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Yes, my friends, today I finally did it. I busted out the long underwear. It's the start of a long, cold winter season.

PS- I'm in Paris, and it's wonderful!

I'm a fork girl in a flat of chopsticks

Last night, being low on food and not feeling like cooking, I made scrambled eggs and toast for dinner. My Thai and Chinese flatmates were in the kitchen at the time and could not get over the fact that that was all I was eating for dinner. No rice? They kept looking at each other and then me and asking me all sorts of questions. They kept asking what kind of eggs I was using, and I kept giving them strange looks, saying "normal eggs." I finally figured out the answer they were after was scrambled eggs. I then had to go through the different ways you can cook eggs. Cooking eggs was like a new idea for them. I've seen them eat eggs - this means that they crack a raw egg over a bowl of noodles and stir it in. I find that much more strange than eating scrambled eggs for dinner. Oh the beautiful differences in cultures. It's always entertaining and eye-opening but sometimes frustrating, I'll admit.

It's cold, rainy, and WINDY but life is good

I finished up with classes yesterday! I can't believe semester 1 is already over. (Americans take note - I finished with classes the same day as everybody back at Baylor, but I didn't start school until Sept. 25. Also, my master's program is 12 months long. Lesson learned? Go to England for grad school). All my friends are leaving this weekend to go home for the break, and campus is getting quiet. I'll be here by my lonesome until Dec. 20 when I leave for Paris. I'm actually looking forward to these next two weeks of peace and quiet. I have two papers to research and write, which is going to be a really tight deadline to make. The papers are my final exams for my classes. They take finals here in January, so I have to get the papers finished before I leave to travel because I'll only have a few days left in January after I get back to turn them in. I realized today that I'm already looking forward to January and everybody coming back and starting new classes. I love my program and I'm excited to start my new classes and have those catch up chats with friends to hear about everybody's break. So, in a nutshell, I'm happy and life is good.

Oh, this past week, I have eaten rice pudding, minced pies, christmas cake, and christmas pudding (which is not really pudding). The English love their seasonal desserts. The last three all involve lots of raisins, spices and marzipan and I do my best to avoid them unless I can't say no without offending the host(ess). The taste isn't worth the calories. The rice pudding is actually really good. I'd eat it any time of the year! Christmas season also means mulled wine. It's like hot wine with cider spices in it. It's pretty good and keeps you warm. It's so funny how different our foods are from each other considering we were a British colony. Apparently, the colonials came to their senses when they came to the New World and developed some new recipes, saving us all from a life of eating mushy peas and steak and kidney pie.

PS- If you have any interest in investigative journalism or history, read Tell Me No Lies by John Pilger. I'm reading it now, and it's really inspiring.

Yes, I'm finally going there.

I'm posting twice on the same day, but I didn't want to ruin my happy Thanksgiving post with this one.

I went to a lecture tonight given by Ali Allawi, he was the minister of trade and defense secretary in Iraq for a period of time and has a book that just came out, The Occupation of Iraq: Winning the War and Losing the Peace. I was really impressed with him. He addressed a lot of the questions I have been struggling with in my head and actually articulated a platform that was very similar to the one that I had been piecing together myself. Here's a link to an article he wrote for one of England's major newspapers that received a lot of attention and praise for its ability to summarize and analyze the situation in Iraq:
http://news.independent.co.uk/world/middle_east/article2125419.ece

I went to the lecture with two friends, kind of bracing myself for yet another round of America bashing/Bush is the deveil and should be tried for war crimes speech. But that wasn't the focus of his talk at all. He spoke about the just war theory and examined whether this war fell into that category. The answer was, of course, yes and no. But his larger point was, it's too late now to talk about whether the war should have happened or not, because it did and it's too late to change that. The question we need to be more concerned with is, what are we going to do now? And he gave some good answers. He was very articulate and intelligent and well balanced. Clearly, the other members in the audience were expecting to go to a lecture that would fuel their "America is evil and hypocritical" viewpoint by the questions and digs they were asking him after the speech was over. But my view on the war isn't really what I want to talk about.

