It was a lovely, quiet, and rainy few days here at St Andrews. I love the rain. It is absolutely the best weather. I holed up in a cafe and studied almost the entire day Saturday. I did a bit of shopping as well, and I developed my travel plan for next weekend - I'll be going to Paris, and I am very excited. I delighted to have a quiet evening, and the day soon passed without any remarkable event at all. It was very lovely.
Sunday, I attended church again at Cornerstone with some friends. After lunch and a nap, I headed to the "Freshers Fayre," which is similar to a student org night. I looked into several societies - the tea society, a hill and mountain climbing society, and some volunteer organizations. Afterwards, I went for tea at Costa and studied my books. I spent the rest of the evening skyping with friends and watching BBC shows which I now have access to on Netflix. It was really nice. I was glad for the rest, as I wanted to be fresh for the beginning of classes.
Monday I had my first class, and it was another delightfully rainy day, though a bit too cold to completely enjoy the weather. It was the kind of day that makes your bed seem a bit warmer and more inviting. However, I made it out of bed for breakfast and spent the morning working in the study lounge. The lounge is drafty and very cold, as is everywhere else here. I imagine it probably motivates me to read faster so I might climb back into bed.
My only class of the day was my religion class - the old testament Torah and prophets. I had heard that the teacher was fantastic, and the first lecture did not disappoint. I got so much just out of his first talk, and I am really looking forward to everything I'm going to learn this semester from him. In addition, my two Christian friends from my dorm are in that class, by an incredible stroke of luck! The class won't be hard, but I think I will learn a lot and hear some fresh insights - and with friends with whom to study, I know this class will be an incredible blessing during my stay.
If you suspect that British people have tea and scones nearly all the time, you would be correct. The favorite is to have scones with cream and jam. Apparently, depending on what area you are from, you have an adamant opinion as to which is the proper way to spread a scone - cream and then jam, or jam and then cream. I think it's very interesting.
After a scone, I took a nap. The nap was necessary, as I knew the task which lay before me - there was a problem with my hotel reservation, and goodness knows no one wants to make things easy around here. I called TripAdvisor, with whom I had booked - they said I needed to call the hotel. I called the hotel - the phone line was down. I emailed the hotel, and they said to call TripAdvisor. I called trip adviser, explained the situation, was put on hold, and got hung up on. I called back again, they were unable to connect me to the man I was originally working with, and I had to begin the process again. I wasn't surprised when I was again put on hold and again, hung up on. Finally, I called back, re-explained the details, and the woman promised me she would email me about it. I feel like everywhere I turn is another challenge! However, this makes some blessings all the sweeter - friends and relatives have been so helpful as I venture to Paris, and I feel so supported and loved. People I have not heard from in years, old friends, new friends, and family, have all reached out to me to help, and I couldn't feel more grateful. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'm constantly on the verge of happy tears - it's been this way for years. God is so good. I am really looking forward to my trip, and I know how very blessed I am to have the opportunity, not only to study here, but to travel to wonderful places during my stay. God has been so good - my cup is overflowing.
The rest of the evening passed with my psychology book and the pitter-patter of rain. God is good.
Monday I had my first class, and it was another delightfully rainy day, though a bit too cold to completely enjoy the weather. It was the kind of day that makes your bed seem a bit warmer and more inviting. However, I made it out of bed for breakfast and spent the morning working in the study lounge. The lounge is drafty and very cold, as is everywhere else here. I imagine it probably motivates me to read faster so I might climb back into bed.
My only class of the day was my religion class - the old testament Torah and prophets. I had heard that the teacher was fantastic, and the first lecture did not disappoint. I got so much just out of his first talk, and I am really looking forward to everything I'm going to learn this semester from him. In addition, my two Christian friends from my dorm are in that class, by an incredible stroke of luck! The class won't be hard, but I think I will learn a lot and hear some fresh insights - and with friends with whom to study, I know this class will be an incredible blessing during my stay.
If you suspect that British people have tea and scones nearly all the time, you would be correct. The favorite is to have scones with cream and jam. Apparently, depending on what area you are from, you have an adamant opinion as to which is the proper way to spread a scone - cream and then jam, or jam and then cream. I think it's very interesting.
After a scone, I took a nap. The nap was necessary, as I knew the task which lay before me - there was a problem with my hotel reservation, and goodness knows no one wants to make things easy around here. I called TripAdvisor, with whom I had booked - they said I needed to call the hotel. I called the hotel - the phone line was down. I emailed the hotel, and they said to call TripAdvisor. I called trip adviser, explained the situation, was put on hold, and got hung up on. I called back again, they were unable to connect me to the man I was originally working with, and I had to begin the process again. I wasn't surprised when I was again put on hold and again, hung up on. Finally, I called back, re-explained the details, and the woman promised me she would email me about it. I feel like everywhere I turn is another challenge! However, this makes some blessings all the sweeter - friends and relatives have been so helpful as I venture to Paris, and I feel so supported and loved. People I have not heard from in years, old friends, new friends, and family, have all reached out to me to help, and I couldn't feel more grateful. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'm constantly on the verge of happy tears - it's been this way for years. God is so good. I am really looking forward to my trip, and I know how very blessed I am to have the opportunity, not only to study here, but to travel to wonderful places during my stay. God has been so good - my cup is overflowing.The rest of the evening passed with my psychology book and the pitter-patter of rain. God is good.
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