Rambling

 (This is part of my University--or my "Uni" as the British call it.)

 So I’ve had two classes.  One on Tuesday and one on Wednesday.  They were both hardly longer than an hour.  I have two more classes (one on Thursday and one on Friday).  That’s it.  Four classes.  None of them longer than two hours.  None of the tutors (a.k.a. professors) give homework, just recommended reading.  I don’t know what to do!!!  I did read poetry for a while today, but then I gave it up to go walking with Abi.

First we walked through Pittville Park.  Then we were planning  on walking to the racecourse.  Cheltenham is famous for its racecourse.  Even the royals come to this racecourse.  The big races are in the middle of March.  Apparently we’ll be descended upon by 250,000 race attendees  for four or five days in two months or so.   

 (The racecourse.)

Today however, the courses were empty and we found this little rambling path that went around the course.  We followed it towards the countryside that we could see in the distance.  It actually wasn’t as far away as we thought it would be, and suddenly we were in another town: Prestbury.  Oh my goodness.  It was beautiful.   This is what I had hoped England would look like.  I’m getting used to the city, but oh wow, I love the country.  It was a good day…even if my fingers were frozen so much so that they wouldn’t straighten.

Somehow going for walks or writing blogs just seems more important than doing “homework”…hopefully that’s okay.