I have been asked what the British think about America by a few people. Everyone wants to know, "Is it true that they hate us?" I finally feel like I've been here long enough that I can answer that question. The answer is yes. Let me clarify. I haven't met a Brit yet who has been rude to me. When people find out I'm from Texas, they do make certain assumptions about my political beliefs that make me a little uncomfortable. However, it's not the Americans they hate. It's 1) President Bush and 2) America as a political/economic entity. They also dislike Tony Blair for being Bush's "puppet" and getting Britain involved in the war. The Brits have this air of superiority about them towards America. Whether it has to do with language (they speak it the "proper" way), beer (self explanatory) or the war (we don't use torture on prisoners of war). When it comes to the war, they are very passionate about the fact that it is an illegal, unjust war and that Bush wrongfully ignored the UN and the international community by invading Iraq. The other hot button issue here is Abu Gharaib and Guantanamo Bay and the 67,000 Iraqi prisoners the US is holding, many of whom have been held for years without a trial. That fact alone makes them look on America in disgust. European countries are also firmly against the death penalty, which is another reason they look down their noses on the US.

People in Britain actually mention the US a lot in general conversation. In class, at church, hanging out in the pub, I hear references all the time to "or as the Americans would say/do..." It's like they have somewhat of an inferiority complex and have to make fun of the US whenever they can. It's usually in good fun and I enjoy hearing it, but I just find it interesting because Americans don't really tend to make references to the British in every day conversation like they do about us. I think this is partly because, in general, Americans tend to know less and care less about other countries, and because we belong to such a big and powerful country, a country smaller than Texas is kind of culturally inconsequential to us. Our country is not saturated with foreign media the way other countries are with American movies, television shows and music. That's the other thing, people around the world consume the same media that we do in America. Our media fills their countries, and they love it, but at the same time hate it for the way that it is becoming so prominent in their cultures and dominating the market.

I don't know if I did a good job of painting a picture of how America is perceived by the English or not. One thing I'm realizing though is that America has a lot of power in the world. It's one country that everybody knows about, whether you're from India, Namibia, or Argentina, and everybody has an opinion about it. Because we are such a powerful country, people expect us to be on a higher level of morality and accountability than others, and right now we have definitely failed in meeting their expectations. It will be a long time before our credibility is restored in the international community. Those are my observations, love em or hate em, agree or disagree. It's ok. I'll let you know if they change as the months go by.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I'm almost a week late with the Thanksgiving post, but what can I say? I've been busy. (That's a good thing!) So my first holiday away from home came and went almost unnoticed. I was so busy with school last week that I forgot that normally everybody would be buzzing with excitement in anticipation of a break from school. I'd be at home, finally getting in some pleasure reading, beginning my Christmas shopping, and catching up with friends. The time of year that is so much fun back in America didn't even register as a blip on my calendar. Sad. I did cook a Thanksgiving dinner for some of my international friends on Friday, which was a lot of fun. The best part was the apple pie, the turkey ... not so good. At least I'll be home for the next one.

My thankful list:

• I'm thankful God gave me this opportunity to live in England for a year.
• I'm thankful for the support of my family this year.
• I'm thankful for the Internet, Facebook, Skype, e-mail, blogs and everything else that helps me stay in touch with people.
• I'm thankful for all the friends I've made in Leeds. They're making this year so much better.
• I'm thankful for my teeth. :o More specifically, I'm thankful I was born in a country with good dental care!

(The rumors about the British and bad teeth are true. The dental system here is being rehauled right now and it's really hard to see a dentist, or else it's really expensive. There was a story in the papers here about how people are using superglue to fill in cracks in their teeth bc they can't get in to a dentist.)

Pickled onion crisp, anyone?

