I am exhausted but happy. This weekend my program took the Eurostar to Paris, which is such an easy and sleek (but can be expensive) way to travel. I spent the entire weekend asking “parlez vous anglais?” to everyone because I don’t know a lick of French and was quickly reminded how easy I have it England. Paris reminds me…

It’s dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.   But doing so may sweep you into literary heaven, like it did me yesterday. Although it was a chill-to-the-bone, rain-snow-and-hail-drenched kind of day, I managed to spend most of…

’Ello from London! It has officially been a week since I left for England. Today is my first day of classes! Ah! Things might actually settle down a bit now, because this week has been completely full of “orientation activities” such as a walking tour of the neighborhood, a bus tour of the city, a river cruise down the Thames,…