Posts Tagged ‘weather’

Royal Holliday

25 March 2009

You may have forgotten, as I am prone to from time to time, that I came to England with the intention of, ahem, “studying” abroad.

So this fact re-occured to me, and then I looked at the calendar and realized that today was my last day of classes.

Well darn.

Just kidding. Obviously I KNEW that term was ending. This sounds very strange, because you may recall that I am here until June. 

Let me take a moment to explain this crazy British system of edumacation to you:

Term 2 (which just ended) is when the classes take place. Once a week for 10 weeks plus a silly “reading” week in the middle (11 weeks total), after which, many essays were due. Then we have this magical 1 month Easter vacation/”study” time. From April 27 until June, on four mystery dates that were TOP FREAKING SECRET UNTIL YESTERDAY, exams occur. That’s Term 3. Four days that matter out of a month and a half. Yay England!

In other charming campus news, I got hailed on in the sunshine last week, and also saw a dog eat a mole. Separate instances.



Snow Day!

6 February 2009

It’s snowing AGAIN (I think…the precipitation is a bit dodgy looking- it might actually be a snow/rain combo) , so I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to recount the experiences of my first ever SNOW DAY.

For those of you unfamiliar with the concept, a Snow Day is quite similar to a Hurricane Day in that school is cancelled, and it’s hard to get places, and the news media goes INSANE talking about it. Except instead of worrying about trees crashing through the roof or rising floodwaters, you frolic in magical fields of snow. With puppies. 


You think I’m kidding. But I’m not. I frolicked in that field (among others), and no joke, there were people with a dog also frolicking. The dog, not the people. The people were just sort of walking like normal.

I’m not sure if I’ve shared this with you yet, but everything in England is either exactly like a) Harry Potter or b) The Chronicles of Narnia.

So, in this particular instance, Snow Day=Narnia. We were in that snow field when suddenly, as if by magic, a mystical opening appeared in the bushes/fence that was THE ENTRANCE TO NARNIA.


Several epic snow battles commenced, including one that I would call “an attack by Savage British 1st years.” A whole gang of them came out of nowhere and rushed us (us being a small group of RoHo Int’ls peacefully frolicking) screaming like Anglo-Saxon warriors.


At one point, I believe the preamble to the Declaration of Independence was recited/shouted and there was even patriotic song show down between The Star Spangeled Banner and God Save the Queen.

BUT there was still opportunities galore for me to take artsy shots of snow. Many snowballs hits were endured to bring you these photos.



And you love these photos so much that you are just DYING to see the rest. Well, they’re right here.

Besides that excitement on Monday, the rest of the week has been really low key. Classes, cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping, hanging with my homies…All of the joy about the snow has turned into annoyance as a general sentiment about campus.

Tomorrow I’ll probably head into London, and hopefully the weather will be more favorable than it is right now. NEXT WEEKEND is going to be CRAZY brilliant though. Saturday, I’m going on a day tour of Canterbury and Leeds Castle, and THEN, a group of us is heading to OSLO, NORWAY early Sunday morning.



2 February 2009

I had just settled my brain for a long evening’s read,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But lots and lots of snow!!!

Snow from my window!

Snow from my window!


Still snowing...

Still snowing...

Note the decreasing definition between sidewalk and grass.

Note the decreasing definition between sidewalk and grass.

It's really coming down!!

It's really coming down!!


19 January 2009

Does anyone have any idea what this might be?day-11

As  far as I can tell, it seems like eggs and tea bags? (Oh JK…just googled boiled eggs and tea bags and they must be Chinese Tea Eggs) But it has been on the stove for closing in on 48 hours, and I’m a little bit afraid of it. Also curious enough to clandestinely take a picture of it with my iPhone while no one else was in the kitchen.

Today was beautiful and sunny! It did not rain or fog or cloud up AT ALL. So I took a walk around campus in order to hang out with my new bffl, Queen

She’s getting a little clingy though. Every time I turn around, it seems like there’s another statue/monument/shrine to her. QVic, come on, I need some space.

I also stumbled upon someone (I like to think it was the Phantom of the Opera, getting ready for his Broadway sequel) playing the organ in the otherwise empty Royal Holloway chapel. I’m having some technical difficulties with posting the video, but I’ll try to figure it out, because it’s pretty cool, if I do say so myself.

Tonight some of the Int’ls and I had a little take-out dinner party with Indian and Chinese in one of the girl’s flat’s. I was underwhelmed, but the prices were pretty good considering.

Tomorrow begins week 2 of lectures! Back to reading Mary Barton now. It’s a bit of a downer…so far at least 5 people have died of various sicknesses and ailments and other things that trouble the lower working class in 1830s Manchester.

Sunglasses: Day 6

14 January 2009


I almost had to dig out my sunglasses and wear them today. You may be thinking “WHAT? She needed to wear sunglasses in ENGLAND in JANUARY? Oh, what a world!” Now, don’t go getting your knickers all in a twist–I said almost. I didn’t actually. There were 2 sunbeams and a patch of blue sky hanging around for a little bit, so I contemplated protecting my senstive eyeballs from those piercing rays…then the sun set at 4, and everything went back to dark as usual. Crisis averted.

I had two more classes today. In British drama, we had to act out a scene. That was kind of fun. But then another Int’l and I stupidly stood outside Epic, our next class, for 5 minutes because we thought it was the previous class that hadn’t finished yet. So we finally went in during the tutors very very rapid summary of the Iliad, which made my brain want to explode a tiny bit. I managed to escape seminar without having to answer any questions (again…haven’t done the reading) but I did have to read a passage aloud about Petrolium or Petroclus or something. After, another of the girls in the class said to me “I never knew what people meant about the difference with the English and American accent, but now I get it!” And I was like “So sorry to trouble you with my coarse yankee speech.” No, what I actually said was something along the lines of “Oh hahahaha! Smile.”

Still haven’t sorted out the issue with my fourth class. I’m going back to the English office tomorrow to see if spaces have opened up in a class that I’m more qualified for. Fingers crossed!

New pictures! These are significantly less exciting than the Windsor ones, but they show bits of campus, Egham, and my flat.