So I'm sad I haven't been getting any comments on my blog posts. Apparently you weren't too enticed with my teaser of the Lake District. Now it's been a week and the adventures of the weekend don't seem as exciting anymore. We did lots of walking, breathed in fresh air, drank lots of hot chocolate, toured William Wordsworth's house, saw where Beatrix Potter was filmed, and ate traditional English roast. I can't even remember what I meant by the word "overboard", I think it may have referred to the fact that I wanted to jump overboard after having to stand for an hour and a half on an overbooked train with my face literally smashed into the back of someone's coat the whole time. There were some major train problems that day and all the trains were late/cancelled, so everybody had to cram into this one train. Now I am used to crowded public transportation, but this experience took it to a whole new level. I mean, people who had to go to the bathroom just had to hold it because there was literally no way for them to get down the aisle, it was that crowded. I had to stand straddling my luggage. Kids were crying, people were coughing all over me. It was one of those situations where you just have to find the humor in it and try to imagine you are someplace else in order to survive. I think it's safe to say my love affair with public transportation is over now.

As for "headboard", well, let's just say the walls of our bed and breakfast were thin and the couple in the room next door to us were up all night. It was extremely awkward for me and Ashley. We did our best to avoid eye contact with the other couples at breakfast the next morning for fear of going into another round of awkward laughter. Just another story to add to the book of Meghan's random travel stories. But let's talk about something else now ...

Can we talk about the fact that the British have the weirdest flavors of chips ever? Let me give you some examples: Prawn cocktail, roast chicken, chili and lemon, marmite yeast extract, pickled onion, Heinz tomato ketchup, Worchester sauce, Smoky bacon, Steak and Onion. You can't make these things up. These are not some obscure off-brand flavors. These are the Frito-lay equivalent flavored potato chips (or crisps as they are called here). These bizarre flavor combinations do not end with chips, it extends to just about every type of product that comes in flavors. I guess I should admit that I have not yet eaten the Prawn Cocktail crisps, so there's a very small chance they could be quite good, but I'm not willing to risk it.

High: Spent the day playing hooky and went hiking in the Yorkshire Dales with my Estonian friend, Kadri.

Low: I'm realizing that traveling in Europe over Christmas is looking much more expensive than I imagined, and I'm not going to have the money to go to Spain with Ashley like we planned. What to do...

Finished!

I just finished my first big paper for grad school! I want to celebrate, but it is 12:30 at night and no one is around except for the guy blaring Indian music in the room above me, so I'm blogging instead. I think this Friday I will finally let myself go shopping in the city centre to reward myself for finishing. There are so many stores here, it's killing me that I have no money to enjoy them. Despite the stressful past couple of weeks, (I've been sick and had a lot to do for school), I've had a fun last few days. I taught my Thai friends how to carve pumpkins, went out to an amazing Italian restaurant with my flatmate for her birthday, and traveled to the Lake District with Ashley this weekend. If you ever get to come to England, definitely try to make it up to the Lake District - it's a beautiful area filled with mountains, lakes (hence the name), lots of sheep and quintessential, cute English villages. I will have to come back and edit this post later to add more stories from the weekend. I just realized I am really tired and ready to go to bed.
Here's a teaser to get you to come back and keep reading though: overboard
Another possible teaser word: headboard
Guess you'll just have to check back to see what I mean, huh?

So this is autumn

It's been a good few weeks, minus the fact that my first big paper has been looming over my head. I usually don't have a problem with papers, but I am nervous about this one. I don't know if my writing/researching style will translate to professor's expectations in the British system. I've heard that grading is quite critical, and this paper is half my grade for my class. We shall see.

On a more interesting note, here's some of the things that have gone on in the last few weeks:

• I went to the opera. It was my first time to go to one, and I actually really liked it. It helped that it was in English.
• One of my friends had a birthday recently and her family owns a limo company, so her dad picked us up from a restaurant and took us for a ride around, then dropped us off in front of one of the big clubs in town. We were cool for about two minutes.
• I finally found a church I like and joined a small group there. I'm excited about getting to know people. Everybody has been really nice, and I went out to coffee with one of the student ministry interns who just made me feel really welcome.
• I finally got a taste of British sports culture. England played South Africa in the Rugby World Cup last weekend. We lost, but it was still fun for me to see the frenzy. I watched the game in a pub that was filled with students. Everybody was singing rugby songs and people were dressed in costumes (which is typical for a night out in Leeds). The guys around me were crying at the end. I have to say, I think I liked watching rugby a lot better than American football. It moves a lot faster. That's right. When I refer to football now, I mean the REAL thing.
• I went to a KT Tunstall concert in the Refectory on campus. The Refectory is where all the big acts come through and it's famous for being the site where The Who recorded their albums Live at Leeds. KT sounded fabulous in concert. Sometimes it's disappointing when you hear people live because you find out they just don't sound that good. This wasn't the case for her. Loved it.
• I was really mad to discover that ABC and NBC won't let you view the full length TV episodes online from outside the U.S. So, I finally discovered some sites where all the episodes of The Office and Grey's were posted online, so I caught up on my television this week. Kind of pathetic, I know, but that's me. I also have become addicted to Britain's Next Top Model. The shows have been a good distraction from working on my paper.
• I've gone to a few dinner parties with people from my course. It's been really fun to get to know everybody. There are about 30 of us in the program, and we are all international students, minus one. I think our group is really bonding, so it makes going to class and seminars more fun.
• Finally ... I've been really boring this week and spent waay too much time (though probably not enough) in the library doing reading for class and for my paper.

I'm really excited because Ashley is coming to visit this week. She staying a night with me in Leeds and then we are going to go to the Lake District in England for the weekend. It's supposed to be beautiful and should just be a really relaxing time together. I'm so excited to see a friend! It'll be nice to be around someone who really knows me. Plus, I had been bummed out hearing about everybody reuniting in Waco for Homecoming this weekend and not being able to be there with them, but then I realized I'll be with a wonderful friend for Homecoming after all. We'll do a Sic Em Bears on top of some big hill or something. I just hope the cold stays away for one more week so we don't freeze while we're hiking. For all the grief England gets about the weather, it has been beautiful since I've been here. It's only rained hard once since I've been here. The air is just now starting to cool off, but it's a nice, crisp autumn cold. The leaves on the trees are changing colors, and it's gorgeous. I guess I will actually get to experience four full seasons this year. Yay!

Cultural barriers/miscommunication story of the week: I finally met my upstairs neighbor this week. The one who insists on playing Nickelback around 12:30 every night. (Nickelback, really?) Anyways, he is from Trinidad and Tobego and after we had talked for a while and were parting ways, he said he would stop by and, I quote, "Knock you up some time." Oops. Maybe next time I'll explain what that phrase means.

I think the honeymoon is almost over.

Yesterday marked a month since I arrived in Leeds. Eleven more to go! I don't mean that statement to say I'm homesick or having a horrible time because that's not true. If you gave me the option to go home tomorrow, I wouldn't take it. It's just starting to hit me that 12 months is a long time to not go home. Hopefully the rest of the year will fly by like this month has!

Have I mentioned that I only have class one day a week? Yes, somehow it worked out that all my classes fall on Thursdays. At first, I thought it was amazing, but now I am realizing that I need a lot more things to fill my days. At this point, school isn't enough. But even if I had THAT much work to do, I need other things in my schedule to keep me fresh and help me be more disciplined in my time management. I'm so used to being the over-committed student, that this new free time idea just isn't working for me.

I joined the Christian Union, a Christian club on campus, and went to my first small group meeting this week. It was the first time I had been around other believers on campus, and I realized how much I had been missing Christian fellowship. Hopefully, I'll make some good friends through this. Friendships have been coming a lot slower than I expected. I keep having to remind myself that it's only been a month and these things take time. I also joined a volunteer organization that works with refugees in Leeds and will start with that next week. I am still looking for a church. This is the first time in my life that I have had to go to church alone, and it hasn't been fun. It's actually been really scary for me. Why is that? Church should be the one place I shouldn't be afraid to go alone. Anyways, I've visited one church that I might go back to, and one I definitely won't try again. The one I liked was actually an Anglican church but it was pretty contemporary and I could tell it was filled with people that truly loved God. I have a couple more on my list though that I want to visit before I make a decision. Please keep me in your prayers!

Crisis: My dissertation topic is due in a month. I am definitely fumbling with this one.

Fun British word of the day: day planner=diary
(It's very funny to hear people use this word, especially men. For instance, I went to meet with one of my professors, and he said, "Let me check my diary and get back to you.")

