Happy Michaelmas!

As I finish off my 3rd week here, I’m starting to get find my routine.  Speaking for myself, having a regular ~7 hour sleep schedule is glorious– and a marked improvement from my (unfortunately quite regular among the SWEboard) 5 hour power nap that sustained me last year.  During international orientation, many of my peers remarked that one of the main “culture shocks” is the pace of life in London.  Hmmm, fast paced, you say?  I guess when you’re used to riding a roller coaster, life on the expressway seems rather manageable.

My current routine for Sunday is among my favorite: mass & a museum.

Sept 22 – St George & the Imperial War Museum

Last week was at St George’s Cathedral in Southwark which was just a 15 minute walk south of my apartment.  I met up with one of my friend’s from UM (who is also studying for a year in London) for the 10am “Family Mass”.  Unlike the congregation at English Martyr’s 9am mass, the crowd was much more diverse:  as Wikipedia confirmed “every Mass is attended by people of different ethnicities and ages ranging from African to Asian to European.”  Perhaps it was more noticeable at this “family mass”, but children were definitely a-plenty. The typical attire was also much nicer– my skirt & dress top were no match for the standard Sunday’s Best.

Going back to what I had said earlier about my enthusiasm for learning about the community through their worship services, this week was an excellent lesson in history.  Here is a summary of some interesting points from the St George’s Visitor’s Guide that I picked up.

  • 1793 – 1828:    “The congregation, still largely consisting of wretchedly poor Irish, had numbered about 3,000 in 1793, but by 1828 seems to have increased fivefold.  Two or three of the chaplains died from infectious diseases endemic amongst the poor.”
  • 1848:  St George’s Church is opened
  • 1852:  Officially becomes a cathedral.
  • 1941:  Bombed.
  • 1953 – 1958: Cathedral is rebuilt. (This is the building that currently stands.)
  • late 20th C:  “Visitors to the rebuilt Cathedral have included Pope John Paul II, Mother Teresa, and, marking St. Geroge’s commitment to interfaith dialogue, the Dalai Lama.  Today the congregation reflects the rich cultural and ethnic diversity of South London.”

Be sure to click on the pictures to see an expanded view and caption.

The entrance to the Imperial War Museum is just a stone’s throw away from St. George’s.  Upon arrival we received tickets to their current special collection on WWI; good thing that we arrived near the beginning of the day because they were already booking 2 hours in advance (to manage foot traffic).  Any tourist guide that I’ve seen ranks the IWM as one of London’s best attractions, and after visiting, I can definitely see why.

Again, be sure to click on the pictures to see an expanded image with caption.

Moving maps to help illustrate key points that lead to WWI:

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Keeping everyone interested:

War effort propaganda:

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Sept 28 – Brompton Oratory & the Victoria and Albert (V&A) Museum

Since “Family Mass” seemed to go well, we decided to give that a go for this week, too– this time at the Brompton Oratory.  This was the most conservative parish of the three that I’ve been to since I’ve arrived. A number of the women I passed on my way in were wearing lace veils; I later learned that the 9 and 11am masses (2 of the 7 masses they say every Sunday) were “1962 Missal” and “Latin High Mass” respectively. Large signs were on the doors requesting that visitors refrain from photographs, but you can view images from their photo gallery on their website.

The 10am “Family Mass” had an unbelievable children’s choir: 5 boys, ~35 girls with a glorious blend (and impressive vowel matching!) that suggested skillful instruction.  There may have been a hymn book for people to pick up on their way into the church, but I must have missed it. It probably wouldn’t have done much good anyway since I’m unfamiliar with the local music and the common hymnal around these parts only has words (no music).  And anyway, the congregation only joined on the opening & closing songs; everything else, including all the mass parts, were sung by the choir. Though I really enjoy singing to participate, being “forced” to just listen provides a unique opportunity that I am very grateful to have had.

The priest focused his homily on this week’s Gospel (click here for the excerpts) which excellently complemented the philosophy reading I have been doing this week on Moral Theory. What is right?  Good?  Just? More on this to come soon!

The Victoria & Albert (V&A) Museum of art & design was literally next door, so a post-mass visit only seemed fitting.

USA represent! VA Rotunda Chandelier by Dale Chihuly of Seattle , WA.


The museum is quite large, so I dedicated this visit to the Medieval and Renaissance wing.  Enjoy a few rounds of Identify Me, similar to Interpret This except there are correct answers this time.

