I've learned a lot since I've gotten here.  First and foremost, taxes are included in the prices.  There aren't any surprises at the end of the day like there are in America.  The waiters and waitresses aren't nearly as attentive, since they are paid with high wages and don't have to work for tips. (You don't tip in England.)  I guess that would mean that Americans come off as snobby for expecting such service, but um, hey, isn't it still supposed to be service?

The buildings are more condensed, and quainter.  Old architecture is magnificent.  Modern architecture is snazzy.  The atmosphere really is beautiful.  A lot more people ride bikes or walk wherever they go, because the cities are more condensed - and I, Jennifer Christine Bowman, have been riding a bike throughout town in Cambridge.  It's terrifying.  Not only do you have to remember to stay on the left, but you get passed by cars that are literally centimeters (not inches!) away from you. 

And it's true what the English say - the Welsh really are strange.  One boy came up to us and started singing "Ring of Fire" at the top of his lungs, and another construction worker did the same thing with "Shiny Happy People" by REM a few moments later.  I guess that was their way of mocking us, but I didn't really get it.

As far as American animosity goes, it's slightly prevalent, but not as bad as one thinks.  I think Great Britain is aware that their main industry is probably tourism and they should try to keep that going.  However, it didn't stop one lady from screaming at a fellow group member innocently and unknowingly riding his bike in an illegal area - "You Americans think you can come here and break our laws!  Get off the sidewalk!  You are killing us!  Get off the sidewalk or kill me!"

Other than pesky little things like that, Britain is pleasant, even when it is pouring outside.  You can't say that about a lot of other countries, I don't think.  And now, maybe finally to do some actual school work….
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