So we have a photo contest at the end of term, and two can be submitted. I think these are my favorites of the pictures I've taken this term. they're all off campus. The first two are in Cardiff, the next two are in Oxford and the last one is Paris.
What do you think, or should I just not bother?

Lisbon, Brussels, Paris

I apologize for the delay in posting. Theres been a lot going on.

I went (about a month ago now) to Portugal. I went with Laura-Beth, we explored Lisbon, and we came back. It was really nice, actually, it was a good break from school and Lisbon was really chill. The weather was nice, the food was delicious and not that expensive, and the sights were good. There was a castle, a beach and a marionette museum. Also, the weekend we were there was the first weekend of Carnival, so people were walking around in costume like it was Halloween. It was really fun to see. Portuguese is a lot like Spanish, so I could read most of the street signs and things, and we were able to get around pretty well.
No country is ever going to be as hard to communicate in as Russia was.

Then three weeks worth of stuff happened.

Then we had mid-term break, during which the entire school went to Brussels and Paris for a week.

On the way to Brussels we stopped in several WWI sites, trenches and cemeteries and memorials, that sort of things. Apparently WWI is a very big deal for the Canadians. We've been learning about it, which is good, cause I didn't know anything at all about it before. I'm pretty glad the US isn't part of the Commonwealth, though. I don't think I'd like having to fight in England's wars just because we were once a colony. It really is interesting, the Canadians don't seem to mind, but there are two Pakistani girls here, and they really resent England's Commonwealth thing. One of the cemeteries we stopped in on the way to Brussels really clarified this point, though, there was a big memorial to missing soldiers from New Zealand. Why were people from New Zealand fighting in WWI? I didn't really think that was fair. Its the same sort of thing.

We weren't in Brussels for very long, and I had field studies, so I didn't really get to see that much of the city. I did, however, have a Belgian waffle (most outstanding food ever, the waffle is cooked fresh in sugar so its got a big of an outside crunch and its all caramelized, and then covered with chocolate, whipped cream and nuts. It was unbelievable.) Also, Belgian chocolate, and, believe it or not, Belgian beer, which isn't really beer, its fruit flavored. I had raspberry, but there were flavors like cherry, strawberry, banana, and honey. It didn't taste like beer at all. (I will repeat at this point that I don't drink very much at all and am actually like, the model good little girl. The beer had like 2% alcohol. Don't worry about it.)
Also in Belgium I went to the EU Parliament in Brussels, as a politics field study (not as interesting as the UN, let me tell you.) I learned things about the EU. It was good.
Then we went to the Royal Museum of Central Africa. It was less good. This was the museum showing all the things about the Belgian occupation of the Congo and Rwanda. It was pretty biased and very upsetting/depressing. Also, it makes a lot of sense why that part of the world is so messed up now. the Belgians weren't that nice to them. But there were lots of elephants at the museum, so that was fun.

Then Paris.
We stayed in a really nice hotel, not in the middle of town, but nice anyway. Laura-Beth and I had both been to Paris before, and so didn't go to any of the really big deal tourist sites. (I haven't been there in awhile, but I didn't like it that much last time, and so wanted to avoid the things that messed it up for me.) I went to the Musee D'Orsey and the Jewish History Museum (Laura-Beth's idea, not mine!) on the first day. I was less impressed with the Musee D'Orsey than I was expecting to be, but thats how it goes sometimes. The Jewish History Museum was really cool, though. It was geared at Parisians who didn't know anything at all about Judaism, rather than at, you know, old Jewish ladies, and so explained things and talked a lot about Jewish life in France, which was interesting. Also, it was in a really cool part of town, near the modern art museum with the sculptures outside it. The next day I did a "literary walking tour" around Paris with the English class (no, I'm not in English) and learned about F. Scott Fitzgerald and Oscar Wilde and them. It was a good time. Then we took the subway to Montmarte to see an old church, which was also interesting, in part because that area is so different from the part of Paris you usually see (Paris is set up kind of backward for a city. The center of it is the very richest, and than rather than people getting wealthier as you get out to the suburbs, they get poorer. There is a ring of slum-like areas around the city. Montmarte wasn't a slum at all, but it was much less upscale than downtown Paris.) Then back on the subway to go to a cemetary where famous people were buried (Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Georges Seurat, etc.) Also very cool. And your typical boat tour of Paris at night, featuring the Eiffel Tower and all the sights.
My last day in Paris was, I don't know, like WWII day or something. One of the history classes (not mine) went to the Shoah (Holocaust) Museum in the morning, and I got them to let me tag along. I hadn't known anything about the Holocaust in France except what I had heard from Boma (aka, not much.) It was interesting. The French government was very anti-semetic, and kind of welcomed Hitler's thing. The Nazis wanted to take the Jewish men and send them to the camps, the French government had to have days of negotiations with them to convince them to take the women and children too. What would they want lots of little Jewish orphans for? Still, the resistance movement was tremendous, and only 1/4 of the French Jews were killed. (Compared to like 90% in Poland and like 30 total in Denmark. Denmark is my favorite.) The museum was very well done. There was a lot of focus on children who were hidden and on the resistance. It was interesting. I learned a lot. Also, then I had a French Latke, which was basically heaven on earth. French food + Jewish food = yum. Its a simple equation. (The Shoah Museum was in the Jewish quarter.) I had a really good time in Paris. Much better than last time I was there. I'd go back again, probably. But it'd have to be a long time from now. Too much Paris isn't really a good thing.