More signs I'm not in Texas anymore

• A couple nights ago, I was playing the game Life with a couple of Brits, and they put their drivers in the right side of the car. The money was in pounds. I thought Life was like the classic American game but apparently it's not.
• Today I went to the gym for the first time over here and had to give my weight in kilograms and the treadmill used kilometers per hour. More metric conversions to learn.
• I haven't seen a single pair of flip flops or sweatpants on campus. Everybody dresses up all the time. Even in the gym, girls didn't work out in T-shirts. I feel very uncool.
• I use words like loo paper, rubbish, lovely and queue now. I think cheers and blimey are my favorites.
• I had to change the spell check on my computer to English (British). Programme, cheque, globalisation ... words seem much fancier now.
• Stores close around 7 p.m., a few convenience stores will close at 11 p.m. Gone are the days of going to the gym at 9 p.m. and the library at midnight, they aren't open. This is probably why everybody hangs out at the pub. The only things open past midnight are clubs and the kebab stands outside them.

I started classes last week, and I think I will really enjoy my course (major). The classes are mainly seminars each week, led by different student groups with the professors as moderators. My grade in my modules (classes) is determined by a final essay. The British system is very self-taught. My professor explained that they want students to form their own opinion and make their own academic discoveries rather than rely on the opinion of lecturers and textbooks. For each class session, I have a reading list of about 10 books, but it's just for my benefit to learn about the subject and be able to contribute during the seminars. It's all very different. No reading quizzes or homework checks here. Somehow I was assigned to lead the first seminar sessions in both of my classes, so I have about 20 books that I'm trying to plow through and become familiar with before I give my presentations this week and next. I'm discovering it's a lot harder to get back into the swing of studying than I thought it would be. There's so many distractions (like this) and I can't seem to stay focused while I'm reading.

I think I'll call it quits on the post for now. There's more going on, but I have some studying to do. Enough procrastinating. Cheers!

High: The sun was out today!

Low: I had a bottle of juice in my bag, and it leaked all over my iPod. The iPod no longer works. :(

Beginning of week 3

I have been avoiding posting because I just don't know what to write. Every day has been a new adventure or obstacle or discovery. How do you sum all that up in a 300 word post? It's not easy. I went to London last weekend for Fulbright orientation and met all the other Fulbright scholars in the UK this year. There are 18 of us, and they told us there were over 700 applications. Holy cow. Why am I here? I expected all the other scholars to be really intellectual and make me feel out of my league, but I was wrong. Everyone was really nice and well-rounded, interesting and fun. So I had a good time, though we were so busy I didn't get to do a whole lot of sight-seeing in London.

Of course, none of my solo travel expeditions would be complete without some kind of mishap. This time, I bought my train tickets online ahead of time and then tried to find my train at the station, only to be very confused because it didn't seem to exist. Turns out I bought my ticket from Leeds to London for the day I was supposed to return. I apparently had the wrong dates in my when I buying the tickets. That mistake only cost me 22 extra pounds - much better than my $200 pound luggage fiasco on my flight over here. I'm still upset about that one.

I took a day trip to the old Roman city of York on Saturday with my Norwegian friend, Kirsti, and her British flatmate, Vicki. It was so fun! I seem to have a knack for visiting places on the days of special events. This time, there was a big parade going throughout the city for the Yorkshire troops returning home from Iraq. It was a neat experience to see the patriotism and support of the troops in another country. Also, the Duke of York was there. I have no idea who he is, but everyone was excited about it.

I guess the last pieces of exciting news are that I'm moving to a new flat today, and that classes finally start this week. My old flat was just in a bad location and I didn't feel safe there. It actually worked out for me to move to a flat closer to campus and the other friends I've made her so far. The only downside is that I will now be sharing a bathroom with four other people - a British girl, a Chinese girl and two guys from Thailand - instead of having one all to myself. I think the trade-off will be worth it though. I'll send y'all my new address soon. Cheers!

Fun British words of the day: "jumper"= sweater and "pants"= underpants ... oops!

