Blather, rinse, repeat

He was, and flirting with everything in a skirt (thank goodness I was wearing a skirt! lol)

I was there for four months. My school had their own arrangement over there so we had our own flats and classes of our own in a local school with local profs, so I had a range of subjects: Art History, Church History (with Rev. Alan Walker. Fell in love with him the minute he walked in the door. He looked like Sting, proper English gentleman version.), a lit class and a philosophy seminar. It was wonderful!

I could talk about it forever. And I'd go back in a heartbeat. :)