Sunday, July 31, 2011

Steampunk, King Henry VIII, and Chronophage

Today was really cool because Hannah and I started the day off with a crafts fair in the market place at Cambridge. (Well, technically we started the day off with breakfast, which, yes dad, offered beans and toast and coffee, among other things. lol) Wandering around, I got to talk to a lot of very cool vendors who were interested to hear I was from California and subsequently proceeded to talk about where they had been in the United States and the differences between the weather on US beaches and the weather in England (although it has been sunny and warm as of late, it definitely isn't always). These two topics seem to be the exciting things to speak on whenever people learn where we come from. I think people are very eager to share their experience with the US and to see if we are familiar with those places in our country they have been. I also learned that we are not automatically assumed to be from the United States. One vendor initially asked us if we were from Canada. I think that my assumption that we would always be understood to be Americans comes from the US's relative isolation from other countries. We assume that people know where we come from because it is obvious to us and because we have not experienced the point-of-origin guessing that goes on daily here. Today I saw people from Germany, Italy, Japan, Britain, the US, Scotland, and a few countries I couldn't name. I heard languages from all over and fought to get through a very diverse crowd of tourists. This is definitely not something I experience every day, but it goes on in Cambridge all the time. The people who come to this market must have an amazing international awareness, something I would like to work on in myself.
Several of the vendors I spoke to worked with leather and had some very cool leather bracelet designs that I would love to try to learn to make. One of the vendors had been working with leather for twenty years. My most exciting conversation was with a vendor selling jewelry made from silver, resin, or amber. He had a section of steampunk-flavored jewelry called Impossible Fossils which made me extremely excited and got me into a conversation about the steampunk culture and events in England. Unfortunately, the events he mention were in September and October, so I guess I'm just going to have to come back for those some other year. The Impossible fossils were made of industrial grade resin cast into ring and necklace ornaments with clock parts embedded within them. I got one. :) I think the larger clock-piece looks like a plane, which is why I like it.





Another thing I am finding I love about the Cambridge atmosphere is the great numbers of street performers. There are so many musicians and performers, it is difficult to walk from one end of a street to another without coming across someone doing something cool. There are violinists, pipe players, guitars, bands, singers (some who can and some who can't), street musicians, and knife jugglers on eight foot unicycles. I'm kidding about the last one. Or am I? (see below)



Knife juggling Englishman on an 8ft unicycle

Cambridge market, or part of it


I also took a tour of the University and the surrounding town with my program. The tour guide was from Scotland and spoke like someone who was well rehearsed in what he needed to say. He told us about the history of some of the buildings (King Henry VIII had a lot to do with Kings College, Kings Chapel, and Trinity College, not to be confused with Trinity Hall). He also walked us around town and showed us a few of the cool sights, like Keys College and Clare College (where we are staying), where Watson and Crick were enrolled, the Cavendish Laboratory, where Watson and Crick discovered the structure of DNA, and the Eagle, the pub where they went after discovering the structure of DNA to announce it and likely get totally drunk. I ate dinner there- it was really cool. Not only does it have a plaque commemorating these two, the ceiling of the pub is covered with WWII graffiti done by American (mostly) airforce pilots who weren't sure whether they would come back or not and so left notes for future pub-attendees. As if this pub didn't have enough history behind it, it was also burned down once (before WWII) in a fire in which a woman died. This woman is said to haunt the pub and it is written into the lease that the window of the particular upper floor room in which she stayed must be kept open at all times, no matter the weather because if it is ever closed, the pub is supposed to catch fire again.

Courtyard at Trinity College

More of the Courtyard

Entrance to Trinity College

Due to a practical joke over 100 yrs ago, Henry VIII is holding a wooden chair leg instead of  a scepter.
WWII pilots graffiti

The Eagle pub
One of the bars in the pub

The inside plaque, very fuzzy


One of the other things we saw on our tour was a £1,000,000 clock which was unveiled by Steven Hawkings a few years ago. This clock is very, very cool. The three circles are supposed to represent the big bang and blue LED lights around the edges of these circles indicate the second, minute, and hour. The evil looking monster/insect on the top is called Chronophage, eater of time, and is based on a Greek myth. He actually walks along the clock, pulling it around (eating up time). He stays at the top and winks/blinks at you at random intervals 6 times per minute. I like him. I think he's cool. (Mom- there have been soooo many clocks that I know you would love this trip. I'm bringing back lots of pictures).

Chronophage
A sun and moon dial in Queens' College


Tomorrow is the first day of instruction, so things are about to get hectic. Let's hope I can remember everything I've read in the textbook! I've got to get up at 6:30 tomorrow to go run!

