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Sunday, June 22nd, 2014

Woke up to check out to check back into another room. Out hostel has a very nice staff but is the kind we definitely brought our sleep sacks for…

We started the day by walking through the Las Rambas looking at different street venders as well as the costumed street characters. If you give them a little money they come to life for you!

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La Sagrada Família is a really cool structured cathedral. Too bad it’s mostly under scaffolding.. I think it had more this time than the last when I was here with my dad!

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We grabbed some fruit and sat in the park out front until going on a long trek beside the beach. Can’t wait for tomorrow! Afterwards we grabbed a late lunch, walked around the city (more like got lost around the city) and hiked up towards park Güell.

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If y’all don’t know what it is it’s an awesome mosaic park created in 1900. Last time when dad and I were here it was free… I liked it better when it was free.

Afterwards we may or may not have gotten a little lost, grabbed dinner and dessert (finally got a crepe!) now just watching the American vs Portugal football. Finally tied it!! Come on USA!

So I think I could do hostels again… Kate is never traveling again unless its first class (or she has to)

Home soon.
-kk

P.S. Postcards didn’t really work out everyone… I am sorry! they were either really expensive or I didn’t exactly have time. Also,I am terrible about finding the post.


Soccer… And Stuff

Sunday, June 22nd, 2014

It gets to dark here, so late.  It’s 10:26 now, and I still feel as though there are the last fading remnants of the light’s last rays showering the landscape.  It’s really quite beautiful.  Things are going well.  And HEY, the US beat GHANA.  And WHOA, Germany TIED GHANA.  I’m no Soccer expert, yes, I said Soccer, but it’s rather suspicious that GHANA tied Germany, yet LOST to the US.  Let’s just hope we beat Portugal…

That’s actually something I want to talk about.  Europe’s infatuation with Soccer.  Now, before I begin, let me get one thing straight: I don’t enjoy watching ANY sports at all.  Period.  SAVE one instance: US college Basketball, and that’s ONLY when Kansas University is playing in the PLAYOFFS, and that’s because both of my parents went to college there.

But with Soccer…  I mean, shit…  It’s just like…  Oh God, that guy just kicked the ball to another guy.  And…  Then that guy get’s it, which is so interesting.  And then he dribbled with it for a tad, and then maybe he’ll kick the ball.  Oh wait, he did.  I guess that’s worthy of a round of applause?  I just don’t get it.  Soccer, of all sports, makes BARELY more sense to me than baseball.  At least I like Soccer more than fucking baseball…

Jesus, everyone here is freaking out about the world cup.  I watched the Germany vs. Ghana game yesterday at a bar, and whenever Germany scored/got scored on, everybody FREAKED THE FUCK OUT.  It’s just like…  Shit, it’s just a game.  I’m not pretending us Americans are better than that nonsense.  I mean, people RIOT when the Lakers win the fucking NBA championship.  But still, it’s ridiculous.

To set that aside, I’m drinking tea, now.  I started drinking tea, because I’ve had the Black Death for the past week and a half.  You know, that disease that decimated about 1/2 of the entire middle ages population?  Yeah, that’s the one I have.  I’ve been throwing up a lot, my head is killing me, and my throat feels as though someone is CONSTANTLY choking me.  It’s awful.  So tea seemed like the obvious solution.  And it has been nice!  Thanks for the insight into the name, “Salbei” by the way, Professor Rotter.  I feel like I should have looked that name up and figured it out myself…

I’m actually almost done with my time here.  School’s over in 5 weeks, I’m leaving in 6.  I’m not going to lie, I’m not going to be sad when I leave.  But I won’t be happy, either.  I feel like all of my posts thus far have been misleading, in that I won’t be happy, either.  I never hated Germany.  It wasn’t their fault.  It was my own nature’s fault.  And it was Sami’s fault.  But I don’t regret coming.  I really don’t.  I’ve become a lot closer with my friends here, moreso than I thought I ever would.  And Sabine has shown me a lot more of the city that makes me appreciate being here a lot more than I thought I could.  I still think that “Travel is a fool’s paradise,” and I’ll think that until I die.  But I also think that travel is fun and meaningful when you have people to do it with, and that’s what I’ve finally found.  And I’ve finally reached a comfort level worthy of that.  And so…  I’m happy.  It’s been 4 fucking months, but I’m there.  And that’s an accomplishment.

Professor Rotter, how does it feel to read a post by me that is actually happy?