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Some of the many representations of St George:

And finally, in honor of the liturgical feast celebrating the Archangels today:

Fun fact: September 29 is the feast of St Michael the Archangel.  Termed “Michaelmas” this date falls near the summer equinox each year and, conveniently, the beginning of the academic “fall term”– or as KCL (and other institutions) refer to it, the Michaelmas term. Check out this short Wikipedia article for a bit more info.

Game time

Classes began this week!   To keep you oriented on what I’ll be doing this year, here are some quick facts.

  • Program: MA Bioethics and Society
  • Department: Social Sciences, Health, and Medicine
  • Students: 20 in total– 10 UK / 10 international, 15 full time / 5 part time. Backgrounds include philosophy, sociology, anthropology, biomedical sciences, medicine, theology… and of course engineering 😉  Bios are slowing being added to our program website. Feel free to check it out!
  • Credits: 180 UK credits– 60 credits in both the fall & winter semesters and 60 credits for writing a dissertation in the summer. Just as £1 ≠ $1, 1 UK credit ≠ 1 US credit. From what I’m told, UK credits indicate the number of direct teaching / contact hours in the semester. Then, multiply it by 10 to indicate the amount of time that is required for that course over the whole semester. So a 30 credit course requires 300 hours of work over the semester. At 60 credits and 11 weeks of teaching (a normal course load for UK students) that’s 55 hours a week.  Seems a bit dubious if they also believe in a 35 hour work week…  I’ll try to keep you posted with a more accurate account.
  • Course titles for this semester: Foundations in Bioethics & Society (FBS), Foundations in Social Science, Health & Medicine (FSSHM)
  • Weekly academic schedule: class 2 times a week for 6 hours (split between lecture & discussion), 1 hour of additional discussion, 1 or 2 seminars / film screenings, lots and lots of reading 🙂
  • Evaluation: Required (but not graded) “formative” midterm essay. Required and graded “summative” essay. “Written final” the first week of January where we will write 3 “mini essays” in 3 hours for each course.  This means that my grades will be 50% summative essay, 50% written final. Certainly different from having engineering problem sets, lab reports, and exams!


Foundations of Bioethics & Society  – Week 1: The Origins & Evolution of Bioethics

From the Oxford English Dictionary
From the Oxford English Dictionary

Our readings & discussion for the first week centered around tracing the origin as well as looking to the future of the term bioethics:  Why was this specific term used? What did it mean in the various cases?  What cases have been instrumental in shaping our understanding of bioethics?  What is unique about a program that invites philosophers, sociologists, theologians, and scientists (and an engineer!) into the same discussion?  Why is this diversity so valuable?

Interestingly enough, one of the two main “origin theories” is not published in the Oxford English Dictionary: the establishment of the Joseph and Rose Kennedy Institute for Bioethics at Georgetown University in 1971.


Here is a sampling of some of the (publicly accessible) topics from this week:

  • Nuremberg Code — developed after WW2 in response to the Nazi medical experiments.  Somewhat surprisingly, this didn’t have that much effect on the development of the bioethics in the United States. Medical professionals didn’t think that it was very relevant to their work because the crimes committed by the Nazis were clearly barbaric (not in the grey area).
  • Tuskegee Syphilis Experiment — and yet, here’s an example of history being doomed to repeat itself.  If you are unfamiliar with the 1932-72 case (as I was!) here is a brief synopsis. The Belmont Report  was developed in response to this case in 1978 and a formal Apology to Survivors was issued in 1995.
  • Guatemala Syphilis Experiment — repeating history again, and again… Here is another brief synopsis from the 1946-48 research as well as the full government review published in 2011.

I haven’t yet had my FSSHM lecture this week, but I’ll report back when I do.



\ˈärt, ərt\

Since we had a few hours before the Comedy of Errors began at the Globe, we decided to walk next door to the Tate Modern Museum. My first memorable introduction to Tate Modern was via this lil documentary that my brother posted on my facebook wall this summer:  Why Beauty Matters (Roger Scruton – BBC, 2009).

Less eloquently summarized by the river boat captain: if you’re interested in seeing a building dedicated to displaying rubbish posing as art, make your way over to Tate Modern.

Ouch. Feeling like that was undeservedly hostile, I wanted to see for myself so I could draw my own conclusions.