York=Quaint

Some things are universal

Last night I was playing pictionary with students from Nigeria, Thailand, Canada, Vietnam, Norway, Finland and Britain, and I just kept thinking, "Is this really my life?" It was surreal. Also universal: girls having crushes on Prince William. Leeds is in a tizzy because Prince Harry's girlfriend is starting uni here next week. My odds of having a siting actually seem to be going up.

I'm finally in Leeds. I'll write a true post later.

Fun British phrase of the day:
Going "to spend a penny" means to go to the toilet.

This time next week,

I will be here:



Right now I'm staring at my two suitcases on the floor. There are so many pieces of clothing on the floor, I don't even know where to begin. How do you pack for a year? Especially when I'm limited to 20 kg per suitcase. Damn the British for giving us the standard system and then switching to metrics. It's made me completely useless for figuring out weights, measurements and temperatures outside of the U.S. All the weather Web sites I've been looking at for England only give the temperature in Celsius. I had to go look up the Farenheit to Celsius conversion formula and figure out the temperature myself. I hadn't done that 9th grade algebra homework. I think I'm going to have to find a big metric conversion chart and tape it up on the wall in my room in Leeds.

Drum roll please

I've realized I won't get what I want if I don't know what I'm aiming for. So ...

My life goals:
1. Travel through every continent
2. Go to an Olympics
3. Write something of influence.
4. Go up in a hot air balloon.
5. Fall in love and build a healthy, stable marriage.
6. Raise children who love the Lord.
7. Be a mentor.
8. Compete in a triathlon.
9. Never let my fears stop me from doing something I should.
10. Find a job that I love where I can make positive difference in people's lives.
11. Walk intimately with God.
12. Be opinionated.

Today, my Dove wrapper told me to live my dreams.

This summer, my life has consisted of: work, work out, eat, read, sleep. Every day my alarm goes off at the same time, I hit the traffic lights in the same pattern on my way to work, I hear the same songs on the radio on the way home, and I can't shake the nagging feeling that each day is rinse, wash, repeat. (I feel like I need to insert a disclaimer here: I really have had some fun times this summer and enjoyed the time with my family. It hasn't been all bad.) Nothing can beat me down quicker than monotony. It makes me feel like I'm worth a little less, that I'm wasting precious days of my life. Movies and books, even the Bible, tell us to reach out and embrace life, to live each day to the fullest and not get beat down by the drudgery.

So, here's where I have problems. I am a dreamer, a romantic. I like to live in fantasy world, where every conversation and situation plays out the way I see it in my head. But there's another side to me. The side that keeps my feet on the ground - the rationalistic, journalistic side of me that jumps to see the impracticalities, probabilities and logistics of every situation.
How do I marry my two sides? How do I find a way to "live life to the fullest" and have a spectactular summer inside my cubicle while updating spreadsheets? If I were in a musical, I would tune in to the rhymic taps on the keyboard while tabbing between columns in Excel, start picking out some notes and belt into song. My coworkers would pop their heads up from behind their carpet walls and sing and bob along. Suddenly work would morph from dull to exhilerating. Maybe I've watched High School Musical too many times.

I don't want every day to be the same. I don't want to feel like I'm wasting my life. Soon, I will be off to England and my summer routine will be a thing of the past, but I'm tired of placating myself with mediocrity because I'm just waiting for the next big thing to happen. There will always be something ahead that seems better than where I'm at now. But I want to take advantage of the present. Have you ever driven somewhere and then got there and realized you didn't remember the ride? I don't want that to be my life.

So, the lesson here? Turn my "grown-up" summer into something more and enjoy this stage of my life.

I leave two months from today!

Passport ... check
Visa ... check
Fulbright grant papers ... check
Medical clearance ... check
Plane ticket ... check
Housing ... check
An idea for my dissertation ... ummmm
Fitting everything I'll want to have for a year in two suitcases ... impossible

Anticipation

I just bought a one-way ticket to England for Sept. 10. Eeee. Is this actually happening? I wonder how many more times in my life I'll get this feeling - sheer terror mixed with absolute excitement. I hope many.