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Today, I watched through the library window how a police patrol told people sitting on the sidewalk to scatter.

The San Francisco Police Code actually forbids sitting and lying on the public sidewalks between 7 am and 11 pm.

I feel so safe now.

Maybe the police could next to something about the drug deals and robberies happening on the same block.
After seeing the admission fees of the museums in San Francisco, I made a list of all the free admission days they have to offer. Since a few different places have decided that the first Tuesday of the month is a good day for free admission, that meant I got up early (okay okay earlier than I would otherwise have) on the first Tuesday in October and took a bus to see what de Young has to offer.

Some poor fellows already know what it had to offer when they got hit by a wave of my snaps. My apologies for that.

De Young is one of the best museums I have been to. I have no idea how to describe the style but their website states it is a contemporary art museum. So let's go with that. De Young seemed to have everything from everywhere, and from every decade.

My personal favourites where the collection of Native American art, the (creepy) collection of African masks, and the special exhibition on Weapons of Mass Seduction: The Art of Propaganda.

I'm really struggling with how to add p…
Where did September go?

Apart from a few Mondays, time seems to be going really fast. I still haven't sorted out photos from our Highway 1 road trip and that happened a month ago. I will do it. Any day now. Maybe this year.

What have I been up to?

- I had a make-up class at my professor's house with dinner and wine. The house had the most amazing view. I also felt bad for the Uber driver for having them drive up the hill. Poor car.

- I met most of the LLM students when one of them organised a garden party in their back yard.

- I went to a BBQ in another professor's house (this is a strange country). After that, we went to see the UC Berkeley campus. That was a strange world.

- I turned 25. I feel no wiser.

- I took advantage of the free admission for the Academy of Sciences and went a bit Snapchat crazy for a day.

- I spent a lot of time in the library. I'm here right now. This is my new home.
For some reason I keep forgetting that I'm in the United States. It's a good thing they keep reminding me by having all these flags around.
If the professor writes on your paper "I love you dry sense of humor," is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Asking for a friend.
This is starting to feel like an actual university: So. Much. Reading. Okay, not even that much. But when for every class one has to read and understand ~50 pages of more or less legal text, it starts to feel like much.

For some weird reason I do enjoy this. Life seems very structured in a way: wake up, go to lectures, have lunch, more lectures, go to library, go home, sleep. And the more I'm going through this routine, the easier it seems.

(Remind me of this when the exams start and I turn into a stress ball.)

So, orientation week has been fun. There has been 176 different briefings on different matters, campus bingo, free ice cream, breakfasts, and lunches. This place seems to love bagels. I love free food. However, we have been told the flow of free food will not last forever. I guess that is how they lure us in.

Before flying, at least one person told me to never go to the Tenderloin district. Naturally, Tenderloin district falls right between our student residence and our university, and the university actually is located in the district. Based on these few days, I will avoid wandering around during night time. The street I'm taking to university is fine during the day though. (I do know that not all my mates agree with this.)

Next week is going to be the first week of lectures. We were kindly informed that in addition to the professors using the Socrates method, they usually like to ask exchange students a lot of questions. When I was studying in Germany, the most frequently asked …

I was meant to write when I spent five months in Nottingham but obviously that didn't happen. Let's try this again, shall we.

After a nice 11-hour flight where there was definitely not enough food, I arrived in San Francisco. Next four months are most likely to be filled with me studying, writing my thesis, and avoiding doing the first two. I am embarking in to the world of American law school in UC Hastings and trying to survive their use of the Socratic method.

My first experience after the plane landed was to queue in immigration for two hours. Luckily there is not a better time to listen to audiobooks and wonder if someone is going to pass out from the lack of sleep. The nice immigration person deemed me non-dangerous and let me enter the country. (Finding out that my suitcase had broken during the flight left me torn. Yay for travel insurance, cri for losing a companion of more than 8 years.)

Then I took an Uber to my new residence, unpacked, said hello to my new ro…