Quick (Sick) Update

Sunday, June 22nd, 2014

Hello lovebugs.

Just a quick update for you: I’ve been spending the weekend resting. Stonehenge was beautiful, as was the city of Glastonbury we visited afterward. I will post pictures in the coming week.

For now, my under-the-weather self is working on a paper for my Utopia/Dystopia class comparing Thomas More’s Utopia with William Morris’s News from Nowhere. But it’s a homework day for a lot of people around here, so it’s nice to be in miserable company.

Tomorrow starts the third week of classes. WHY DOES TIME FLY BY ME SOOOOO????

Oh, and in happy fun-time news, my best friend Katherine (who is studying in France at the end of the month) will hopefully be joining me July 10th to go see Martin Freeman perform in Richard III! :D

Hola from Barcelona!

Saturday, June 21st, 2014

Thankfully waking up wasn’t too bad today. We got up bright and early at 5:40 to give ourselves enough time to pack and get to the station. We had to walk it because the buses weren’t running yet. Any other given situation this would have been perfectly fine; however, cookie has a lame wheel and has been quite the struggle bus. She was a trooper though and made it with only a couple tantrums. At least this is our last real travel day…
[[ I don’t want to leave :( I couldn’t et over how blue the water is and the constant view of the alps surrounding you. The town itself is super relaxed and laid back with tons of adventure sports to do! Just another reason to return again]]

So we were doing fine hoping train to train until our third one just randomly decided to stop in Grenoble… And not leave. The train strike finally caught up with us and ours refused to go any farther. For those who are wondering, Grenoble is not the most bilingual French town… Thankfully we were able to get what we wanted across and find another route to Barcelona that actually gets us earlier than before!

Now train travel only expands from 7:00-20:45 which for all you Americans means 7am to 8:45pm.

Being lucky as were are, our reservations sat next to the creepiest and smelliest two guys on the 4 hour train. Winning…

Finally made it to Barcelona! We had to go up this super steep hill to get to our hostel though… cookie wasn’t feeling it and neither were we. We definitely are feeling that hike today. The weather is so nice here… like we are so not use to it. Finally could wear a dress and be completely comfortable! We were so happy because we even got a late dinner out/ gelato and ate it out in one of the squares watching all of the locals hangout while we practiced our own spanish. (I am a wee bit rusty but holding up there)

Can’t wait for the warmth tomorrow!

-KK


My Mind has NEVER been healthier.

Saturday, June 21st, 2014

This traveling thing… IS AWESOME.

I went from having never been off of the East coast to seeing (what feels like) every corner of England in two weeks.

I feel fantastic.

I am also having to embrace these two drastically different cultures, at the same time, and keep my ducks in a row.  I would say that I am doing very well. The best part is, I haven’t had a mental break down yet. I haven’t ate an entire pie, or punched any walls, or drank a whole bottle of vodka due to stress. (yes, unfortunately, these three things have been my go to options for dealing with stressful situations in the past) I have been drinking in moderation, finishing my work, and have little time to eat more than a tiny portion for each meal.

Also, this trip has proved that even in completely different environments with people I don’t know my personality is a keeper. I have always been a very different soul. I believed that they few close friends I have acquired over the years were only inclined to like me because they were as equally crazy and weird and messed up as I am. However, even the sorority girls enjoy my presence. I’m in a great place for finding the deepest parts of myself and realizing what I value about my personality. Like I have said, the mind must be healthy in order for the body to stay equally fit.

My runs keep slowly turning into 8 mile hikes around the city. Which I love. So my exercise front is going really well. This week a girl from my house and I are going to hit the gym! I need to lift some weights other than my shopping bags.

 

Now… FOOD.

“Everything in moderation” American’s are not doing it right. We think moderation is one whole pizza in one setting then no more pizza for a year. WRONG. Europe has their food game together. I am literally eating my way through Europe. I will try everything and anything.  St. Ives played host to me making my way into every interesting shop and asking them “What are you famous for?” boom. I tried some great stuff, just a couple of bites then gave the rest away. Healthy moderation= happiness and a yummy experience.

I will once again leave you will some of my documented food conquests.

Until next time, toot-a-loo.

M&S croissant (freshly baked), ham (that my favorite deli lady cut for me right off the bone),  and a free range egg... uhm. yes. so much yes. I had this for lunch one day last week.