On the drive back to the Castle from Paris, my history class stopped at basically a Nazi bunker. It was a WWII sight that they had turned into a museum. I guess the site had been used to research rockets, so it was really interesting how the museum was set up. They had the typical WWII Nazi paraphernalia, starving people in Auschwitz, etc. and then right next to that they had the Space Race. It was strange. I didn't like it very much.

I had, by the way, no problem getting around in either Belgium or France, because many of my friends speak French.

Midterm trip was good. Its back to the regular old, you know, thing now though. Theres only a month left of school, so things are getting kind of intense.
Next I'm going to Amsterdam.

Picture1: Laura-Beth and me overlooking Lisbon
Picture2: Me in Paris with the Seine and the Eiffel Tower in the background.

Oxford and Bath

Just a word about my weekend: It was amazing.
On Thursday my tickets to go to Israel in April got here, so I'm twelve kinds of excited for that. On Friday (we haven't got classes on Fridays, it counts as part of the weekend here). On Friday I was very diligent and wrote my Geography paper. Then my absentee ballot came (!) and I voted (!!!!!). On Saturday the whole school went to Oxford, which was amazing. It is actually one of the most interesting towns I have ever been to. The school was founded in like 1235 or something thereabouts. Every exciting Englishperson every lived there at one point or another. No kidding--JRR Tolkien, CS Lewis, Beatrix Potter(!). Also, we went to the Oxford University Press store and I restrained myself from buying a dictionary. It was pretty awesome, though. I ate lunch at a pub where JRR Tolkien and CS Lewis met weekly to discuss things. It was really...Well, cool trip.

After Oxford, a bunch of us took the train to Bath. I'm sure there are lots of cool things to do in Bath, and I went to see the Roman Baths Museum and walked around a bit, but mostly I went to the spa there, which was a perfect treat for me. And then I came back to school and now I have to go to class.

I'm going to Portugal on Thursday, so I'll post again sometime next week.

January

So, according to the blog gods, I haven't posted anything since I got back from Russia in November. I thought about it (and about my homework) and decided (obviously) that this was unfair to you, my faithful and loving readers. Also, lots of things have happened since November. I had exams, for example. Then I went home, and saw all of you, my faithful and loving readers, so you already know some of what has happened since then.

Since I got back here, two weeks ago:
I got back on Saturday.
I went to the SPICE GIRLS concert in London on Sunday.
I started classes on Monday.
Monday: Human Geography, International Politics, European History (20th c.)
Tuesday: International Politics, Ethics
Wednesday: Human Geography, Macroeconomics
Thursday: Ethics, European History (20th c.) seminar
Thursday night was Harry Potter theme night at the pub.
I went to Cardiff (capitol of Wales) from Friday to Sunday.
I had classes again from Monday to Thursday.
Thursday night was Future theme night at the pub.
I was in London on Saturday.
London Dockyards, London's fancy-schmancy financial/battery park-type district. Amazing. It was like I was in Chicago.
Today is Sunday.

