Greetings from the wet and cold UK!
It’s autumn here and it hasn’t stopped raining cats and dogs, particularly in Nottingham. But I’m not here to talk about the weather (though I find a lot of British who love to talk about the weather, I don’t know why).
The reason why I’m here is because I want to tell you guys that I have finally stepped inside the Devil’s nest, namely the Old Trafford.
I went to Manchester last weekend to watch my Nottingham Indonesian friends competing in Atdikbud Cup. Such a great opportunity, it was, to meet my other Indonesian friends whom I haven’t met since my arriving in the UK.
Finding myself in Manchester, I didn’t waste that chance to go behind the enemy’s line and went to Old Trafford.
Being an Arsenal fan myself, I found it quite weird to go on a stadium tour where my team’s competition has its home game. But aside from that, it was also a fascinating experience for me as a Southeast Asian girl who watched the Premier League only on telly.
I got to sit on the seats by the field where Sir Alex Ferguson was sitting during home games. I got to see and be in the ManU players’ changing room (in addition to sit in front of Van Persie’s locker and flipped a finger to his jersey).
Anyways, in regards to the city itself, Manchester gave a different feeling compared to Nottingham. It’s a big city, with big city’s typicalities. Not that it’s a bad thing, it’s just different. The pace is faster. The way its local people approach each other, and also foreigners, is somehow colder that in Nottingham.
But then again, Manchester is quite nice, even though I hadn’t had much time to go around the city.
I’m going back there again next month to watch a music gig, so maybe I’ll explore the city more at that time.
See you when I see you!