View from the Edinburgh Castle
20.11.04
19.11.04
Or Not To
To go to breakfast or to sleep
To have instant coffee or soup
To swingdance or go into town
To stay in Germany or hostels in England
To fly out of Cologne or Frankfurt
To spend more or do less
To email or to blog
To have instant coffee or soup
To swingdance or go into town
To stay in Germany or hostels in England
To fly out of Cologne or Frankfurt
To spend more or do less
To email or to blog
18.11.04
Do it
So, not to be making a shameless plug for my friend Chris down at Costello's on Broadway, but everyone needs to head there on a saturday or sunday to experience an English Football match. This is an experience like none other, and I know watching it from a warm, quiet cafe isnt the same, but do it anyway. On saturday past about 50 or so of us Capernwray students went down to Bolton for a Bolton vs. Aston Villa game. (To give you an idea of how intense this game was - both these teams are better than Manchester United this year) I would say, and every one here who I have spoken to would agree, that match was one of the most fun experiences of my life. So fun. You have to hear the chants and cheers the crowd does. You can get a flavor of it on tv; I watched some matches on tv before school started and even that's pretty crazy. I mean, you wont get to watch people escorted out because of fights or be enveloped in the great cloud of cigarette smoke, or anything like that, but it'll still be fun. Pretend we're all there together. Yaaaay!!!
16.11.04
I dont understand
Today started out so good.
I dont know what happend.
Okay, so I do know; I came to town.
I just didnt know that would cause such trouble. And its' really not that much trouble, it's just in my head, but still.
First, I got carsick on the bus. (Yall have no idea how fast they drive on these tiny winding roads). I got into town, went to Jessops (the camera store) and it turns out that they cant fix my camera - it would cost too much. Then the library had no available computers. (Good side to that - the library's open late on tuesdays so it's not the end of the world, as i'm obviously on one now) And then I walked into the Post Office to face world's largest queue. (Up side: I had a really kind person helping me. And it didnt cost me as much £s as I thought to send the camera home) I guess that's not too many bad things, but it was enough to make me just want to have a shop to walk into where I know someone and they know me. Or a Starbucks. I suppose Cafe Nero will do. Perhaps one of the baristas I've seen before will be there.
I dont know what happend.
Okay, so I do know; I came to town.
I just didnt know that would cause such trouble. And its' really not that much trouble, it's just in my head, but still.
First, I got carsick on the bus. (Yall have no idea how fast they drive on these tiny winding roads). I got into town, went to Jessops (the camera store) and it turns out that they cant fix my camera - it would cost too much. Then the library had no available computers. (Good side to that - the library's open late on tuesdays so it's not the end of the world, as i'm obviously on one now) And then I walked into the Post Office to face world's largest queue. (Up side: I had a really kind person helping me. And it didnt cost me as much £s as I thought to send the camera home) I guess that's not too many bad things, but it was enough to make me just want to have a shop to walk into where I know someone and they know me. Or a Starbucks. I suppose Cafe Nero will do. Perhaps one of the baristas I've seen before will be there.
15.11.04
"That's a pleasant thought for a monday"
This week's guest lecturer is speaking on Ecclesiastes. It reminds me of sunday school this past year. I opened to the first chapter and saw more than a bit of writing and thought of Temple. So good.
This week should be good - I have made a vow to as of now only watch movies on weekends. Last week was a bit on the movie over kill side. Heh. Woooo. We'll see how this goes. It must be the week for rules, though - we now have a Room 4 rule that it will be lights out and sleeping at 11:30 (AHH) and at least one clementine for Megan a day. (our dear Megan is "permasick" and we have decided our plot to make her better. Muahaha sounds evil, hey?) And (wow wel'l see at the end of the week how this all turns out) I've decided to try to not procrastinate on my next assignment. (due Thursday... does that mean i'm already procrastinating?)
For all ya'll in school - I do appologize for appearing to be having issues getting less than one project a week completed not at the last minute. Dare I try to say "but you have no idea what it's like here"? Too much fun and too much leisure time :D What can a girl do. (A)
Well, on the the being productive and responsible - I'm off to make a phone call.
This week should be good - I have made a vow to as of now only watch movies on weekends. Last week was a bit on the movie over kill side. Heh. Woooo. We'll see how this goes. It must be the week for rules, though - we now have a Room 4 rule that it will be lights out and sleeping at 11:30 (AHH) and at least one clementine for Megan a day. (our dear Megan is "permasick" and we have decided our plot to make her better. Muahaha sounds evil, hey?) And (wow wel'l see at the end of the week how this all turns out) I've decided to try to not procrastinate on my next assignment. (due Thursday... does that mean i'm already procrastinating?)
For all ya'll in school - I do appologize for appearing to be having issues getting less than one project a week completed not at the last minute. Dare I try to say "but you have no idea what it's like here"? Too much fun and too much leisure time :D What can a girl do. (A)
Well, on the the being productive and responsible - I'm off to make a phone call.
