Well, I'm alive, wonderfully unhungover, and not too jetlagged. Plane trips were... fun. Nothing special.
When I got here, Danae and Kara and Georgette met me and we went out to a pub for some fish and chips (YUM!) and then to Danae's flat to get ready to meet the boys for a few drinks at the student union for some cheaper beer (price, not quality)
Then we left to go out to a club and danced the night away before heading out to find an open chippie, but they'd closed early.