First Day of Classes!

Actually less exciting than I would like.

My two morning classes were down in KB for physics and physical maths. ("Maths", not "math".) The adjoining tutorials, rather like the problem recitations and labs at UVA, are required... not something I knew, not for third-year courses. Unfortunately, both physics classes have tutorials either during my Gaelic class or so close to the time slot that I would never make it to class on time. Theoretically they can reschedule tutorials if there are conflicts, but for Quantum I was the only one with a conflict of the entire lecture theatre, so tough chance of that.

With a heavy heart, I have dropped my Intro to Gaelic class. I know, I know. I was extremely excited about it.
Instead I've signed up for Archaeology of Scotland, which sounds interesting AND has a field trip one weekend! Archaeology field trip! So cool.

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I've tried to break some more obnoxious Americanisms.
"Sketchy", for example, has no meaning. Instead things are "dodgy".
Black coffee is simply not understood, and tea is always taken with milk.
It is extremely difficult to remember "trousers" instead of "pants"; pants mean underwear. Tricky.