
I came back and took a really small nap before getting a text message from Joci. She is here with CHS and I had been trying to figure out a time to meet up with the group. She told me they'd be at the Tower of London at 1:55, and according to her (very vague) schedule she sent me, they'd be there for 2 hours. I took off walking, for an hour, to the Tower of London around 2:15. I got there, and walked to the group entrance/exit and waited. 2 boys were sitting on a bench, one wearing his baseball hat backwards and the other wearing a green and gold shirt, but not a Clay one. I couldn't tell at first if they were from Clay, but they called over their friends who were leaving, who were wearing BGSU and CHS gear, so I knew. I listened in and laughed to myself, while wondering if I should introduce myself, but I decided that'd be super weird with the amount of time I had been standing there. They left to go to the meeting area, and I contemplated following them, but I figured even if I missed Joci coming out of the Tower, I should be able to see Mr. Roberts (my former french teacher). Instead, about 2 minutes after they left I heard, "Becky," from out of no where, which also through me off because no one here calls me that, but it was Joci. I'm glad she saw me! We talked for a while, and then I talked with Roberts before we split up at the metro. He though it was awesome that I was doing this first year abroad thing, and his wife told me that it was good to do it now. They left their kids at home, for about 3 weeks, and the kids aren't happy about it, but she wanted to travel and not necessarily with them. It's good doing it now with no attachments, actually, it's great. It was really nice to meet up with familiar faces in a different county.
Also, it was eighty-five degrees today, meh.
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