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Cambridge

I was kind of expecting Cambridge to be a smaller town… more like Davis. Its actually quite large and a lot of it is modern. The town around the train station is actually quite modern and I was wondered if the college would be anything like I had imagined it. The map we found made it seem like our dorms were in walking distance, so Hannah, Nyssa (who we found at the train station and is in our program), and I began to haul all our our bags. Cambridge is really really crowded on weekends. There were hordes of people. They would have overwhelmed the Huns, had they been invading. So our walk was more like a swim upstream in a raging river while dragging 50 lb weights behind us and fending off a swarm of bees.
However, I would argue that the walk was totally worth it. Cambridge is BEAUTIFUL. Once we actually got to the college, the town transformed into a gorgeous, old, beautifully gardened, amazing college. I am sooo ENVIOUS. I WANT TO COME HERE. I was busy dragging stuff with me while I saw all this, so excuse me if I don't have any pictures at the moment, but I am seriously going to take some ASAP because you all need to see how fantastic this place is. I'm so lucky!!! yay! To stave you off so that you don't go insane with jealousy at my description with no pictures to look at, I'm going to throw some images of our room at you guys. It's very nice. I think that its supposed to be for one person, but they've converted it into a two person space, probably to pack more people in during the summer.
My Bed, Hannah in nxt room w/ sink
A desk in the first room
The view out one of the windows
The corner of the first room
How we got to our train


Where we waited not to see Dvd Tnt and Cthrn Tt



Center of the awesome British Museum
I've been having lots of problems with pictures, but hopefully I'll be able to circumvent them now. Arg @ weird trouble. 

Friday, July 29, 2011

GRIN

Sooore feet but sooooo worth it!!

We got up early this morning so that I could get my workout in, we could eat breakfast, and be on the road by 8am this morning to get to the Tower of London before 9 am for the opening of the gate. I thought it would be more ceremonious/longer, but really all that happens is a group of guards marches up with a yeoman and they open the gate from the inside and the guards march back down while the yeoman stays at the gate. Not super exciting, but it was still worth it to come early. We got to look at the crown jewels with barely any traffic at all.We were going slow enough however, that by the time we were at the end of the exhibit, the big crowd was beginning to catch up with us. I'm very glad I went back to the tower because I got to explore a couple of things I hadn't seen when I went two Februarys ago. The armor exhibit that was only partially set up last time I was here was completed and beautiful now. It was much longer than I remember, so by the time we got near the end, our feet were very tired. Of course, the fact that we go very slowly when looking at historical artifacts probably didn't help much. I think that we spent almost 2 hours in that exhibit alone.

We had a much easier time finding food this time around and were able to sit down in a park to eat. It was very nice.
After the Tower and lunch, Hannah and I decided to stop by the British Museum. Let me tell you- you don't just casually stop by the British Museum. It is the kind of place in which one could spend days and days upon days. We took a really long time and had to cut our trip shorter than we wanted because we had to go prepare for the play we saw tonight. Interesting pieces of the British Museum include: the Rosetta Stone (yes, I got to see it, yay!), a massive Ancient egyptian display, and some of the very first recorded writings. Way to much stuff, so we're coming back tomorrow for a bit.
Oh yeah, did I mention a play. Hmm, let me clarify: WE TOTALLY JUST WENT AND SAW DAVID TENNANT AND CATHERINE TATE IN MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. Needless to say, it was TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY AWESOME! It was hilarious and well done and capitalized on the best comedic skills of those two amazing and talented people. Looooved it. I just wish I could see it again! Unless I'm really really lucky and a recording of it appears, I probably won't get to see it again. D: We waited at the stage door after the show, but they didn't stick around tonight. Oh well. If we are trying hard, I'm sure we'll get the opportunity again.
So I'm still grinning from all of the totally cool and awesome things we did today and I will be for some time, even if my feet do hurt. Yay!

My photos things are acting really weird again, so when I get to a better internet connection (???) I'll try to post a really big thing of pictures w/ explanations. Sorry!

Thursday, July 28, 2011

LOOOONG DAY

I've pretty much stayed up from 6:45 am (CA time) Wed morning until now, 12 pm Thursday (London time). PBTH. TIRED!
Long plane flight from Canada to London, no problems except for the fact that I couldn't get my seat to recline correctly so it was nearly impossible for me to sleep. I think I got maybe an hour's snooze on the plane and 10 minutes snooze in the hostel room today.
Sat next to a Canadian National Guard who was going to Afghanistan to drive trucks for 5 months. He had 3 connecting flights in his itinerary to get there! Hard to complain when you've got that to compete with.
Met up with Hannah with no troubles at the tube station. Love Oyster cards! (I would love them even more, except they need to work on the "you can swipe it without taking it out of your wallet" feature. It's not working yet.) I was very glad to have the card because it made the million and one tube trips we took today soooo much easier. Hannah and I ran all over this afternoon looking for a place to eat and it wasn't until 9pm that we actually got to sit down. I was OUT of gas. NOT functioning correctly. kind of grumpy. I had a specific restaurant in mind that I had gone to before (very nice, wooden tables, cool atmosphere) but we couldn't find it. I suspect we turned around just before we got there. We ended up running all over town looking for a decent place that didn't look too formal. TIRED. We finally arrived at a sidewalk restaurant right off of London Bridge and in the shadow of a beautiful old cathedral (Mom, we've been to that location). It was pretty good, but a little expensive. I'm going to be happier with a grocery store.
By the way, my hostel has four parrots out front in a cage. yeah. I'll upload a picture later.
My Hostel

Oh look! A TARDIS!



