversation. I had my first celebrity siting, although I have no idea who he is. As we were doing our own studying for a bit, she pulled up on her laptop some Google images of a guy sitting three tables away with some girl. He's on a reality show here called Made In Chelsea. It's like Real Housewives, only with rich twenty something's. He was nice to look at. After a bit more studying we were on our seperate ways. She walked me to the bus station and said that if I ever need anything even in the middle of the night, to call her. She knows it's rough being in a new place with not knowing anyone, she moved here 8 years ago only knowing three people, and since then she has had drinks with Hugh Grant, socialized, and really loves this place, and is looking out for all of us foreign students in the class. Weird to be foreign, but good too. I went to the grocery store after the bus and found veggie refried beans (in cans that were the size of veinna sausages with the pull top lid), salsa in a jar (not a squeeze tube), flour tortillas, cheese, and some soup. I had a burrito for dinner, studied a bit more, and now am writing to you all. Bon voyage Andrews family! Have fun sailing the seas with Mickey!