Stereotypical French people

So I really liked the hostel I was in, the common room was nice, and even though no one spoke English the Spanish people were nice and they tried talking to me and I tried talking to them. Turns out the Spanish people don't like the French either, they are to rude to them as well. It makes me afraid to go to France, because if they're all like this I'm not going to have a fun time. The people in my room though pretty much made my life suck. I got a total of 4 hours of sleep this weekend, and not to mention I feel like the French had something against me. I tried talking to them, in Spanish and English and they would either just stare at me or ignore me all together. Last night when I got in the shower they were also turning the light and water switch off and on to the bathroom I was using (the switches are on the outside of the door). I'm not really sure how they're still alive either, I thought I didn't get any sleep, but it was because they weren't sleeping either. They don't go to bed until 4am, every single night. I thought they had work at 7 this morning. But none of them got up and left. When I packed up and left at 10am this morning I was still the only one awake.

 When I left this morning it was raining once again. I originally planned on walking the entire way down to the train station and maybe stopping to get some coffee just to waste time and enjoy my morning since my train left at noon. That obviously didn't happen since I didn't want to get soaked, or soak everything I am carrying. So I decided to take the free bus that takes you from the north end of town to the south end where the train station is. When walking into the bus station right by the hostel I realized it was attached to Victoria shopping center, the huge mall with a tesco and some sort of market within in. After I realized this I shrugged and got on the bus that took me to broadsmarth bus station at the south end of town. When I got off since I had time I started wondering, and I realized it was also attached to the broadsmarth shopping center. Which is basically a more ghetto version of the Victoria shopping center. In between these two shopping centers is market square, where all the nice, high end shops are located and one of the biggest best preserved market squares in Europe exists.  What smaller town has two bus stations both attached to malls with a huge shopping/market area in between the two? The whole concept is crazy to me, but literally everything you need is right there.

Since it was still raining when i got to the train station, i figured it was no big deal, especially since the train station is covered. When I looked at the board to find my train, i decided to start looking for times and not destinations, since my destination was not the final one, its much easier. I found the time my train leaves, and I found the platform and i headed off in that direction. Of course, my luck my platform is the only one in the station that isn't covered. There is construction going on in this station, and yup, it was right by my platform. So sitting in the rain waiting for a train I still wasn't sure was mine wasn't the most fun thing I've ever done, but I had a latte so I was as happy as I could get. 

My hair here doesn't like to cooperate, I'm not sure if its the weather, since my hair is now always wet, or if it's because I'm using different shampoo, or if it's the awkward length. Im getting to the point where I'm looking for scissors to try and make it more bearable. I still feel like a hobo, just with cute accessories now. 

My feet are almost healed from Edinburgh, they don't hurt anymore and there are just scabs and loose skin from blisters. They are almost back to normal, and I can walk without a limp again. My problem now is my hip, and my leg, of course both on the left side. My hip has been hurting since the log plane ride, I think since I didn't get up the entire time, and I didn't move around much it hurt pretty badly. I thought it would stop hurting eventually, but with all the walking the pain is still there. My leg, only when I've been walking all day does it hurt, but where I had the surgery, it still makes it hard to walk after the excessive walking. I might as well be a war vet at this point. 

I'm really enjoying my English class too, I read beauty and the beast, which contained multiple stories, and the history of how the original story originated and transformed. It's a nice way to pass time with a purpose. 

People around here like to make a point to talk to me because of my accent as well. It's kind of nice, because weather I'm in a store or on a train, at least one person strokes up a conversation. Every single time this has happened though, it has been a young guy. Today while sitting on the train from derby to Birmingham, I was next to a young guy, once everyone got off in Birmingham the train had more seats available to I moved to the seat across from him and said "just to give you more room" and from there he started questioning me, where I'm from, what it's like, how I like England and everything else. He's from London but is traveling for business, and he told me, London is a must, and to try not to take the tube, but walk because there is so much to see. In Nottingham it happened with every server, or cashier I had. I bought some nail polish and ended up having a 30 minute conversation with a guy who had just gotten back from Miami, but loves America and wants to move there. It's really interesting and the people are quite nice, but I also feel that it only happens that way because I am different, because at home, I'm not as interesting to the people around there. 

Oxford is really nice, as well as the hostel I'm in. It has strict rules but that's a good thing. I think I'm going to like it here. Here is picture coming out of the train station.