I'd upload more pictures, but the server is giving me trouble. I'll try again tomorrow.
Really really really want to sleep now. Bye!!

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Airports

It can hardly be a coincidence that no language on Earth has ever produced the phrase, "as pretty as an airport." Airports are ugly. Some are very ugly. Some attain a degree of ugliness that can only be the result of a special effort.
                           ---- Douglas Adams


I have to say that SFO is a very confusing looking, mind-boggling, twisty turny airport. And that's just the highway ramps that get to it. Given that, I'm actually fairly impressed with how easy it was to navigate it. Driving to the Terminal, we took at least two wrong exits, but because EVERYTHING in SFO is a loop, we really had no problems getting back to where we needed to be. It almost took no effort. Yes, there were lines, and there were lots of people, and there was much confusion, but I think from arriving at the airport complex to actually sitting down at my gate took maybe 45 minutes. 
Gate 75 and some planes 
Me, Waiting
I feel relieved about getting to Canada (my transfer stop; Toronto Pearson), and can now sit down and do some proper worrying about actually getting out of Canada. Apparently I have to pick up my bag when I get off the plane, take it through customs, check in with Lufthansa, drop my bag off again, and make it to my plane on time, all within an hour and forty-five minutes. Let's hope that's too much time and I'll be sitting around waiting again. 

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Yay!

I finished my genetics reading!!!! (four exclamation points: a sure sign of an insane mind)

Even though I enjoy the topic and was familiar with a lot of the material, it took a looooong time and I had to read 15-18 pages a day every day for a month! Now I get a few days off before I get to go through it again. pbth. But hey, it's why I'm going abroad, and I've already gotten through it, so should be easier the second time around, right?

Now-- to do the things I actually need to do right now. ahem.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Practice Practice Practice!

OK Dad, you'll be proud of me- I practiced meeting people (gasp!!). Running along, doin' my workout, minding my own business when suddenly: someone asks me whether I run track! (Granted, not a surprising question… I am sprinting back and forth across the field every 14 seconds) Wonder of all wonders, I actually continue to talk to this guy and end up talking about his daughter, who does long jump at Cal, about optimal workout times, who he knows already on the Davis track team, various running stuff, etc etc. What do you know, I did some networking! I think I'll be fine in Europe after all. Maybe next time I'll be the one to instigate a conversation. Yeah yeah yeah, I hear you- "Good! Now go do it again!" I'm going already! Love ya.


PS to everybody: Feed my FiSH! click on the tank.

Lists, Elbow Prints, and Proclamations

Pre-travel
No one ever really talks about all of the little things that happen before the trip. Unfortunately, I never really remember them either. Subsequently, the time between my decision to travel and the actually traveling itself is full of new lists of things to pack, research into airline policies, measurements of luggage, calculations, estimations, maps (and the pouring-over of them), shopping, expenses, phone calls, inquiries, fantasizing and rushing madly about (although this usually comes closer to take-off time).
I am hoping that, being a college student in possession of a dangerous device called a computer, I might actually be able to hold onto some records that could ease the execution of future trips. I've got the travel bug. The list making and saving has to happen some time.

In addition to this blog, I'm attempting to keep a physical travel journal. No, it isn't TARDIS-themed, but it's still very pretty (Thanks to Laynee for my journal!). There is something nostalgic, old-timey, and beautiful about travel journals. If only I could write neatly, or draw like Darwin. Organization is the hardest part. I have a feeling I will end up stuffing flyers, tickets, and small scraps of paper into it rather than actually keeping a coherent account, but I shall attempt the feat anyway! I had some strange ideas about what I would actually put in the journal to make it interesting (one of which being the solicitation and collection of the elbow prints of everyone I meet) and some may make it in there, but others likely will not (cough-elbows-cough).

Pre-departure events also include proclamations and goodbyes. My mother successfully sprung a wonderful surprise party on me a few nights ago. Because I will be gone for an entire month and most of my friends will be going back to school sometime during August, I wasn't going to get a chance to see them this summer. I was very lucky to have them all in one place at one time and I really appreciated everyone's effort to come.
My dad was more focused on what I needed to accomplish while abroad. "PUB OR PERISH!!" As always, Dad is stressing the need to (gasp) actually socialize, something his bookworm daughter actually has to remember to do (grin). Yes, the quote is a variation on 'publish or perish', but dad says the 'lish' portion is completely optional. I am under strict orders to enter a pub and actually talk to people who will be/are in my field (genetics). Aye-aye captain!
I'm going to make a distinct effort on this trip to actually get to know those I meet abroad. Genetics? Easy. Talking to people and remaining in contact with them? Going to work on that. I'm sure that my roommate Hannah will make this easier, as she is a lovely and outgoing person who slips into conversation with ease. I have no problem actually talking to people, I just need to get over my idea that I actually need an excuse to do it!

So here I go! Off to London in 2 days time! First time flying solo, first international transfer between flights, first study abroad program! I'm going to tromp around, make faces, cram knowledge into my head, meet new people, and make myself an international traveler. Lets go find some new colors!