As you can see, I've been very busy.
I feel that some of this needs a bit of explaining.

Why, for example, did I go to a Spice Girls concert?
Well, faithful readers, the fact of the matter is that I am a child of the '90s. Despite what preferences may or may not have been in the '90s, that is where my past lies. And one simply cannot recall that era without remembering the prominence of the Spice Girls. I never got to see a concert when they were at their peak. In fact, nobody in the states did. They split up just before their first tour. (One of them left, actually, they didn't completely split.) They were, however, all together at their reunion concert. It was in London, and it was simply outstanding. Their music is really... I won't say good, but it definitely is fun. The thing about reunion tours is that the band only does the music that managed to stay popular after an interim of however many (in this case ten) years. Therefore, all of the music was excellent, and I even knew...some of it. The concert was a very good time. I even managed to get to my first class on time (and awake) the next morning.

How did I manage to go to Cardiff a mere six days after my return to the United Kingdom?
Well, I'm glad you asked. As it turns out, last weekend was my one and only completely free weekend, and I wasn't about to spend it writing papers or something of that nature. So when Amanda asked me if I'd like to join a group going to Cardiff, all I needed to know was "where is Cardiff" and "How much is it going to cost me" before signing up. As it turned out, there were about 20 students from here in Cardiff last weekend, which was a bit much, really. They were all pretty cool people, though, several of whom I hadn't known very well before going, and we really had a good time. Cardiff is actually an awesome city. There is an unbelievable castle right in the middle of it, and it is home to the Welsh Assembly, which is a lot less impressive than Parliament in London, but still, its something. Also, Welsh people are very nice. We stayed in an amazing hostel, and got to shop at a little home-grown organic market. The whole weekend was lovely.

London Dockyards, you ask? How can you feel like you are in Chicago when in London?
Well, I'm glad you asked. The dockyards was a fieldstudy for Geography, which was quite interesting. The East and West India Trading Companies used the area for just that--dockyards (shipping, etc.) As the shipping industry changed and things began coming in big containers on barges, the industry needed to employ fewer people. The area fell into kind of disrepair, but through government encouragement and cheap land, developers and companies went in and now it actually resembles, I don't know, Battery Park or something like that. They were all North American developers, too, so a lot of the buildings really do look like something you'd see in Chicago. The field study was a good time, really. It was a good way to get back into the routine of having fieldtrips every weekend.

Next weekend: Oxford. Then, possibly, a weekend of me traveling to Lisbon. But I haven't booked the tickets yet, so who knows, really.

Photograph 1: (Left to right): Me, Jen, Erin, Marta, Bronwen and Meghan before the Spice Girls concert.
Photograph 2: The Spice Girls singing their official Spice Girls song.
Photograph 3: Laura-Beth and me, outside the Keep in Cardiff Castle.
Photograph 4: Laura-Beth and me, with a dragon in Cardiff Castle.
Photograph 5: The London Dockyards at night.

Life after Russia

Just so we're clear, I survived Russia and returned a week ago from St-Petersburg. I haven't said anything about it yet because of the rash of essays due last week, the last of which is a ten-page politics paper due this afternoon. It is finished, so now I can tell you everything.

Russia.
Russia was pretty cold, really. It was more of an intense experience than Rome, and I'm not actually going to go into detail here, though you should definitely ask me when you see me, I'd love to tell you about it. Everything was very...Russian. Also, we took the subway, and the subway stations were all Soviet, which was pretty fascinating. I'll tell you about it when I see you.
The pictures are: Rachel and me in front of Cathrine the Great's monument (which you aren't see in the background). Rachel is from Massachusetts, and is excellent. Then, me on a swing in front of the Winter Palace. Yes, it was very snowy in Russia. And then St-Petersburg at sunset. The building on the right is the Hermitage, the largest art museum in the world. It was pretty awesome. Also, this picture was taken at like 3:30 in the afternoon.

Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving was actually quite excellent. We had classes, which was fine because all I have on Thursday is History and we were looking at feminism, so that was good. Then I just chilled. I got dressed up for dinner and sat with several Americans. The food wasn't terrible. It was Thanksgivingish. We hung out in the dining hall for several hours singing Christmas carols. A few guys dressed up as Pilgrims and Indians. It was a good time all around.
No football, though.