M&S croissant (freshly baked), ham (that my favorite deli lady cut for me right off the bone), and a free range egg… uhm. yes. so much yes. I had this for lunch one day last week.

 

My new favorite, Cream Tea.

My new favorite, Cream Tea.

学很多中文 , 教学生怎么说英文,演出 莎莎舞, 在中国电视我看 Conan the Detective 和 Tom and Jerry Kids 了

Saturday, June 21st, 2014

So, what does that title say?: “Learned a lot of Chinese, Taught English to Students, Performed a Salsa Dance, and Watched Conan the Detective and Tom and Jerry Kids on Chinese Television!

It is early Saturday morning and I have a chance to reflect on my Friday – that I enjoyed thoroughly…now that I have been able to begin Operation: Make Up for Two Weeks of No Sleep, of course! Friday must be broken down into four parts.
Part 1: Four hours of class – as usual! Part 2: Teaching English at a rural school! Part 3: Salsa/Zumba dancing for the Welcome Ceremony! Part Four: Watching Conan the Detective and Tom and Jerry Kids

So…Part 1:
Friday, as usual, was four hours of Spoken Application, Spoken Development, Reading, and Composition. These four hours are always unbelievably tiring! I was using my last bit of strength to get through the day. My Composition course was interesting today… 老师had a lot to say about the Chinese government. She expressed embarrassment that she had gone on a tangent. I, specifically, was surprised that she told a bunch of Americans all of that. 很有意思。。。”very interesting…”. I think we were all wide eyed over that one.

Part 2:
Right after that, the CLS (Critical Language Scholarship) Program students went to teach English in a rural Chinese school. Goodness! The children were around…10 -12 years old. EVERYONE was staring at the pack of Americans just walking through the plaza. I love children! It’s those combined looks of confusion, intense curiosity, and nervousness that make children prime for learning …particularly since, more often than not, the intense curiosity overcomes the nervousness/fear. Something as simple as asking 你叫什么名字?”What is your name?”and introducing yourself in their language just diminishes so much of the nervousness…and then these curious young minds start slowly taking steps towards these smiling foreigners…wondering (I’m sure)…”are these the 美国人 (Americans) they told us about? They don’t look it.” Haha!

On the playground, we (my fellow English teacher, Hiram Rios, and myself) were soon surrounded by a large mass of kids speaking all at once. There was one young man and young woman, in particular, who were both overflowing with questions. The young boy asked if I was African. Haha! In Chinese, I told him that my parents are from Ghana but my younger siblings and myself were born in America. Hiram helped me to explain in more detail. As I’ve said…it’s definitely a process learning how to explain more about who I am as an American. Based on the thoughtful expressions on their faces after the explanation, I have some room for improvement. Haha! But they were absolutely fascinated by the answer.

Quite honestly, I felt a bit nervous too… it is NOT easy to use Chinese in an immersive setting…but you realize that that is really your ONLY option. There is a completely different connection that you, as a foreigner, can make with people all around the world when you can speak THEIR language. Another blog will explain the hard time I’ve been having with the speaking and listening…they aren’t my strongest skills, but I love talking to the people. The reality is that both ARE getting better…slowly…but they are because I am not supposed to speak English because of the language pledge. Our resident director is very particular about that – and that is an understatement. I have to be mindful at all times and catch myself when I automatically want to respond in English.

At the school, I had to remind myself of what an ambassador told me once… signs of greeting are universal. So I SMILED to death! It doesn’t matter if your black, blue, purple, yellow, green…and all of the colors of the rainbow combined…EVERYONE recognizes a smile and a laugh and a welcoming demeanor, particularly children. I smiled when I approached them and they backed away from me. Smiled when I stopped and just stood there smiling and then asked them their names in Chinese. Smiled as they creeped closer to me, letting their curiosities get the best of them. Goodness…can you tell I love kids?! My smile quickly became more natural.

Before we knew it, the kids were just packed tightly around us talking all at once. Some would run up to me and say “hi” and then run away, then come back and keep talking. Before we knew it, we were all taking photos, throwing our arms around each other liked we’d known each other for more than 30 minutes. Later, Hiram and I were waiting in the hallway outside of our assigned classroom and all of these students are looking at us standing there, waving at us. We waved back at every one of them. Two young ladies came up to us and gave us extra ice cream that they had. We melted completely! These kids are not middle class but they were willing to give us the extra ice cream that they had just to make us feel welcome.

