Jetlag and general British oddities

After the hour long coach ride, we arrived in Oxford. We took a taxi and checked in at Keble College, which is where our house is, even though we are studying at St. Catherines. Keble itself was amazing to look at, and I'm really disappointed that we won't be studyding there, in the old buildings with spires and quads.

We made our way to the house, and I was pleasantly surprised, since I had been preparing for the worst. The house is a small white lodge with six bedrooms. It's right next to the Royal Oak Pub, and really convenient to downtown Oxford.

However, while the house looked good from the outside, we experienced several hiccups at this point - probably due to the fact that we hadn't slept all night, but some of it was just British weirdness.

First it literally took us 15 minutes to open the door to the house. This was the weirdest lock ever, and it was really frustrating after travelling so long not to be able to just open the front door and put down our bags. But we eventually figured it out. The house was really spooky at first - there were a lot of locked doors, and we couldn't get to other parts of the house, like the kitchen and other three bedrooms. Eventually the maintenance guy stopped in and showed us that had we been trying to turn the door knobs on these locked doors counterclockwise we could have been enjoying the full house several hours earlier. So far it has been a real day for brainpower.