High school aged art students presumably sketching various works throughout the museum
High school aged art students presumably sketching various works throughout the museum. Not quite sure what is meant by these Charlie Brown deciduous trees…

I was delighted to some works by Picasso including this one:

Seated Nude – Picasso (image from Tate Modern website)

I remember being introduced to Picasso in those Art inserts in my elementary school literature books.  His works were indeed… different from more classically trained artists, but from my perspective he pushed boundaries without jumping off the deep end like Duchamp did with his “Fountain” (harshly criticized in Scruton’s documentary).  Defining any random object as art does not necessarily make it so.  I further grew in appreciation for Picasso when his work was discussed in my UM English class: “more” does not always mean “better”.

Bull – Picasso

His classical skill is not as well publicized, probably because he rejected that style to portray the world in a unique, profound way.  I understand that just because something is “unique” or “profound” doesn’t necessarily make it art, but Picasso was definitely on to something.

Here was another piece that I found particularly interesting:


Homeworkers – Margaret Harrison

From the display caption: (courtesy of Tate Modern)

“Harrison advocated action and strong political discourse as the only effective means of fighting for workers’ and women’s rights. She began to research Homeworkers when the Equal Pay Act came into force in the UK in December 1975. Harrison worked with the National Campaign for Homeworkers in London for two years and interviewed several piece workers. The canvas includes items such as gloves, brooches, buttons and safety pins, flanked by their selling price, their production time and the money paid to their makers. The seven hands painted at the top symbolise the manual toil involved in piece work.”


I feel confident in disagreeing with the river boat captain’s claims, but there were some pieces in this gallery that were more… dodgy.  Enjoy a few rounds of Interpret This. Feel free to jot down your guesses in the comment section! Each picture is followed by Tate Modern’s description of the work so you can check your “answers”.

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All the world’s a stage

Shakespeare in Love at the Noel Coward Theatre – M 15 Sept

On Monday morning, I met up with MD and AB (two friends from orientation) to try our hand at acquiring discounted theatre tickets.  To set the scene, I was quite thrilled to be included in this pow-wow because:

1) for every additional person that is in the group, it becomes increasingly difficult to get tickets together, and

2) as a student of Bioethics (background in engineering) I was… a bit out of my league. MD, a recent graduate in English was now focusing on Shakespeare at King’s. And AB, who had previous studied abroad in London during her undergraduate days, was taking a “sabbatical” from teaching high school literature to focus her master’s studies on Modern English Lit.  Did I mention I’ve met some really cool people?

AB came well prepared with a list of shows, theatres, performance times, and potential discounts. We decided to try for War Horse first, and made our way to the queue outside of New London Theatre. No dice. We were number 10, 11, & 12 and gentlemen 8 & 9 were requesting 5 tickets between the two of them.  Taking full advantage of the fact that we live here and thus aren’t under and significant pressure to book today, we made the game-time decision to head back to Matilda at the nearby Cambridge Theatre. No Monday show! Rats.

As the clock ticked toward 10:30am (30 minutes after most box offices open) we picked up our walking pace and *luckily* there were still 3 available £15 front row tickets to Shakespeare in Love that evening.

“Restricted viewing?” we inquired.

“No, you should be able to see everything. The stage is tall though, so you’ll have to look up.”

“Well, I have a young neck,” MD offered with a smile.

* * *

We met at the theatre about 45 minutes early which gave us ample time to marvel in the design of the 4 level theatre (ground, mezz, balcony, amphitheatre). The stage was indeed tall, but we folded up our jackets to sit on and did some good neck stretches before the opening number.  For those of you that are unfamiliar with this musical (play with music really, not the traditional 20 song and dance routine musical) here is a short synopsis of the film version.

At this point I’d like to offer a few big shout outs. First to my middle & high school literature teachers, especially Mr Havlicek– were it not for the exceedingly large amount of Shakespearean verses that I was required to memorize, I may not have been able to digest the allusions and witticisms that made this musical so entertaining.  Secondly, I’d like to thank those that have had a key role in my music education, most recently, Professor Mengozzi.  Though I initially resisted learning about the Renaissance period in Musicology 345, I amazed myself with the technical attention I was able to give the madrigal musicians.

The performance. Was. Fantastic.

Granted, I may have had a bit more adrenaline going than the average audience member– Pinch! I’m in London!!– but honestly, it was a solid start to my days in London’s theatre district. 🙂

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Comedy of Errors, Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre – W 17 Sept

We were initially just planning on booking tickets today for a show next week, but the schedule was a bit dodgy and with only a few weeks before the outdoor theatre closes for the winter we didn’t want to press our luck with navigating class schedules and rainchecks (where they distribute ponchos or move the show indoors.)  So the 2pm matinee it was!

