Feeling Like Amy Adams...

I've joined the blogging world! Rather than pester the lot of you with status updates about my becoming British (hey, it could happen!), I've decided to let you opt to hear the ups and downs of studying abroad. I promise to pen er type my thoughts in a style to keep the reader semi-entertained, and I do strive for an honest account. This is as much for me as it is for you!

To catch you up, I arrived in London on 6, January, 2010 (must adapt to this way of date writing), bags, which have to sustain me for the next six months, and all. Then, miracle of miracles, I was able to navigate myself to Chelsea by plane (NOT!), train (Heathrow Express) and automobile (taxi) in the midst of jet lag.

Don't get me wrong. Chelsea is ritzy, and if you have a pocket full of £s, then have at it. Do note: it is not, I repeat, NOT student friendly. A £10 mac and cheese? Downright robbery.

I only moved to SOAS on the 11th, and in waiting to move in, kept myself free from the seduction of Lady Chelsea's storefronts by touring the Victoria and Albert FREE (in Chelsea?!) museum and taking long walks (at a slow pace so as to "mind" the ice) with my camera for companion.

But more recently, I have settled into the hat of student yet again. My classes at SOAS, that are set in stone, are Japanese Art, THE ANTHROPOLOGY OF AFRICAN AND ASIAN COMMUNITIES IN BRITISH SOCIETY (forgive the caps) and

REPRESENTATIONS AND TRANSFORMATIONS: SOUTH AFRICAN DRAMA AND FILM LECTURE. Socially speaking, a flatmate has cooked me pasta, and I've made the mile trek to campus with Junior Year Abroad students. Commonalities have been struck over the oddest of things...the strongest of which is a mutual addiction to "digestives". Be warned! The deceitful name is for the tea-side biscuit wrapped in chocolate (in other words, dessert), and it stands for all that is guiltily good. William shared this fact with me about the cookie: "In the UK alone, the annual sales of chocolate digestives total about £35 million. This means that each year, 71 million packets of these are sold - and each second, 52 biscuits are consumed." And I should also mention that in my downtime, I've found myself watching Jane Austen's works turned films. Needless to say, my postings, for a time, may be littered with "agreeable," "indeed" and other such Austen-isms. Just a phase? We shall see! All for now! Stay tuned for my adventures in tourist-y London, THE one and only Oxford and other UK hotspots.