Destination: Bournemouth Uni Halls
Mode Of Transportation: Rover Metro
Why? I received an email inviting me to an Activity Day at Bournemouth University and thought "shit I can't afford the train there and back!" So put out a plea on Facebook for a driver, wing man and place to stay in return for petrol money and food... The trip was organised that night and we set off a month later.
Verdict: A bloody good shout on my behalf if I do say so myself.
Other than a near death experience in Exeter, it all went pretty smoothly. Although it helps if you know which lane to be in on a six-lane road coming onto a round about and it doesn't hail day-after-tomorrow style running back to the car from the service station.
When we got to Bournemouth it was clear that university is going to be a serious culture shock. Ignoring the fact that they drink like old Cornish fisherman in Wetherspoon's and that one of the many Asda's in the area is so big it has a McDonald's inside it despite nearly everyone I met being overly obsessed with their appearance; Chinese deliver! To your door! You phone, you order, and they show up at your door!
I'm from Cornwall! If I asked any take away restaurant to deliver to my house, they'd end up down a tin mine or just say no.
Despite turning up to the uni with a crazy hangover and blagging my way through a short article about the underlying moral issues of eating a horse, I did get an offer about a week later so something must of gone right.
*Note to readers: Don't turn up hungover to an open day and never try to over take a lorry while going up a hill in an old car.
Peace Out ♥
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