You know…it is amazing how the status of the teacher in China (and in many parts of the world) is much more highly revered compared to teachers in America. This is a sad, but true, reality. Here, in China, you never WALK by your professor in the hallway without addressing them. You NEVER address them by last name, as we tend to do in America. I remember, in Dr. Lester’s Politics and Religions course, we discussed how American students address their professors compared to students in other parts of the world. Often we hear students calling to their professors, “Hey, Lester!” Instead of “Hello, Dr. Lester.”

It’s very true…coming from a Ghanaian background, a sign of respect is to always refer to your elder as ‘Uncle’. I remember a professor invited me to refer to him in a very casual way and my first reaction was “no, no…”. It was very non-negotiable to me to refer to a professor as anything other than “Dr.____” etc etc. I have learned something quite interesting though… I believe, in some cases, when you have formed a solid foundation with a professor and really have a friendship with that professor, you can refer to one another on a less formal basis …but there is still that mentor/mentee relationship. You continue to respect that person as someone who can provide you advice and they have a mutual respect for you as someone coming into their own and ready for the trials and errors that it takes to grow. It is a bit more complex in America….but you know when it feels right to do so or to decide against it.

That aside, in other countries…you never blend the friendship/teacher relationship. For example, in Taiwan… my tutor was younger than I – but she was my tutor. She was very serious about keeping that line between friendship and teacher completely separate! Told me that directly when I had a moment of ignorance and asked her out to lunch if she wasn’t busy. Haha! I might have been raised with Ghanaian values but I have still been cultured a certain way in balancing being Ghanaian and American. From that interaction, I found that I have to routinely remind myself that “ok…some things are non-negotiable in this setting.” We became good friends AFTER the program was over and speak to each other less formally…but I still feel like she is my tutor when she tells me that my Chinese is not as good as it was before. Haha!

In China, you ALWAYS greet and thank your professor. Our resident director, 李老师 (Professor Li) is sure to ingrain that in our heads. A few of us messed that up one morning…and that afternoon he said, “I was thinking, “Do I look like a student to them?” I’m sure no one forgot after that! You never pass a professor in the hall… you MUST say 老师好 Laoshi hao! “Hello teacher” and早 “Good Morning”. Also, when your professor enters the classroom, you say 老师好 again. You do NOT just sit there and not greet the professor. Period. Also, Chinese teachers give criticism of your performance in front of everyone…there is no, “we’ll talk after class so that I can give you an overview of your performance.” You have to acknowledge that you are thankful for the information when you are being criticized…you don’t debate it, you accept it, and show thanks.

I will never forget my first day of class… I performed terribly. TERRIBLY! 王老师 (Professor Wang), in front of everyone, told me that I had received zero points for the day because I could not recite the dialogue. I remember my face BURNING in absolute terror and embarrassment. I was already struggling with the fact that I hadn’t been in a Chinese class for a year and now I was being criticized in front of everyone. I am going to be 100% honest about how I was thinking about this…I’d just graduated with more than several honor societies cords around my neck. I’d received a Fulbright, the Boren, and more than 15-20 other scholarships, I had great work ethic, diligence, and perseverance…and I was being told that I was receiving zero points.

Quite honestly…that tore my pride TO SHREDS. The rest of that week, I felt a stress to make up for that in a way that I cannot even begin to describe. That story is for another blog. Either way, I had to take a step back and think about a different perspective…the reality is ( and I have always known this), that my achievements in college are not going to guarantee that I master Chinese…a foreign language is a foreign language… none of them are easy to learn. The end and period. I had to keep telling myself that…because as someone who is always organized and prepared… that thrashing scarred me for life. I had to keep the straightest face possible when I said 谢谢老师 “Thank you, laoshi.” I just don’t believe in making  a first bad impression…and that’s what happened.

Different than it is in America, huh? Yes…very much so. This new way of teaching puts on the pressure to be prepared in class, that’s for sure! I will say…by last Friday, 王老师was very impressed by my improvement. She knew I was working to death to do better. One night, I remember 李老师 told me to stop being “so fragile,” that I needed to accept that I was going to make a lot of mistakes and that making mistakes is exactly what I am here to do. I keep telling myself that I did not expect perfection, but to an extent…I likely did. I am a perfectionist…I have struggled to be where I am now but I have forgotten that there are fifty million more hills for me to climb in my future. The show never stops when it comes to that… it will always be about how I decide to approach the challenge that will determine my success in the future. I entirely believe that…and so I have been reminding myself of that fact.

