Living in (and leaving) London
By Meggie Cruser | April 27Well, here it is. The last hurrah. The grand finale. The end of the line. The final goodbye.
Well, here it is. The last hurrah. The grand finale. The end of the line. The final goodbye.
At one point, I had a dismal 50 percent success rate when it came to actually catching a flight.
Let me just say that I am not a romantic or basic person in any way at all ever. Maybe if I say that enough times it will become true. I’m pretty sure you won’t think so after I tell you about this week’s adventure.
It is universally thought that a single woman in possession of a romantic nature must be a huge Jane Austen fan.
Today we are going to talk about talking.
I’m guessing many readers thought this post was going to be me giving you the scoop on all the different and strange stuff British people do, leading some to feel the inherent superiority and practicality of the way we do things in the U.S.
Let me just start by admitting that I brought way too many clothes. Am I one of those high-maintenance girls who needs three suitcases? Of course not. It was only two, OK?
They say you are what you eat. Now, thanks to Carolina Dining Services, students can be a burrito.
Here's how the former UNC-System President Tom Ross and current UNC-System President Margaret Spellings compare:
Here's a preview of UNC's ACC opponents this basketball season:
Even though Meggie is studying abroad in London, she discovered Mr. Darcy is overrated in Wales.