Friday, August 3, 2007

What I've Learned: A Reflection


"A life-changing experience" is a hackneyed expression to use to describe my trip to England, but it is an accurate description. It is clear to me that God worked through this trip to teach me and prepare me, and though I am not fully sure of the "for what" or the "why" yet, I know those answers will come in time. The knowledge I gained from the professors at Oxford has altered my view of literature and how I will approach teaching it, but it is the knowledge I gained about myself and about life that made this journey even more of a learning experience.

Whether you've only looked at the blog once or you've been a faithful subscriber to my daily thought journal, I appreciate that you've shared in this journey with me. My final reflection on the trip is the list of what I learned while I was away. These thoughts are in no particular order; some of them are humorous, some are serious, and some need more explanation (I invite you to ask me about them if you want!). Thanks for being part of my experience by commenting, emailing, or just keeping me in your thoughts by reading now and then. I've been asked what I will do with this blog now and the answer is that I'm not sure. I have loved writing every day; it is a skill I would like to continue to develop. Sadly, my daily life in Marietta and Kennesaw is not nearly as noteworthy as my adventure in Oxford. Nevertheless, if you check back on occasion, I might have found something worth writing about. =)

Again, thanks for reading and caring.

What I've Learned:

When traveling, it is worth a higher ticket price to 1) fly on a bigger plane, and 2) have a direct flight and spend less time in airports!

There is a difference between “English” and “British”

“Don’t hug your water glass” – Dr. Cunningham, after he spilled water on his shirt while lecturing, reminded us of what he learned (but obviously didn’t observe) in a public speaking course.

I am inspired, rather than intimidated, by people who know more than I do

Effective public transportation systems are a great means of travel – and are good for the environment

“Mr. Darcy categorically does NOT have a hairy chest!” – Dr. Byrne, on why the new movie version of Pride and Prejudice is grossly inaccurate.

Politeness goes a long way.

90s music will live forever on British radio stations

Any commonality can bring people together in a foreign country.

I admire Jane Austen's ability to write happy endings, even if she might have felt like her own story did not have one

It is perfectly acceptable to stroll rather than walk with a purpose. In fact, it allows one to notice more, appreciate more, and reflect more.

Itineraries on trips can be helpful

Cute shoes, though worn by the British for walking all over a city, apparently do not fit American feet the same way and are, therefore, not acceptable walking shoes ;+)

God is bigger than a country.

ALWAYS carry an umbrella in England – even if the weather seems perfect!

Conversations with strangers can be enlightening, interesting, and an authentic way to get a better understanding of the people of a country.

I like Charles Dickens! (after reading Great Expectations in 9th grade, I never thought I would say that phrase, but it is true now)

Skinny jeans look best on skinny people (as do most of the trendy European fashions)

When it comes to the difference in cost at B&B's, the extra money usually gets you an actual address instead of “off ______ road”

I prefer the smaller towns, villages, and countryside of England and Ireland to the capital cities.

Cut off the tags when you buy a new purse unless you want everyone to know how much you spent on it (ask me about that story if you want to know how I learned this!)

Friendships can arise from any encounter with people!

The Harry Potter phenomenon is even bigger in England than it is in the States.

A good friend is someone who will put up with a visitor for over a month (thank you, Jason!)

I like NEW: I enjoy meeting new people, visiting new places, trying new foods, and having new experiences.

I like OLD: I love old buildings, historic homes, ruins of cathedrals and castles, and ancient artifacts.

One thing the Church of England does very well is observe a true awe and reverence for God.

I love the smell of books and I really want a library in my house, even if I have to designate a room as “the library”

Even the best of gel pens can explode on a plane (and leave one’s fingers blue for over a day)

People in Ireland don’t pronounce the “Th” sound in words like Thursday (Tursday) and 4:30 (four turdy).

Don’t get lost in the ritual and forget the reason.

It is much easier to conserve and recycle in a country where everyone does it and effective systems are in place

I DO want a higher degree

It isn’t hard to rekindle a passion for literature – it just takes a few brilliant people talking about it to strike that spark!

