Thursday, December 31, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Going home means something else when you've been unreachable by anything but boat or plane for multiple months. There's always been traditions upon coming home from school that have mostly involved cooking and baking and fires and movies, but this time it means more. Schedules become necessary as you try to fit in all of the things you want to do that you miss, seeing each friend you've made promises to, having lunches with old professors and bosses. But really, it all comes together without a plan, without scheduling, and everyone appears around an impromptu meal that you cook with bottles of wine being passed around all night and stories being told.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tomorrow will be my last real day in London before i head home for the first time in three months. This has been the longest expanse of time spent an airplane's ride away from home, which seems strange when i think about it for a bit. And it's especially new because it's the first time i've been coming back into my world after creating another little home in a foreign country. Sure there are bits of familiarity, a deer and rooster figurine that have made their way across an ocean, and friends who've ended up here as well, but nothing comes close to the feeling i'll get when i hear that click of the sunroom door, the sight of lily coming bounding in through the living room, my room with a big bed. I love you london, but man alive, i need to go home. America, i miss you.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
This is what the night looks like when i wake up sleepily, emerging from my room and into the kitchen. Through a big window there are these buildings that get bathed in different kinds of light depending on the day. Crisp, blue-sky light in the morning, golden light in the afternoon, and orange light cast from streetlamps once the sun has set. This is what i see at night and it always somehow looks like a dream.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
So far in london i've had some big firsts. They might look small to you, but i think they're a pretty big deal. Most of them are culinary. See for yourself.
+ ate a crumpet.
+ tried fish and chips.
+ tried marmite both on toast and in twiglet form, and liked it.
+ took a bus, in a city, by myself.
+ learned how to poach an egg.
+ ate a soft boiled egg out of an eggcup.
+ witnessed a tea cozy being used, without it being a kitschy joke.
+ made a key lime pie.
+ was in charge of thanksgiving.
+ read a lot of nineteenth century french texts.
+ saw not one, but two, english soccer games.