Today was our first real day of the classes we signed up for. I sat in on Psychology, English, and Politics. Politics proved to be the most interactive and there we were all matched up with a group to discuss our political standpoints on certain heated social American issues. At one point I found myself debating torture with some "ginge" boy as they say here meaning red haired. The British certainly are into American politics. The slang here is quite incredible and while language isn't technically a barrier on this exchange I find myself staring vacantly at people after they've finished speaking. However I'm proud to say I learned what a chav is, yet dissappointed there isn't some British vocab class I could have signed up for. They're the kids at public school that all wear wife beaters and gold jewlery. After lessons we headed down to the park in the "ville" where I took off my shoes because they were killing me and the dye had also turned my feet bright pink which the Brits thought was pretty silly. I was excited to find that my host family likes T-swift and I love that everyone sings it around the house. Tomorrow is Shakespeare at the Globe. All previous English and drama teachers prepare to be totally jealous.
Caroline
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