After a quite Victorian morning of Darwin, Antiques, Violet Petal Black Tea, a Braeburn Apple & Jasmine Tart and American & French Jazz music of Old, I decided to collect my thoughts on this bright blue, crisp day.
My time in this country is closing quickly. In less than a month my period of exile from American soil, and essentially from American culture, will cease. I realize that I should have many more blog entries than the three here, but I consider my lack of online writing a testament to my "carpe diem" attitude of this adventure. The majority of the memories not captured in blogs are firmly etched in my quaint little journal that I adore, pictures, memories and that wonderful tool known as Facebook.
Studying for exams and cardio are essentially my daily routine these days. I am hoping that the way I am studying will be enough for good grades on my exams. It is my best attempt without driving my health and mental state insane. But at the very least, it is helping to erase that initial panic that was similar to that horrible night before the AP English Literature test.
It's odd that a lot of things from my past are emerging again to help me in the moment. I keep thinking of my Victorian Literature class and Darwin's choice of words as I read for Environmental Senstivity and Change. Art History is helping me as I re-hash French Gothic and Italian Renaissance in my mind, though not for British Architecture, made even more interesting as a first-time quasi-UK citizen!
Going to an International Day Ball on Wednesday! Though I do not exactly like how I look, I really do think that the daily running I am doing helps me feel mentally and physically better and is starting to show! And then Belgium, Brussels, Amsterdam and Manchester from Thursday to Wednesday evening! The difficult task of packing lays ahead of me. I am expecting a really interesting and enjoyable time; its a part of the world I for some reason have placed low on the list of travel priorities.
Yesterday, my fitness attempts were derailed as I first set sight on the Christmas Market on Princes' Street. It is a bit over-priced but it is so picturesque I am going to take a day and indulge a bit. Roasted chestnuts, mulled wine, my favorite swing carnival ride (made even better by Edinburgh winds!) and window shopping in the high-priced and beautiful shops nearby. Capping it off with the candy shop down the street - Rhubard Creams mandatory!
Sending love and thinking of the family and home wherever they may be :)
This writing exercise, tainted with Victorian prose, may have been an unwise choice in the pre-exam atmosphere of a university. It also may be in need of refining and downsizing (aka ego-diminishing).
But I am in a writers' city, and Darwin's undergraduate stomping grounds, so I have to start somewhere!
My time in this country is closing quickly. In less than a month my period of exile from American soil, and essentially from American culture, will cease. I realize that I should have many more blog entries than the three here, but I consider my lack of online writing a testament to my "carpe diem" attitude of this adventure. The majority of the memories not captured in blogs are firmly etched in my quaint little journal that I adore, pictures, memories and that wonderful tool known as Facebook.
Studying for exams and cardio are essentially my daily routine these days. I am hoping that the way I am studying will be enough for good grades on my exams. It is my best attempt without driving my health and mental state insane. But at the very least, it is helping to erase that initial panic that was similar to that horrible night before the AP English Literature test.
It's odd that a lot of things from my past are emerging again to help me in the moment. I keep thinking of my Victorian Literature class and Darwin's choice of words as I read for Environmental Senstivity and Change. Art History is helping me as I re-hash French Gothic and Italian Renaissance in my mind, though not for British Architecture, made even more interesting as a first-time quasi-UK citizen!
Going to an International Day Ball on Wednesday! Though I do not exactly like how I look, I really do think that the daily running I am doing helps me feel mentally and physically better and is starting to show! And then Belgium, Brussels, Amsterdam and Manchester from Thursday to Wednesday evening! The difficult task of packing lays ahead of me. I am expecting a really interesting and enjoyable time; its a part of the world I for some reason have placed low on the list of travel priorities.
Yesterday, my fitness attempts were derailed as I first set sight on the Christmas Market on Princes' Street. It is a bit over-priced but it is so picturesque I am going to take a day and indulge a bit. Roasted chestnuts, mulled wine, my favorite swing carnival ride (made even better by Edinburgh winds!) and window shopping in the high-priced and beautiful shops nearby. Capping it off with the candy shop down the street - Rhubard Creams mandatory!
Sending love and thinking of the family and home wherever they may be :)
This writing exercise, tainted with Victorian prose, may have been an unwise choice in the pre-exam atmosphere of a university. It also may be in need of refining and downsizing (aka ego-diminishing).
But I am in a writers' city, and Darwin's undergraduate stomping grounds, so I have to start somewhere!