6 Weeks (ish) and Counting

As of next week I will officially have been here for 11 weeks. This means that as of tomorrow I will be coming to the end of week 10 of this semester. In Warwick our terms are only 10 weeks long and so I can definitely feel my body winding down to what should be the end of term. I am exhausted. Not least because my Beach Body class last night was super intense. So much so that I can no longer sit down without wincing from the burning ache in my thighs and gluts... too much information? Sorry!

The countdown for homecoming has most definitely begun and I will be touching down at London Heathrow in roughly 6 and a half weeks! Yippee! But do you want to know what I'm most looking forward to? Of course my family and my boyfriend* and my comfy bed etc. However, I am reallly looking forward to going to the pub. In particular, this pub: The New Inn.
Because I really, really like this pub, its cute and small and despite being called 'The New Inn' it is apparently the oldest pub in my home town, Salisbury. Oh the irony. I cannot wait to go inside away from the cold, to sit in front of the warm fire and to go up to the bar and order a really nice, big, juicy pint of cider. Or, my personal favourite, a vodka cranberry, with a hint of lime. My mouth is currently watering. I pledge that no matter how tired and jet lagged I am on the night I arrive home I WILL go to the pub and LEGALLY have a drink. That is my right.

* He's called Nick by the way. He told me off last time for simply referring to him as 'my boyfriend', apparently he has a name...