I Need Jim
To tell me how to say cool shit in Gaelic so I could have a cool Gaelic subject, due to the fact that I'm in Ireland right now. The substitute will have to suffice.
There's another problem. I'm not really sure where in Ireland I am right now. The name of the town is Ballyvaughn, but that doesn't tell me much. I can see a bay that goes to the ocean, although I don't know if it's the Atlantic or the channel thingie between Ireland and England. Hmm. There's also some hill/mountain type things, which are made of rock. Everything's really old, except for the houses, which are all new.
So: Travelling is neat. You go new places and there you are. Context is not necessary for survival. Unless I have a lackofcontext breakdown. I'll keep you updated. Or look at a map.
Oh, and Ireland really is green. Even in the middle of December.
What else is new? I'm clearly babbling at the moment.
Ummmm, term went pretty well, I think. Sounds like I'll get an A in Greek, and my report reading for Texts and Contexts was pretty positive, so I'm going to interpret that as a possible A as well. Which would make me feel pretty good. Except for the fact that I sort of didn't do any work towards the end of the semester, which would make me feel a little guilty if I got straight A's.
After school ended I hung out in Oxford for a week with Jane and Edwina, attempting to recover from the last week of term, which was basically a 7 day binge. Oxford is insane. Then I went to London with Jane and stayed at my friend Samira's house, which was one of the best experiences I've had in England, but in a sort of subtle way. Her family are amazing. I absolutely loved every little aspect of staying with them. I didn't feel at all like I was an inconvenience. More that I was a member of the family, which is really extraordinary, when you think about it. It's also incredibly nice to know there's a house in a totally foreign country really far from home where you can feel that you belong, and can be both emotionally and physically comfortable.
The strangest thing is that I'm really starting to feel at home here, particulartly in Oxford, which seemed almost inconceivable at the beginning of the year. It also seems like I've been over here forever, which is alarming, considering I'm only a third of the way through. What's it going to be like at the end of the year? What's it going to be like returning to Minneapolis? I know it'll be amazing as far as people are concerned, but will I feel like a stranger in my own home?
Studying abroad really is the monumental, quasi-lifechanging experience people crack it up to be. That's my conclusion.
Love,
Katie
There's another problem. I'm not really sure where in Ireland I am right now. The name of the town is Ballyvaughn, but that doesn't tell me much. I can see a bay that goes to the ocean, although I don't know if it's the Atlantic or the channel thingie between Ireland and England. Hmm. There's also some hill/mountain type things, which are made of rock. Everything's really old, except for the houses, which are all new.
So: Travelling is neat. You go new places and there you are. Context is not necessary for survival. Unless I have a lackofcontext breakdown. I'll keep you updated. Or look at a map.
Oh, and Ireland really is green. Even in the middle of December.
What else is new? I'm clearly babbling at the moment.
Ummmm, term went pretty well, I think. Sounds like I'll get an A in Greek, and my report reading for Texts and Contexts was pretty positive, so I'm going to interpret that as a possible A as well. Which would make me feel pretty good. Except for the fact that I sort of didn't do any work towards the end of the semester, which would make me feel a little guilty if I got straight A's.
After school ended I hung out in Oxford for a week with Jane and Edwina, attempting to recover from the last week of term, which was basically a 7 day binge. Oxford is insane. Then I went to London with Jane and stayed at my friend Samira's house, which was one of the best experiences I've had in England, but in a sort of subtle way. Her family are amazing. I absolutely loved every little aspect of staying with them. I didn't feel at all like I was an inconvenience. More that I was a member of the family, which is really extraordinary, when you think about it. It's also incredibly nice to know there's a house in a totally foreign country really far from home where you can feel that you belong, and can be both emotionally and physically comfortable.
The strangest thing is that I'm really starting to feel at home here, particulartly in Oxford, which seemed almost inconceivable at the beginning of the year. It also seems like I've been over here forever, which is alarming, considering I'm only a third of the way through. What's it going to be like at the end of the year? What's it going to be like returning to Minneapolis? I know it'll be amazing as far as people are concerned, but will I feel like a stranger in my own home?
Studying abroad really is the monumental, quasi-lifechanging experience people crack it up to be. That's my conclusion.
Love,
Katie