After planning about fifteen events at one time, we decided Friday we would go to the Erasmus welcome party. We missed the Ram part of it (which would have meant actually meeting people), seeing as we're already anti-social. We invited the lower ground floor up to the surface for a international game of kings/ring of fire/the beer game/the magic circle/whatever else you call it. It was super fun - we talked about common rules, and I introduced fuckamoose and fuzzy duck (first year UOttawa paying off, obviously). Learned that Sweden is also famous for moose. Also, Fuzzy duck is probably harder if English isn't your first language. We played a few rounds of that, met at the Ram, and walked to the Well. It was a tiny little tavern that was mostly older men playing pool and drinking and clearly not happy about our intrusion. Mel and I sort of had a drink donated to us by some Brits, and then we bought tickets for the next place.. incredibly pointless stop on our tour. But I did talk to two French international students, so between the three I have met I shall learn French.
Off to Arena, one of few clubs in Exeter. We were incredibly early, but that seems to be what you have to do! We danced with the dance floor to ourselves for a bit. Instead of putting pictures up online like any other club in the world, they tried to sell them and put them on keychains and stuff. Who wants a drunk picture in the dark on a keychain??? Anyway. Place ended up getting pretty crowded and we danced the entire time. It was essentially all North American music, which was kind of silly, but hopefully that was just because all of us international students where there? We requested DJ Kronik's "I'm looking for some girls" but were left broken hearted. It's one of our floors theme songs, and I'm sure everyone in my life will hear it many times from now on. Security is really on their game at their clubs, as soon as they see aggression or stupidity they grab people off the dance floor. Which is good when a guy starts front flipping to Gangham Style. In general, a very fun night. I found the music got pretty boring after two though, so maybe Canada's cut off time is the right idea (I don't even know how late these people stay open, our British friends from that first night out say in Plymouth there's places that stay open until 6 or 7 in the morning?!).
Saturday the flatmates went into town for spices and to find a cute coffee shop to stop in to. We went to the Butternut Kitchen Cafe, and it was adorable.
We planned on going to watch a rugby game, but it's cold out so we were going to watch it on tv, but then the bar was too crowded. So the boys watched it on a laptop while I read my book and we all just hung out in the kitchen. There was a party going on one floor down, but we all ended up reeeally not feeling it after seeing how crowded it was (it was in another kitchen... not suitable for 40 people). So we crept back upstairs and watched Mulan and drank tea. I have found my people.
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