10.11.04
Allison The Stupid
So, I spent the weekend in Edinburgh, Scotland, where they have famous people with names like "Robert the Bruce" and other such names involving 'the' something. I herby dub myself Allison the Stupid because I, for a very very elementary reason, found myself unable to post on this blog for quite some time. It will not happen again, unless I have another memory lapse.
Heh. On a happier note, Hello to you all, I miss you. It's funny how here at Capernwray we all cling to eachother because we're together and everyone else we know is away. I realized it was like that when my Daddy Mark (the dad in my capernwray family) went to give a series of lectures on Corinthians at Bodenseoff in Germany for 10 days. My bros and sisters and I were so sad that he was leaving. And then this past week as we were all on travel weekend, not seeing Pamela (my roommate form Corvallis) was so traumatic. Hanging out with bascially the same 4 people rather than teh same 170 people was just insane. We all came back on monday night hugging and saying "I missed you so much!!" Heheh. Kinda pathetic, but hey - we're all we have.
I have found myself adjusting to England more than I thought. The money in Scotland, though it is the £, looks different and I was totally werided out by "different" money. And also I've discovered that I dont have to think about what side of the road to walk on. And I can tell where in England people are from by their accent, which used to be a challenge. And, most importlantly, I have learned to say knickers rather than panties, pants rather than boxers, and even More importantly, to say trousers rather than pants. Hehe.
Well, not to worry, there wont for a long time be such thing as a long post from me, as internet time is always lacking. Hopefully the next post will be Edinburgh pics.... Yeah, I think it will be.
Heh. On a happier note, Hello to you all, I miss you. It's funny how here at Capernwray we all cling to eachother because we're together and everyone else we know is away. I realized it was like that when my Daddy Mark (the dad in my capernwray family) went to give a series of lectures on Corinthians at Bodenseoff in Germany for 10 days. My bros and sisters and I were so sad that he was leaving. And then this past week as we were all on travel weekend, not seeing Pamela (my roommate form Corvallis) was so traumatic. Hanging out with bascially the same 4 people rather than teh same 170 people was just insane. We all came back on monday night hugging and saying "I missed you so much!!" Heheh. Kinda pathetic, but hey - we're all we have.
I have found myself adjusting to England more than I thought. The money in Scotland, though it is the £, looks different and I was totally werided out by "different" money. And also I've discovered that I dont have to think about what side of the road to walk on. And I can tell where in England people are from by their accent, which used to be a challenge. And, most importlantly, I have learned to say knickers rather than panties, pants rather than boxers, and even More importantly, to say trousers rather than pants. Hehe.
Well, not to worry, there wont for a long time be such thing as a long post from me, as internet time is always lacking. Hopefully the next post will be Edinburgh pics.... Yeah, I think it will be.
24.10.04
Sheets
So every other friday is our day to change our linnens. The instructions are to put them out side the door of your room to be collected. My (and Sarah from Colorado) friday duty has been to clean "The Zoo" (a room for about 9 of the coolest guys in school) and they leave us cool stuff. Im not sure who's idea it was, but they decided to make snowmen for us, leave "milk and cookies" (chips and water) and play xmas music off Josh's IPod. So rad. Gotta love it.
"Supper"
So, our meals at Capernwray are a little different than you might think. We have breakfast, dinner, high tea and supper. Supper is hot chocolate and is a very important meal. We live for hot chocolate. :)
Daveo
rain, rain, go away
Luke from near Salem... fellow Oregonian, inside... yeah.. heheh. (Good thing it's an Insurance umbrella. That's asking for trouble!)
football
Dominic from Germany and Chad from Virginia at the football game... Dominic as on the `rest of the world' side instead of 'europe' and causing trouble. lol
14.10.04
24.9.04
What is this Jet Lag Thing
So... maybe it'll hit me next week when school's started and I really need to stay awake. Or maybe I'm just not familiar with it. I thought before I came that jet lag would mean me being super tired all the time. Right now all I've noticed is that come midnight I'm wide awake. And come 7:30 I'm awake again, no alarm. I mean, I'd be happy if this is how I was all the time. It's pretty cool.
Does this mean that it still might hit me sometime? Some random day next week I'll just crash? Suckie suckie if that happens.
I think the only reason that this week is going so well is because of all the prayers sent out on my behalf. Usually I *really* dont like staying by myself, but that's been fine. And every day I've met at least one person who was really kind and friendly to me. And there's no other way I havent been smashed by a bus or a small, squirly car. (Eee)
Such blessings :)
Does this mean that it still might hit me sometime? Some random day next week I'll just crash? Suckie suckie if that happens.