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Day 33: Going Home (Tuesday)

Tuesday was travel day. Based on the events of the day, I've made some decisions about how I fly from now on: I will spend the extra money if it means a straight shot home! We drove to Dublin from Kildare, dropped off the rental car, and then I got on my plane. I flew from Dublin to Shannon, deplaned in Shannon, went through US customs in Shannon (???), sat in their airport for a while, got back on the same plane, flew to Newark, went through a shortened line at customs there, sat in their airport a while (at least I was finally on US soil!), and finally flew to Atlanta where Mom, Dad, and Norrie were there to meet me! (yay for my family!) When I arrived at my apartment, my friends Julie and Chester met me there with groceries and hugs (you guys are awesome!).

Now that I'm back, I'm going to post a final blog to reflect on my adventure (it'll be Day 34), but until I get that done, I'll leave you with a few more pictures of Ireland.

St. Patrick (located in St. Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin) / The River Liffey in Dublin / Molly Malone (wheeling her wheelbarrow, through streets broad and narrow, crying 'cockles and mussels alive, alive-o!')

Date: 31 July, 2007
Location: Dublin, Shannon, Newark, Atlanta, Marietta!
Highlights:
- Being HOME!
- seeing friends and family
- figuring out Sudoku puzzles with the guy in the seat next to me on the plane (we were on the runway for about 30 minutes before takeoff)
- sleeping in my own bed
Thought of the day: It's good to be home.

Day 32: Picturesque Sights (and a farm to boot!) Monday




Monday was a lot of time in the car, but beautiful sights. We began with breakfast at the Glebe Farmhouse B&B (she made scones and gave us choices for breakfast!). I opted for the smoked salmon breakfast instead of my 4th Irish breakfast in a row (I can only take so much sausage, eggs, and fried ham before my arteries slam shut!).

We got on the road and drove into the Dingle Peninsula. There was some confusion over what exactly was IN the Dingle Peninsula - it did not have the Cliffs of Moher or the set of ruins that Jason thought were there, but we still enjoyed the rugged beauty of the place. There is a very scenic drive with sharp rocky beaches, sloping mountains, and green countryside, but there is not really anything specific to see there: just the scenery. We stopped at Slea Head at the end of the peninsula to take pictures of the Skellig Rocks from a distance, we hiked up a mountain to get a nice panoramic view of the area, and we walked around the tiny coastal town of Dingle, but that was about it other than lots of driving and stopping at little scenic overlooks.

The drive from Dingle to our B&B that night was long, so we stopped in Limerick only for a short time for dinner. Originally, I thought it would be fun to look around for some poetical inspiration (get it? Limerick?? heh heh) but we were both so tired from the long day thus far that neither of us really cared to explore the city beyond walking around to look for food.

In honor of the brief stop in the city, I have composed my own limerick:

A girl from the States came to town
And turned the city upside down
She searched high and low
But spotted no PO-em
So she left Limerick to write her own

(yeah, I know "own" and "town" don't rhyme... and I know I forced the rhyme with the whole PO-em thing... but like I said, I didn't find any inspiration!) =)

Our B&B near Kildare was almost impossible to find. The "directions" to the Eagle Hill B&B said "5 miles from Kildare". That's it. The roads in that area do not have names, so unless you're a native, you're in trouble! We finally got in touch with the proprietress and she coached us in (to the middle of nowhere!). It was well worth the trouble. Julie, the owner, greeted us with tea when we arrived and showed us around. We were on an actual working farm! There were animals everywhere (sheep, hens, a huge workhorse named Bob, a Vietnamese potbellied pig who had escaped earlier that day, and geese). Julie and I talked while I played with her two year old son, John Paul (a good Catholic name!) and she told me about the workings of their farm. They keep the sheep to sell the lambs because the only money in sheep is in the meat, not the wool. I didn't realise that. She said it costs more to shear the sheep than they get in profit from the wool. So instead they keep about 200 ewes for breeding and 6 rams (those are busy rams!).

After the lovely evening of tea and visiting, I packed my bags and tried to go to sleep. I'm not sure if it was the strange farm noises, the anticipation of going home, or the caffeine from the tea that kept me awake, but I had a terrible time sleeping. The one advantage of not sleeping well is that I was awake before the alarm clock (and the rooster) made me get up. =)

Date: 30 July, 2007
Location: Dingle Peninsula, Limerick, Kildare
Highlights:
- beautiful scenery
- seeing the statue of "Fungi" the dolphin in Dingle ("Fungi the Dolphin in Dingle" sounds like the beginning for an amusing limerick!)
- a lovely end to my time in Ireland at the Eagle Hill B&B
Thought of the Day: I'm finally ready to go home!