Dr Bader.
So I went to a talk last night given by Alfred Bader, the man who bought this castle and gave it to Queen's. He was quite excellent, actually. A nice old Jewish man, like so many are. He talked about his collection of Rembrandt paintings, which he is leaving to Queen's. He was particularly interesting because he really isn't an art historian at all, but seems to genuinely love it, and talked about it with at least as much passion as Daphne (the art history professor here) does. Very interesting. Also, he was a real "the world is your oyster" person, which is a phrase that I interpret differently than how it is probably meant--Its not that all these opportunities are open to you if you're smart and go for it (which they are) but more about how global a community we have become, if that makes sense. Like, I can be in Italy, England and Russia in the span of two weeks. (And Sweden and Latvia, if we're counting layovers.) Do you know what I mean? Dr Bader talked about being in the States (he's from Milwaukee) and Amsterdam and here and Prague and Kingston... Because really the world is your oyster.
Anyway, Dr Bader was outstanding.

Exams.
So, this is the last week of term, followed by exams next week until the 11th, and then I get to go home. Its good, I'm ready for this term to end. Theres an end of term party on Friday, everyone is going to get dressed up. Things are winding down. This term went really quickly. I'm looking forward to next term, though, it sounds like the classes are going to be less introductory and more interesting, and I expect everything is going to be a little less new and frightening.

And yeah. I'm home on the 13th in the evening.
Which is in 18 days.
Woohoo!!

Rome

Rome was incredibly amazing. I went with my roommate, Ariane.
We ate well, we saw cool things...
Day one: We arrived in Rome around 9pm, we went to check in at out hostel, which was well-located right near the train station, and we went for dinner. I had lasagna and Italian wine. I still don't like wine, but the lasagna was outstanding. Then we walked a bit and went to sleep.

Day two: We woke up early and scurried off to the Vatican. We meant to go stand in line for the Sistine Chapel bit first, but we got kind of lost and ended up in St. Peter's instead. So we bopped around there for awhile, figured out that that wasn't where we meant to be, and went to stand in line for the Vatican Museums, which took awhile. Totally worth it, though. We saw the Sistine Ceiling and the Raphael rooms and art and things of this nature. It was a good time, overall. Then we went for pizza, which was outstanding, and then walked to the Pantheon, the Trevy Fountain, and to see the Colosseum at night. And had another pasta dinner. And then it started raining, so we got on a bus.

Day three: We woke up and headed to the Colosseum in a roundabout kind of way, via...everything. (We were given maps with important places marked on them when we got there, we went to almost all of the places that were marked.) Anyway, we got to the Colosseum, did one of those touristy tour things where they take you in and tell you about the places and you get to skip the lines, etc. Actually, the tour was really good. So we learned about the Colosseum and then about the Roman palaces and the Forum. And then we had pizza again for lunch and wandered off for shopping. We passed Gucci and Dolce and Gabanna and things of this nature. I don't really understand designer shopping, but thats how it goes. We ended up on top of one of the hills at sunset, so we could see the whole city. It was amazing. Then we kind of wandered back toward our hostel, had another pasta dinner with a really quite amusing Roman waiter, and that was that.

Day four: We got up, got on a bus back to the airport, went to catch out plane, but we had print-out tickets and the Romans didn't know what they were, so that was a bit of an issue. It all worked out though, and we got on. We get back to England and are diverted many times in the taking-the-train-back process. They're doing work on the trains, which is pretty bothersome. It took awhile to get back. Thats how it goes, though.

So, basically Rome was amazing. I think it was about the most amazing city I have ever been to.

Pictures:
Me outside the Pantheon
The Colosseum at night
Ariane holding the Colosseum, because she is cool like that.

Hallowe'en

I thought I should say something about All-Hallow's. We did a haunted house on Wednesday night in which each hallway competed against the other hallways. Ours was an asylum, complete with Nurse Ratchett and screaming people. We won for most creative theme. Then there was a Halloween party Thursday night at the pub. I dressed up as a chinadoll. It was very cute. The party was pretty good, too.

The picture is of me being a chinadoll.