Week 3

Who’s late to post on their blog? Me! Who’s not surprised at all? Also me! Somehow the weekend slipped away, and while I did plenty of writing, none was for this. But anyway, rewinding a little over a week, here’s how my third week in the UK went.

I went into town with a girl from my Gender & Women’s Studies seminar last Saturday because it’s still getting colder and I very much need(ed) sweaters. She’s from the States, but is only here for a semester (or term as they call it here). I have yet to find, or hear of, any other Americans here for all three years. We ate some incredibly British food while sitting on the grass in front of the castle in town. Yes, a picnic in front of a castle. Casual, I know. Lancaster is a fairly small city, so we just wandered around, found a few sweaters, and drank coffee.

 (Why is every food wrapped in dough?)
Sundays are a day of quiet, and doing as much school work as possible before the week begins. This is not just my rule, but seemingly the entire campus’. You can walk across the square and not see a single person. It helps to have a slow day to get reading done for the first few days of class, because if there is one thing we’re not missing, its reading. So much reading. But that’s what you get when you choose two liberal arts majors! My flatmates and I did however, leave the comfort of our flat in the evening to go to church. The fact that there is a service at 7pm, at the Chaplaincy Centre that’s about 2 minutes away, and snacks are served, is a bit of the reason we stumble into the cold. It’s also nice to have a break from the brain melting hours of reading academic texts.

By now, things are beginning to settle into a pattern. Classes feel normal, clubs are sorting themselves out, all the textbooks have been bought. It’s nice for things to be in a schedule again. It’s not too particularly exciting, but its nice. I’ve found a favourite place to study, and have learned what sections in the library house the books for my subjects.  On days that I sit inside too much, I like to walk the big loop around campus, and enjoy the fact that it’s actually fall here. The leaves change and everything!

The weekend was incredibly quiet, but in the best of ways. I decided to join newspaper, and found myself with two articles to write this past week. While I began them during the week, the longer of the two took up most of my Saturday. But sitting in town writing about the beautiful new library wasn’t a bad way to spend the day if you ask me. Sunday was a simple repeat of the week before, and my brain was very mushy by the end of my Religious Studies readings.

 (for all the coffee shops in Lancaster, Starbucks will always be the go to for autumn themed drinks)

The only particularly exiting addition to the past week was the arrival of Flat Stanley! One of my darling Girls Nation friends sent a message asking for places to send her friend’s little sister’s Flat Stanley, and who can say no to taking a 2nd graders project for fun British adventures!

 England is wonderful, if a little cold, and continues to get better week by week.



Week 2

This was the first week of classes, and oh my was that nice. Its not that I disliked school before, but its much easier to adjust to life when you have something as constant and structured as school. English uni is structured so that essentially you only have classes based on your major(s) and minor(s). Its nice in that you don’ t spend years and thousands of dollars on classes you don’t need or want to take, but its difficult in that you have very few classes. By few I mean three. I have three classes. Well, I have three courses, each of which has a few lectures and a seminar, but in comparison to how many classes I would be taking stateside, my schedule sure feels empty. I’m taking classes for my two majors, Politics 100 (which includes International Relations) and Religious Studies 100 (Religions in the Modern World) as well as a class for my minor, which is Gender and Women’s Studies (to no one’s surprise). Gender and Women’s Studies has been my favourite, but I’m sure Religious Studies will be very interesting (we start with Hinduism next week). Politics has been okay so far, but how exciting can political theory really be?

The weather has been wonderful this week, the only rainy day was Monday (just in time for my morning class, of course). Its been sunny, although the temperature is in the 50’s rather than the 80’s like it is at home. On that note, adjusting to the use of Celsius has been interesting, its confusing to hear someone say that “20s are such nice weather”.

 (it’s fun to actually have fall weather in October)

There was a plant sale in the square this week (our square is actually named Alexandra {Alex for short} Square, which is both entertaining and confusing) and I picked these little guys because 1) I am notorious plant killer, so succulents are my only safe option and 2) they remind me of Texas (also please don’t get rid of Harold, Mom! I’ll find him a home when I come back in December). They don’t have names yet, but I’m sure they will soon. They’re hanging out with my lovely Texas themed stained glass (thank you Ms. Becca!) in the corner of my window.

 (there are a bunch of hydrangeas in the courtyard of my hall, that little guy on the side had fallen off and was too pretty to leave on the ground)

The intense craving for Tex-Mex is beginning to set in, and salsa is on my grocery list. At the top of my grocery list. I found a burrito place in town, and oh my I’m so excited to try it. Get ready family, I expect tex-mex the evening I get home.

People (from classmates to teachers to people in a shop) always ask if I’m homesick. I wouldn’t say I am, but I also don’t know if I know what that is. I miss my family, of course, and my friends, but I am still (overall) so happy to be here. Its stressful, difficult, and much harder than anything else I’ve ever done, but I don’t really wish to be home. I’m happy I’ll be able to visit at Christmas, but I’m happy to have a new adventure.
I’m sitting in the Learning Zone (big study space with couches and desks) at 10:00pm writing this, because I really like the feeling of being alone in here. It also means I get to use the big, pretty Mac desktops, which are just fun to write on. It is however, a Friday night, and I can see people walking past me on the window headed to bars, clubs, and other kinds of evening events. I can acknowledge I am a fairly boring Uni student, but I’m pretty happy on this side of the glass watching them. Maybe one day I’ll get the whole social thing. For now I’ll keep being quiet, happy, and slowly making friends.


Week 1

its officially been an entire week of living in the UK, and what a week it’s been. Adjusting to a new country (and very new climate) as been a challenge of its own, in addition to the usual first week of college activities.

It’s quite a bit colder in Northern England than Austin, Texas so the need for sweaters and multiple layers in early October is new and not very appreciated. Also, it’s only getting colder…I need to go shopping.

The first week of uni is “Freshers Week” where we have registration, a bit of intro to our classes, but it’s mostly about social things, joining societies, and as I have learned, a LOT of partying. British people are capable of drinking more than I thought was physically possible, and seem to do it night after night for an entire week. To no ones surprise, I have enjoyed a week of quiet nights in. Sorry uni, but clubs just aren’t for me

The other fun challenge has been cooking! Unlike US universities, most UK dorms are not catered, so instead I share a kitchen with 2 lovely other girls. I’m slowly building up my stash of ingredients, because when you have to carry your groceries on the bus and across campus you can’t buy too much at a time! Breakfast has been fairly lazy, but they sell Greek yogurt so really, what else is needed!

Lunch has been equally lazy, as it happens somewhere between 1 and 3, but hummus is saving me again. I bought 2 bags of spinach at the grocery store and the cashier seemed to think I was odd ??

Dinner is where I’ve tried the hardest, but I can’t say it’s been amazing. My flat mates however are a bit newer to cooking, so it’s been a learning curve for us all. Pasta has been a life saver, as well as soup.

 (Tonight’s lazy pasta with sauteed vegetables, featuring the terrible lighting in our kitchen)

 (I felt a little fancy last night and roasted some figs with Brie and honey. Definitely the food highlight of the week)

My first class in tomorrow morning at 10, and I never knew I would be so ready for school to start. This year is going to be so full of adventures, I can’t wait to see what’s in store.