We arrived an hour before the start of the show to join the Groundling (£5 tickets to stand throughout the 2.5 hour show) Queue.  They did a bag check upon entry which was so quick, I couldn’t imagine they could actual detect any traditional weapon.  Maybe they were searching for tomatoes and cabbages? Though there are no bad seats when you stand and the stage is a good 5 feet off the ground, if you are in the front row, you can lean against the stage.  Just be careful when an actor comes running toward you!

For blog purposes, it was rather unfortunate that photos were not allowed in the Noel Coward Theatre, but perhaps it will make the pictures that I acquired at The Globe even better. 🙂

Full 360. Panoramic view is kind of dodgy in the globe, but it’s kind of fun to flatten out a circular theater.

Though I’ve never formally studied the Comedy of Errors, it is not the most difficult Shakespearean play to digest.   Since the actors were so dramatic in the telling of the story, I may not have even needed the quick pre-show skim of the plot synopsis.  I again was impressed with how intentional the directors (and actors) were about making this form of art accessible to the common man.  As an actual Groundling, I was quite appreciative.  😉 During one interlude twin members of the chorus came out to sweep up the mess caused by Dr Pinch (the faux wizard) and within a few seconds a quidditch match was underway!

Another interesting modernization was inserted in Act 3, scene 2.

Original Text:

  • A: Where Scotland?
  • D: I found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of the hand.

Today’s Performance:

  • A: Where Scotland?
  • D: (very exaggerated pause) I… don’t…. know…


It is certainly an exciting time to be in the UK! I learned that my walk back from Shakespeare in Love just missed a rally on Trafalgar Square in which Londoners were making their case for Scotland to stay in the UK. Such a pity that I’m not able to report live from the scene, but I’m certain that whatever tomorrow’s vote may bring, interesting commentary is sure to follow.

Until then, cheers,


Week 1: Call me a tourist?

This officially marks the end of my 1st week in London. Since classes haven’t yet started, I’ve had a remarkable amount of free time to see London.  Though I’m hesitant in calling myself a tourist– I know how to navigate multiple forms of public transit, I shop at the grocery, etc– I am many moons away from being considered a local. In the past few days, I’ve taken advantage of navigating myself to some of the more popular sites as well as some places off the beaten path. For the geographically inclined people out there, enjoy this map:


Roman Catholic Church of the English Martyrs

I really enjoy participating in mass when I travel because in addition to the religious aspects, it provides a unique perspective on the culture and community.  On Sunday I went to “Roman Catholic Church of the English Martyrs” since it was in the direction of the Whitechapel art gallery that I was planning to visit that afternoon with some friends I met during orientation.  Their 9am mass– one of two masses that are said at that parish each Sunday–  had ~50 people most of whom were 2, 3, and 4 times my age.  Hymns were led by one man singing very loudly in the back of the church and and each member of the congregation could pick up a hymnal (or rather, prayer book as it only had words and no music) on their way into the church.

Fitting to the church’s namesake, one of the petitions and a good portion of the homily was focused on David Haines, the British man who was recently beheaded by Isis.  Though Mr Haines was not a parishioner of that parish and it is reasonable to suppose that nobody in the church that morning knew him directly, they came together to grieve for the loss of one of their. In a somewhat strange way, by being invited to share in this grief, I was able to more fully connect with the parishioners and participate in the mass.

Petticoat Lane & Old Spitalfield’s Market

Mostly pictures. Definitely worth a visit if you find yourself in London. It is less crowded and less touristy than many of the places in Central London.

The Whitechapel Gallery featured modern art, but no photos were allowed.  We then headed to the WWI poppy memorial displayed at the Tower of London. It was amazing to compare these two modern exhibitions.  While I didn’t mind keeping a rather quick pace throughout the multilevel Whitechapel Gallery, I trailed along the edge of the Tower of London for quite some time.  Though I haven’t developed a definition of art in general terms, I know it when I see it.

We also found ourselves in the midst of the Tour de Britain. Apparently I’m good at finding bike races, because the Tour de Polone ended in Krakow when I was studying abroad there last summer.

Tour de Britain
Tour de Britain




Classic Boat Rally, St Katherine Docks

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Tower Bridge & The Scoop

On our walk back into Central London, we happened past the Totally Thames festival which focused on celebrating the local area.  In addition to the earth-fairy hats (see picture below) there was a petting zoo and a Sing for Water performance at the Scoop, an outdoor amphitheater.


