Welcome to the welcome week at the Windsor Welcome Week (Day 24)

CHANGE IS INEVITABLE -

EXCEPT FROM A VENDING MACHINE

Robert Gallagher

Hello all!

Well here we are again, and as I sit here with a sausage in bread (not a hotdog) in one hand and a can of sprite in the other, I feel an overwhelming sense of how did I get here? Well sit back and let me fill you in.

So on Friday I dragged my self out of bed at 6 am to head out to the airport, which as you may have guessed is never a fun time to be heading to an airport, but I did meet a random Canadian fellow who told me a trick to getting prompt service at clubs (when the barkeeps aren't looking, rattle their tip jars and they think you are giving them tips). But I got the plane acorss to Toronto without any problem, but then I moved to my flight to Windsor.. and to say this new plane was a canoe with wings would insult canoes everywhere. However it did fly and I was soon in windsor, the only problem was that the same couldn't be said for my bags.

I quickly met my exchange co-ordinator Michelle and was shuttled back to my new home, the infamous Clark Hall, room 6C. Now dear readers let me put those minds of yours that may be picturing a dank and squalid hole as my new home at ease. Clark hall is easily one o the best residences I have ever seen, not only does it come with a quaint kitchen, decent dining space and nice airy corridors it also has a huge room for me to now call home.

The next day was spent emptying bags and learning the campus, I was still realtivly alone at this point since I was one of the first people to arrive at residence. This feeling of loneliness quicly departed however once Sunday rolled arounf, as thousands of students from all over Canada, America and some from either further abroad, decended uppon Windsor from all sides. This was also the first official night of the 'welcome week' so I headed off to the first event 'GRAFITI NIGHT'

The idea behind the Grafiti night is simple, everyone who turns upgets a white shirt and a marker, you then go around and write all over other peoples shirts and vice-versa, an then by the end of the night you have a whole bunch of new friends. It was a lovely evening.

The rest of my week became about readying my new living space and attending formal events, that is until Thursday. However since this is beginning to run long I shall cut off this post hear and continue tomorrow... in a whole new format!

Till then... well who knows.

Jackson