Day Five (Bath and Oxford, well kind of…)
“somehow not being put off by Oxford people who grab handfuls of crap to fling at each other helped Marcus pass “the test”.”

*04:20 pm
*12:20 am
“somehow not being put off by Oxford people who grab handfuls of crap to fling at each other helped Marcus pass “the test”.”
“So despite running in the rain, slipping and falling in the mud, and vomiting up some of the unsettled 4-pound-mass of liver and chips lodged in my belly, it was the most exciting/inspiring exercise session I’ve ever had.”
It’s not every day that I get to think to myself: “Dear God, Brandon you made a GREAT decision.” So I was pretty elated when this happened twice in Morocco. Especially elated when considering my Moroccan circumstances.
(Its been a while so I’ll review: Dave and I are in Morocco, nothing is going our way, we [...]
“Our second day in Edinburgh was spent doing all the touristy things that we were too embarrassed to do in the company of actual Scottish people”
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“All and all we did more than it seemed in those few Hull days. Besides what I’ve just listed there was the Zuperman premiere (more on that next post), fish and chip consumption, snooker playing, and English countryside viewing. Granted there was a lot of down time but just hanging out was good as well.”
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“I typically expect the first day of a new class to be one of those uneventful “lets get to know one another, I’ll cover the rules, what the course will cover, and this is me, your professor, trying desperately hard to get you to either like me or fear me within the first 10 minutes.” However this semester the first days of class were straight into lectures and assignments.”
“We, who were heading to the gymnasium, death-marched in silent rows of two, soaked to the bone. I probably should have brought an umbrella but that was the last thing on my mind. As I looked around the grim faces of my fellow students I could see that they were probably thinking the same thing.”
“…having a silly little film I made with friends and then passed off as arty premiere in England in a proper cinema (not to mention one of my favorite places in the world) was pretty stinking cool. Even cooler is that was billed with Wes Anderson’s The Darjeeling Limited. (He is tied for my favorite director). It was like being a rubbish little garage band that somehow managed to open for their favorite group.”
“Out of all the trips I’ve taken this year this one ended up being one of my favorites. The reasons behind this are a mixture of the people I went with, the people I met, and the many many laughs we had together. Well, that and the fact that simply I love Spain.”
“And so he made a pledge in his heart. A little life goal. He would collect all the books in the series. He would be a better writer for it. He would have interesting dinner conversation. And he’d be able to claim that yes, Anais Nin, Freud, and Kafka could be found on his bookshelves. And, dare I say it, he would be cultured.”