Now…in our class, Hiram and I introduced ourselves to our students in Chinese. Then we reintroduced ourselves in English. We instructed our students to refer to me as Miss 马 (Miss Martey) or 马老师 (Teacher Martey) and Hiram as  刘 老师 (Teacher Rios). We told them that we are here to be their English teachers and asked them how long they’d been learning English. Four years! This makes me reflect back to Mr. Craig Allen’s comments during the CLS orientation. Mr. Allen conducts direct trade negotiations with top leaders in China. He was very frank about the fact that America is at a severe disadvantage for not having language training at a younger age compared to other countries. These kids are the children of migrant workers and they are not middle class, yet already know a good amount of English. English isn’t even their first language.

To review English with them, we decided to draw fruits on the board and ask them what the English words are. What is absolutely universal about children is that they ALL have a sweet tooth. So, we encouraged their participation and work ethic by bribing them with 糖 “candy”! It was a fun class and the children definitely knew their English words! Afterward, we played “Simon Says”. To teach them the rules of the game, Hiram explained the instructions while I sat in one of the seats with the children and demonstrated. I think our willingness to stand at the front of the class and walk down the aisles and directly speak to the children in English encouraged them to be less shy about using their English.

We also ensured everyone participated by directly going to some students who seemed a bit shy. After each student gave a correct answer, we led the class in applause after every answer was given so that all classmates felt that they were in this TOGETHER.

Soon…we had to leave! * tear * We took final pictures and thanked them in English for having us. We passed out the candy to all of them. Each of them said “thank you” to us in English and I would respond with a “You’re welcome.” Goodness, they were all so adorable! It was such a great time and the students literally look up to their teachers. It was definitely a different feeling… I remember I taught diversity to students in Taiwan and it was the same exact feeling. They look up to their teachers and have so much respect for them. That is just magnificent!

Part 3 of the day…
Last night, Suzhou University put together a Welcome Ceremony for the CLS, Hong Kong, and Ohio state exchange to China programs. We were asked to prepare performances that emphasized cultures in our countries. Well! At the beginning of this week, Hiram asked me if I would like to be his dancing partner for one of the performances. I snatched up the chance! I just LOVE dancing and thought a performance would be fun. Also, I have been looking for ways to enjoy dancing in China… (Another blog will outline the, uh, trials and errors that I went through trying to find a dancing place. Yes…I will refer to those bumps in the road as “trials and errors” and leave it at that for now.)

I have always wanted to learn how to do salsa/zumba dance. Hiram is Puerto Rican so he knew how to dance to Latin music. He had two days to teach and and practice with me. Three hours per day. It helped – significantly – that I have always enjoyed dance because I was able to catch on to the moves quickly. Helped that I already knew how to feel music. Below is the performance! I am looking for better footage and a recording of the ENTIRE dance…once I find it, I will switch out the videos. This video doesn’t do that dance justice! I think we hit the Chinese members in the audience with a WHOLE lot of culture at once. We did a Latin dance but I’m obviously not Latino. The looks of absolute surprise were amusing but after the performance, many of the Chinese students and directors congratulated us heartily on such a great performance. It was a good time!

Most of the CLS students immediately went to Shanghai so only a few of us were heading back to the hotel. Most of us just needed the sleep – including myself. These first two weeks have been truly a piece of work in terms of adjusting and just figuring out what works for me, in general.

Now, Part 4:
Some of you may be familiar with the Japanese show, Conan the Detective? Also, remember the Tom and Jerry Kids? I ended up staying up and watching late night episodes of both on Chinese television! How cool is that!? I was just sitting in my room laughing because I haven’t seen the Tom and Jerry kids since…since I was a kid!  You never forget that theme song though… All of this Chinese I have been hearing has helped me to improve my ability to listen. I am really good at character reading so the shows had captions and I was able to read what was being said in the shows. Last week, I bought Conan the Detective comics translated in Chinese.

All of that aside…A lot of people have been asking me, “How are you liking China?” I’m adjusting…and that is certainly a process. I keep thinking that my former professor, Dr. Singh, was not kidding about the value of being able to show that you can live in different environments. As I am not heavily traveled, this is definitely not easy for me.

I have up and down days. Sometimes the constant staring is exhausting. Other times, I don’t mind them. (Yes, I know that this is a largely homogenous society…knowing that doesn’t make the hyperawareness any less tiring.) Sometimes I do not know entirely how to deal with just being here in general…but I know that I will not be home until May 2015 – possibly longer considering how things move along in that time.

