Classes Finally Begin

Woke up this morning for an 8:45 am class, and my stomach was still a little queasy from the sub-par tomato pasta last night (still worth it, it was cheap).

Accomplished so far (in the seven days since I arrived in London):

+ Picadilly Circus (crowded, impressive architecture...and that's it really)
+ Soho (also crowded, cute shops and very fashionable people)
+ St. James Sq (we were actually looking for St. James Church, which may or may not exist)
+ Buckingham Palace (we pretty much stumbled upon it, then went 'oh how pretty'. Oh and Barbara was mistaken for a Frenchwoman.)
+ Camden Market (the anti-fashion district, and play-area of Amy Whinehouse)
+ ISH International Student House (cute, very college-y)
+ Assorted Pubs (like a cross between Chilis and college bars)
+ Coach tour (aka bus tour of London, given by the enthusiastic Vivian, to be quoted later)
+ London Philharmonic @ BBC Proms Concert (simply. beautiful.)
+ Notting Hill Carnival (unimpressed by the Bobbies - or police officers - knowledge of London. Later learned hardly any of them are from here, and have very little knowledge of the city. Ironic.)