Onwards to the UK:
On the first leg of our journey we stopped in Glasgow. Our friend Amy had some friends, Tanja and Sam, who were kind enough to let us stay at their flat, even making us supper and breakfast the next day. We slept much of the afternoon since we had to wake up just past 4 a.m. Fortunately we did have time to visit downtown Glasgow with some more of Amy's friends, Andy and Gemma. Stopping at a coffeehouse, Melissa decided to see if they could make her a London Fog, which apparantly they haven't heard of in England. She even took it a step further and explained how to make it to the barista and she got what she wanted. That's all for Glasgow as we had to train out the next morning.

It was a bright and sunny (and early) morning that we arrived in Newcastle Upon Tyne, our new home. Unfortunately for us, we couldn't get into our hotel, so we tried to find a mall nearby, after a decent walk, we eventually found a huge mall/outdoor square downtown. Over the next few days, we would visit this mall over and over again. It seems like a day doesn't pass when we don't make the walk to go there. I think that's because a day like that
hasn't passed.
Going to the mall replaced our previous afternoon pasttime on this journey: afternoon naps. Although after getting into our hotel, we endulged in another one of those. Getting up at 4:25 and 5:15 isn't great for your system when you're fighting jetlag as it is. So you need a nap now and then.
First night was fairly calm, spent some time relaxing by the computer much of the night, putting some pictures on the computer and developing some interesting impressions of the "Geordies". Melissa was playing on her laptop by the window and there is a man outside the window staring intently at her. She is confused, but figueres he just wants to be let in to the hotel so she goes to the door and he tells her she is "beautiful". The Geordies have good taste in women that's for sure. The attraction to Melissa may have something to do with their own women I'm guessing, because the first night in our hotel we hear screaming and yelling. Melissa gets up to find out what has happened and well it appears there were two women in a room across the hall getting into a very physical fight over something or other. I never did get the courage to ask the hotel manager if he knew anything about it.
Day two wasn't all that eventful so I'm not even going to comment on it. Yeah that's the way I blog.
On the third day, we got to go on a train ride around the city. Why? Because we had the time to do it. We also got to stop in Tynemouth by the sea and that was pretty cool. Cool, mostly due to the gale force winds that were blowing through the city. One of the first things I noticed when we reached the castle on the coast was a group of young people playing...football? American football? Yes, and in a ravine by the castle. I told Melissa that if it weren't for my time constraints, I'd have joined in the game just to have a little piece of home. The castle was pretty cool to walk around, but we didn't have tons of time to see it before we went and visited our first flat.

It was a pretty nice flat: three bedrooms, fridge, beds, sofas, random pots/pans/cups, backyard, but the price was a bit more than some of the other places we had seen and responded to. So we said we were really interested, but were secretly hoping that one of the cheaper nice places would get back to us. They did.
They asked us if we'd take care and the flat and pay rent. We said we would. Next it got a little strange. Apparantly this person, an "Irish pastor", had a lot of problems in the past with people that came and saw the flat who didn't have money, or else cancelled appointments at the last minute. Since this has caused so much harm, before we could go and see the place we would need to transfer money to a friend and get them the receipt as proof. And this is all what her "lawyer" insisted upon. This all seemed perfectly logical, so I decided to go a step further and just throw all of my money in the river (note sarcasm). What frustrated us the most was on two other flats we got the exact same initial e-mail as we got on this one. I'm not really sure if there is any flats here in Newcastle or if they are all scams. In any case, we decided to go with the first flat, though a little expensive, we really liked the place and the landlord.

On Tuesday we met with Protocol Education to get oriented with the city and the organization, but mostly to fill out more paperwork. It seems like we'll never quite escape paperwork, in fact Protocol pretty much promised that we'd be filling out tons of paperwork all year long to get paid. One of my favorite things about Protocol is the mascots (seen above). For some reason I felt comfortable enough to act like one of them with the hand gestures and facial expressions during the orientation and I got the woman doing the orientation to do it as well. Hopefully that's a good sign of things to come and it'll be a great year at this job. That's the first couple of days in Newcastle and before you know it, we'll have stories about our jobs!