So, with that said, I need to figure out what makes me feel connected here…also a process, it seems. This program requires the sacrifice of personal time…depending on what you seek to take from it. Four hours of class a day and 4 to 6 hours of preparation for classes. Also, you have to go out into the community and practice your Chinese…about 50 hours a week in all. What I have learned in these two weeks? Don’t sacrifice sleep for anything…that is a rule that I implemented in college and it certainly applies here. As 李老师 told me, “Don’t be so fragile” and “Sleep is essential to memory to learn Chinese.” Sounds like 101 info but it sure isn’t when you’ve been taken right out of your element and are just standing there wide-eyed.

Right now, more than ever, I appreciate being able to connect with my friends and family when I need it. Makes me very grateful that I took the time to get to know all of the wise people that I did while in college. They’ve been my backbone! :-) Haven’t contacted everyone but it is a great feeling knowing that I can any time that I needed to. The only people I need to talk to are those who understand how Shirley operates…haha, I know some of them are thinking, “Yup…she’s definitely going to learn some patience.” Haha! Yeah…so I see… I seem to learn the best when things are forced on me. 加油!My goal at the end of the day…is to recognize that I need to be patient but to make it a mindful adjustment to China’s culture so that I am not wasting valuable time.

Some people might advise… “There is no way that you can finish everything…” etc etc. I am not too concerned with what it makes me look like that I 100% believe that I NEED to figure out a way to balance intensive amounts of work. Every bit of this is supposed to improve my Chinese…I will work the entire two months to figure that out if I have to. I will continue to ask questions to gain as much understanding of what I need to specifically focus on to use my time wisely SO THAT my Chinese improves.

I’m here because I knew I was going to have to make some sacrifices…I don’t believe success comes with a foundation of half assing  (to put it bluntly) your work….of kinda sorta getting what is kinda sorta going on in class. I am going to an extremely intensive program after this… I better figure out how to balance this workload. I intentionally put myself through the shredder in order to learn this language. As I was told…there are people who know Chinese and then there are those who master Chinese. I intend to be in the latter category.

So let the struggle continue.


One more day in Switzerland!

Friday, June 20th, 2014

Unfortunately we had to cut Nice out of the travel plans. We were suppose to be going there today but we were both so tired of traveling and couldn’t justify going for just one day. Plus we had to figure out our final transportation to Barcelona so that would have took up half of that one day anyways.

We were a little stressed out this morning booking hostel rooms and train schedules but at least we got it done.

The rest of the day was spent walking around town taking in the views and relaxing.

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Not the busiest of days but we need all the rest we can get because we have a FULL day of travel tomorrow… 7am-11pm. -_-

Currently watching France CRUSH Switzerland right now in football.. so sad.

Miss you all!
-KK


Knightshayes Castle Photos!

Friday, June 20th, 2014

 

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Sadly, we were only in this castle for an hour, so we didn’t have nearly enough time to search the grounds, and no pictures could be taken inside the house. But it was a mansion in every sense of the word. Just stunning!

Time to Rock Out at Stonehenge!

Friday, June 20th, 2014

Hello all!

I apologize for the delay in posting. I’m afraid I’ve come down with a cold, and I’ve been resting in my spare time. However, no kind of ill mood could deter me from todays trip to Stonehenge! I will be sure to take pictures for you all. It is only a day trip, so I will be back to rest soon, and we have the weekend off!

This week was busy with schoolwork. I finished my Jane Austen paper to submit Wednesday, and then lead a presentation on Thursday! The benefit of completing this so early is that I only have one more paper due for the Austen course. My Utopia/Dystopia class is another story. We are currently reading 1984, which is so interesting! I feel I may be the last person my age to read this novel, but I’m glad I’ve finally gotten around to it!

I’ll post pictures when I return! <3

 

An Apology

Thursday, June 19th, 2014

Dear readers,

Yes, I know that I am about 3-4 weeks behind on posting another entry, but I have been extremely busy with classes and assignments that I simply have not had time to blog. I promise you that another post is in the works! I have started it, but still need to finish it…

I am travelling again this weekend, so you will have to wait a few more days to read about my adventures! They say a picture is worth a thousand words.. How much is 200 pictures worth?? :)

Thank you for reading!

–Nora