Miss you, side braid.
Week 1 summary:
(Grateful to be here.)
I need that nailpolish. And more coffee.
Henry Rollins … I donnnnnn’t want to go to the gym. (via live-to-the-point-of-tears)
I had to go way back into B’s archives for this gem.
This is important. I wake up every morning in this REALLY AWESOME ENGLISH PLACE and the first thing I think about is how I’m never ever going to finish my thesis. How I’m never ever going to get my yoga practice back after a few months of pulling way back. How much I miss M and just really wish he could spend this month with me.
Things I can do: write the thesis. Really. Yoga. Practice patience.
Things I cannot: make M come here because I don’t have control over teleportation (yet) but I CAN call him and tell him about the weird things people put in their frappucinos here (yogurt. America, is that a thing?)
Anyways. Here’s to action.
Coffee Date (England style):
-We’re staying in a dorm and there are also 250 middle school children from all over Europe staying in the same dorm and they took over the dining hall like champions this morning. It made me very grateful that I invested in a French press yesterday and a cheap mug so I could still
enjoy my coffee survive.
-Drinking English beer is amazing. It’s been so long since I’ve had a beer that was surprising (besides like a peanut butter raspberry lambic stout IPA or something ridiculous like that) and all of the beers here are just inherently different than American beers and it’s wonderful. One beer was called Fistful of Hops and had a picture of Clint Eastwood on it and I was 100% in.
-It’s a little weird being a “TA” for this class because I’m older than (almost) everyone and feel like I should be acting professional (or something) but I’ve just decided not to worry about it and hang out with everyone and go out to pubs like it’s no big deal.
-My bag was in Manchester and I was in London and then Nottingham and I’m so grateful it finally met me here. That was definitely the most ridiculous plane drama I’ve ever been involved in, and I’m so grateful to have made it here.
-I’ve been practicing 1/2 of the Ashtanga primary series every day and I’m hoping to keep that up through the next month. I’ll get you one day, pick-up-jump-back.
-I should be working on my thesis right now, but I’m just stuck. I think it’s one of those things I just need to DO so UGH I GUESS I’LL TRY.
So I am not in England, yet, but there’s still hope. This has been a nightmare of a travel so far, with the most recent being my flight straight to Manchester getting canceled so now I’m flying into London, but my bags are having their own adventure so I might be wearing my Ryan Gosling shirt for my first 5 days there (not the worst, though).
I feel like I did so well handling all the bumps in the road last night and today I just want to cry and find a way to go home. I’m trying to remember to breathe, and that eventually, this will make a good story. I know Nottingham will be a great experience and that I’ll have a lot of fun, and also beer. Sometimes it’s just hard to be right in this exact moment.
On the bright side, there is chai tea. And that’s a good thing.
Aaaaaand I’m on my way to England. Well, kind of. I was supposed to leave Newark for Manchester an hour ago but we couldn’t even land at Newark (THX WEATHER) so currently, stuck on a grounded plate in Washington DC.
I haven’t freaked out, yet. I credit chocolate, deep breaths, and magic.
Details to come!
I’ve missed you all v much.