Friday morning bright and early we had an Anthropology meeting. The German girls didn't know about it because it was hidden deep in the website and I stumbled across it when I was looking for a schedule earlier this week. Oh foolish Sara. But I informed them on Wednesday I think, so they were all there with me.
The meeting was mostly about handing out the schedule. Which literally no one had but me. BWAHAHA. It also introduced all of the professors. The room was super had to find because on the sheet it is called an amphitheatre, but the rest of the campus thinks it's just a "room" and so it wasn't on the amphitheatre map and was confusing.
None of the other girls have registered yet, and so we went to the woman who had given me the schedule on Thursday and asked where we register. She informed us that it was the useless woman. At this point, I was like "hey maybe she's not useless, maybe she just doesn't do independent exchanges and only does Erasumus" (On a side note, did you know the Erasmus students not only pay no tuition except some fees back home, and get four installments of grant money to come here??)
So we went to the useless woman's office, and as it turns out, she can't register anyone!! Everyone thinks she can register us, but it is not to be had. None of that.
All the other girls have to wait until Monday to register as well. We are meeting in the square beforehand so we can have a mighty united front.
I decided that #friends was a good thing, and so I went with them to run some errands. We went to the copy shop, which was the busiest I've ever seen a copy shop in my entire life--usually there's what? two employees, an old man trying to fax something, and someone printing out flyers?
No, this copy shop had everyone in the world in it. There were probably ten computers hooked up to printers so you could get on the internet and retrieve something, or use your USB. Then there were at least five or six free standing copy machines. Everything was being used and there was a line maybe four people long. Crazy.
After the copy shop we went to the bank. That wasn't all that super fun obviously. All the Erasmus students have to go to the same bank, and so they are overrun with needs of SIM cards and bank accounts and it has been over two weeks and I imagine people want to use their phones and have money.
Luisa and I went then to the mall because I needed to buy notebooks and folders (you already know about the folder situation) and the best place to buy them according to Yanis was FNAC or Achan. So I went to Achan. They don't take my credit card there, and I didn't have a bunch of cash on me, or I would have bought a drying rack. That's the only place I've seen them so far, and I am going to have to do laundry probably this week. Ick.
The folders were irritating. I've seen some people who just carry around all their papers in a sheet protector. How weird is that? ANNNND their paper is a different size!! Did you know that? It's longer and thinner and makes anything I printed in America look derpy for being a different size. Apparently the paper in England is the same size and so it doesn't bother anyone but me.
Then Luisa sent me home because I was done and I should go eat some lunch.
I ate some lunch and then I watched Whose Line and then I read more than one romance novel. Then I ate some noodles and went to sleep. Super exciting.
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