Reading University Snafusis

Last Saturday, we did somewhat of a road trip to Reading University for the open day. Big G, Ricky and myself are all looking to apply there. Wade came along just for the hell of it. We were driven there in the car by the one and only Andrew Wade, who is currently in the middle of growing a beard to play the starring role as "Santa" in the YES centre.

Before we carry on with this post, I would like to point out that the band has a new codeword. Due to errors in Big G's predictive text, the word road trip is now to known as "Snafusis" (try it on your phone, it works)

So as the Snafusis got under way, it became clear that Ricky's gas problem would be an issue in the car. Andrew quickly came up with a protocol, which involved swiftly winding down all the windows in the car on the motorway to blast the smell out. This happened on a number of occasions, and I daresay I did help with some of the gas.

We stopped for a giant RATP breakfast at a service station supermarket thing. After chowing down on bacon and eggs and such, we tweeted about the food using #ratp, so the french transport company would re-tweet the fact we just ate a fry up to all its followers...

When we arrived at Reading, first impressions were that it was very nice. The campus was good, and the facilities all looked great. We went to pick up some information and went our separate ways to the various institutes and departments that we were looking into studying under. Long story short, I went to the teaching and Art departments, and it was all satisfactory.

I met back up with Ricky and Wade at the main info bit, and we waited for Big G and andrew to get back from their talk. It emerged that Ricky was no longer interested, as his filming course involved a year of compulsory theatre. And unless that theatre allowed him to just do the 'get-away-bugs' move back and forth across the stage, there was no way.

While waiting for Big G and Andrew (still...) me and Ricky played a game where we did silly voices for members of the public from on top of the balcony (hey... this isn't the supermarket...)

We then contemplated how difficult it would be to go up to the Geography table and say, straight-faced, that we loved geography. We all agreed that it was impossible.

We then "bought" some tea. Well, to be fair, the system in place in the tea shop was so bad that the staff had no idea whether we had bought tea or not.

On the way back home, after more gas from ricky, we stopped off at Cribbs Causeway. There, Wade cleverly took control of a computer in a shop to take a picture on daily booth (something i apparently have to get) of us in the shop.

So there we are, hangin out in a Currys shop. How very amusing of us.
We then played pokemon all the way home with the history of britain on a CD. What a day.