the honeymoon is over

My bags are unpacked, the closet has clothes (and shoes), the drawers are full, the suitcases have been stowed away. Now it really feels as though I'm really here for the next three months.

It's different being in a different home and staying somewhere for a week and will require a bit of getting used to but that can be managed.

Today was a sleep-in day and a pack-up day and do-a-bit-of-reading day of things such as Mankind ("Wher spekys þis felow? Wyll he not com nere?") and the Merry Wives of Windsor with little success in either but they are a work in progress. Early Modern English and a modern translation of medieval English require a lot more effort than, say, Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird, which might also be on the go.

My room has two bookshelves, both of them full of interesting books. My own books have been put away in the drawers and stowed in the window ledge, with a "torch" as a bookend. It's called being creative.

Tomorrow is already scheduled with a 10:30 church service at the Baptist church, and then a progressive lunch to help us figure out our way around town, as well as meet some of the other hosts and see other homes. And then it's another busy week of trains, classes, studying at the Bodleian Library, drama practice, more classes, more studying ... and learning to cook!

Yikes.