You're in the States. An open road in the land of opportunity stretches before you. A small piece of advice: Get on it.
It is all too easy to downsize to your own little campus and spend four years languishing in an obscure corner of New England, Chicago or California. This familiar haven in a terrifyingly VAST land (that actually boasts ranches the size of England) will naturally feel like a secure American home for you.
Don't let it trap you.
Presumably you chose to come to the States because you have either some sort of wanderlust or a sense of adventure (or, in the worst case scenario, a real hatred of the UK). Going to university in such a unique environment should not kill your travel itch. Give it free rein and make all your British friends truly jealous.
Your travels are made that much easier by the fact that your American friends will be falling over themselves to show you around their hometowns. The colleges in this book are not only popular with international students, they also take Americans from all corners of the fifty states. Unless you select your friends using geographical criteria, the chances are that you will end up knowing people ‘from California to the New York Island’.
And on such random American holidays as Thanksgiving, the great American hospitality kicks in for the poor abandoned Brit. Accept all invitations, exploit all the long weekends you get, and break out into as many of the fifty states as you possibly can.
The road trip remains a remarkable part of the American youth experience, and is highly recommended to any Brit who can jump on board. If you have a friend with a car, you're set. The sole problem lies with your own driving. Not only do you face the challenges of driving on the wrong side of the road, you will also probably find you are too young to hire a car. If you fail totally in chartering your own set of wheels, the ubiquitous Greyhound bus is more than adequate for the intrepid traveller.