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so… after having mastered the T and realising I did not know what lay above it, I ventured out on a walk. I went with my roommate to South Station, as she was going home for the weekend, and from there I began..

I walked through Chinatown-which to me is a fascinating place, though the one here (as I found out) is kind of small, in comparison to others I have been to in the US! None the less it had its own atmosphere. the direction led me through the Boston Common, and on to Quincy Market (on the way to which I found the cutest souvenir shop) but when getting to the Market I stumbled upon the beginning of a show of the funniest street performers I had ever seen: a guy from England and his sister, doing acrobatic tricks in between jokes, it cheered me up to listen to his British humour which I am so used to, and I was glad about how many people out of the audience enjoyed him immensely, even though he told us: “only some of you will understand all of my jokes”. He did back flips and made the crowd applaud him in order to attract an even bigger crowd, he got everyone involved, and everyone found him charming.

I then walked back to Boston Common-where the squirells keep amazing me. One thing I realized as I stood and watched them, was that I do not want to become one of those people for whom the squirells are so normal, they barely notice them at all anymore!

My trip then led me onto the famous Newbury street. Only then did it dawn on me that I was getting tired, so at Copley Square I climbed down the stairs back to my familiar T to take me back to campus..

Midterms, reading, reading, reading… Leaves have fallen off the trees, and they still keep falling. Leg-warmers have been retreived from the back of my drawer, as the deceiving sun (which looks so pleasant and warm from inside a building) has decided not to warm Boston for much longer. The window in our room that is always open, has had to be lowered, and my roommate has decided to tackle knitting, to make scarves.. One can tell that it is trully autumn. Sadly all the flowers on the way to the Main campus from the residence quad have dried, and Simmons had its pretty main campus flowers uprooted, which made two evening art students very upset. They were what cheered us up in the mornings, the vibrant colours seen on the way to class, with the library blooming up behind them.. oh well, can’t wait to see them in spring.

Just as classes are really starting to be enjoyed, I found out we have to register for next semester classes.. time does fly Red Sox keep winning, and the Fenway area keeps going crazy at around our bedtime. Sadly I still have not mastered the rules behind this American game, but I have understood the basics. “We are the champions” is carrying its sounds across the area as a very happy driver, has decided to celebrate the victorious Bostonian baseball team all in his/her own style, and duringpeople randomly run by the dorms screaming, and occasionally someone joins in with Queen’s recording, Simmons girls are all rejoicing for Red Sox as well, together with the car hooting. OH.. the cold does not seem to bother them :)