What is the secret to my smile these past four days? Simple: my visa arrived. Early. Not only that, the British government made my visa good until February 2, 2013, when I'd only asked for it to be good through September 2012. After the rigamarole I went through last time I tried to get a student visa for the UK (multiple changed flights, missed orientation week), I don't think it's hyperbolic to say that I am elated to have that document in my hot little hand. This summer has flown past; now, with the arrival of the visa, it has slowed to a crawl akin to the shifting of tectonic plates.
Some pre-Bristol statistics:
Days left in the States: 18
Bags I intend to take: 2 suitcases and a carry-on
Memory cards for my camera: 16 GB. Bring on the trigger-finger.
Textbooks I'm planning on mailing to myself: 16. Well, maybe 18. I don't want to be re-annotating all those in new copies. No, no, I can cut it down to 12. Twelve? Who am I fooling?
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