I think the only reason that this week is going so well is because of all the prayers sent out on my behalf. Usually I *really* dont like staying by myself, but that's been fine. And every day I've met at least one person who was really kind and friendly to me. And there's no other way I havent been smashed by a bus or a small, squirly car. (Eee)
Such blessings :)
23.9.04
@ "Coffee and Click"
Earl Grey is much better in England, I dare say. Mmmmm. Not so sure about the esspresso, though.
So is club soccer - excuse me, Football. It plays late at night, and since it seems I can find nothing better to do than watch the telly, I discovered this great entertainment. (I'd say the club football is even more fun than the British Soaps...) Going to a match in person is one of those things I absolutely Must do before leaving.
Being a pedestrian, on the other hand, is not better. I am convinced that at the corners lacking the warning "LOOK RIGHT" or "LOOK LEFT" I will meet my end. Really. Pretty much every corner I came to in London had those warnings, but it didnt help too much, but the ammount of extreemely bold people helped my confidence to just walk out in front of the cars. The cars driven by ghosts. It always startles me when I glance into a car and "Holy CRap no one's driving!!" oh wait - they're on the other side.
I think counteracting the ever present clouds is the reason all the houses are red brick and all the store signs are bright colors and all the gardens have crazy amounts of random flowers. It has quite a good effect. When I look out my window over the hills covered in houses and churches, it is far from a dreary sight (especially since it's been sunny off and on) because of those brilliant red bricks and roofs.
Hearing strangers talk is also better here, thus far. That is possibly because I'm rather alone, but also perhaps because of the oh so fabulous accents. Accents is plural due to the crazy amounts of different versions of the British Accent. People living in a town 10 minutes away have a differnet one. Not to mention the huge amount of people not actaully from the UK who live here. I confused and was confused when talking to the different electronics store owners in London yesterday while in search of a part for my laptop. Was that ever good fun. More fun even than seeing the responses of people to hear that yes it is a long way, and yes I am walking.
People here always say 'girl' when they're talking to me. Does that happen in the States or do I just not notice? Do people call you anything?
"Are you lost, girl?"
"Do you have 30 seconds? C'mon girl..."
"Cheer up, girl!"
It's rather nice and not scary. (Btw, the second quote was from a guy on Oxford Street in London wanting me to fill out a survey or something. I just realized that it looks sort of frightening written down.)
I've discovered that being here makes me feel like a little kid. Everything is new and different, people dont understand me, I feel like I should hold someone's hand when crossing the street, I dont know what coins have which value right off hand, and I have to think a bit to tell time.
It's all a very good and pleasant learning experience.
(Btw, pictures will be in my gallery hopefully soon, but possibly not till I get to school...)
So is club soccer - excuse me, Football. It plays late at night, and since it seems I can find nothing better to do than watch the telly, I discovered this great entertainment. (I'd say the club football is even more fun than the British Soaps...) Going to a match in person is one of those things I absolutely Must do before leaving.
Being a pedestrian, on the other hand, is not better. I am convinced that at the corners lacking the warning "LOOK RIGHT" or "LOOK LEFT" I will meet my end. Really. Pretty much every corner I came to in London had those warnings, but it didnt help too much, but the ammount of extreemely bold people helped my confidence to just walk out in front of the cars. The cars driven by ghosts. It always startles me when I glance into a car and "Holy CRap no one's driving!!" oh wait - they're on the other side.
I think counteracting the ever present clouds is the reason all the houses are red brick and all the store signs are bright colors and all the gardens have crazy amounts of random flowers. It has quite a good effect. When I look out my window over the hills covered in houses and churches, it is far from a dreary sight (especially since it's been sunny off and on) because of those brilliant red bricks and roofs.
Hearing strangers talk is also better here, thus far. That is possibly because I'm rather alone, but also perhaps because of the oh so fabulous accents. Accents is plural due to the crazy amounts of different versions of the British Accent. People living in a town 10 minutes away have a differnet one. Not to mention the huge amount of people not actaully from the UK who live here. I confused and was confused when talking to the different electronics store owners in London yesterday while in search of a part for my laptop. Was that ever good fun. More fun even than seeing the responses of people to hear that yes it is a long way, and yes I am walking.
People here always say 'girl' when they're talking to me. Does that happen in the States or do I just not notice? Do people call you anything?
"Are you lost, girl?"
"Do you have 30 seconds? C'mon girl..."
"Cheer up, girl!"
It's rather nice and not scary. (Btw, the second quote was from a guy on Oxford Street in London wanting me to fill out a survey or something. I just realized that it looks sort of frightening written down.)
I've discovered that being here makes me feel like a little kid. Everything is new and different, people dont understand me, I feel like I should hold someone's hand when crossing the street, I dont know what coins have which value right off hand, and I have to think a bit to tell time.
It's all a very good and pleasant learning experience.
(Btw, pictures will be in my gallery hopefully soon, but possibly not till I get to school...)
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