British Museum

Another popular place to visit, even on a Monday!

After visiting Athens last summer, I was a bit disappointed to learn that many sculptures from ancient Greece were actually in the British Museum in London.  We have nice facilities, we’ll preserve and display them with care, said the Brits. So Greece built their Acropolis Museum in 2009… but they still didn’t get their artifacts back. Though I’m not necessarily supporting the politics behind this setup, it is certainly exciting for me to have access to this Grecian culture in my London neighborhood.

Ancient Greece exhibit in the British Museum
Ancient Greece exhibit in the British Museum

Even though classes will be starting soon, I’m looking forward to continuing the adventures. Here’s to a year of discovery, of becoming a Londoner and not just a visiting student in London.





On Saturday, I made a plan to go to the Borough Market, National Gallery, & National Portrait Gallery.

Borough Market

National Gallery

After the market, I took the train up to Charing Cross and walked to Trafalgar Square to visit the National Gallery & National Portrait Gallery.

I was lucky enough to arrive just as a free tour was starting at the National Gallery.  Since I am now living here instead of just visiting, it is really awesome to just stop in a gallery for an hour or two. That being said, it was a little bit unsettling to see how people were perusing the gallery.  I don’t proclaim to be an art expert, but I can tell the difference between a gallery and a zoo…

The former SWE president in me started brainstorming methods for improvement. Should the require you to participate in a tour? Or maybe charge a small admission fee to encourage people to be more conscious about their visit?  Or maybe just be more vigilant about chastising people for inappropriate behavior?  I was developing my remodeling plan until the end of the tour when the guide came up to one of the women standing behind me.  I hope my descriptions were ok for you, the guide said. Was this some sort of critic? I did a bit of obvious eavesdropping and soon realized the woman being addressed was holding a white cane.  While staring at people is generally not seen as polite behavior in the US culture (and as far as I can tell this rule remains true in London) I couldn’t help my eyes from widening: (1) in embarrassment for my train of thought that tried to limit access to this treasure , and (2) in amazement that such concerted efforts were being made to support art education for all.

Curious about the Gallery’s endeavor to make art accessible to everyone, I did a bit of research to find their Disability Equality Scheme (support for deaf, blind, physically handicapped visitors) and their mission to provide “the widest possible access to the national collection of paintings in the Western European tradition to around 1900, which it houses, conserves and displays.”  My fascination with this gallery runs much deeper than the beautiful artwork.

The Portrait Gallery was just around the corner, and I spotted St Martin in the Fields, the name sake of the Academy of St Martin in the Fields, the chamber orchestra directed by one of my favorite violinists, Joshua Bell.  I had the amazing opportunity to hear them perform Beethoven’s violin concerto as part of the UMS series in 2012 and will be keeping an eye out for tickets this year. 🙂

St Martin in the Fields
St Martin in the Fields

National Portrait Gallery

International Student Orientation

Although I am quite used to having international students in my classes, it is a rather new experience being the international student.  (I never really classified myself as an international student when I studied Polish in Krakow because all the students fit into that category.) When I first received the invitation from KCL to attend the three day international student orientation, I admit I was not particularly excited.  How will I meet locals if I am lumped into a group without any Brits?

It didn’t take long to get over this childish fit and register, and this past week have been a wonderful time of meeting new people, exploring London, and becoming acquainted to life as a KCL student.   A few key lessons learned:


Backpacks & suits in the bar
Backpacks & suits in the bar

The pub is not so much a building as a way of life. 

From what I can tell, the nights end earlier than they do back home, but post-work Happy Hours are more frequent… as in (almost) every day.  Bringing your backpack to the bar is no longer just for undergrads.  At a one week assessment, it seems as if this is a great way to build community with your colleagues.


British English is a foreign language.

Sometimes its just my midwestern accent. Other times it is an the actual difference in definitions.

  • Andrea: Excuse me. Do you sell sandwich bags?
  • Tesco clerk: Sorry.
  • Andrea: Sandwich bags.
  • Tesco clerk: Sorry.
  • Andrea: Sandwich bags. Ziplocks. Plastic bags for packing food. Gesticulate packing and sealing a ziplock.  When you pack a lunch…
  • Tesco clerk: Sorry????
  • Andrea: Cling wrap or wax paper are sometimes used to wrap sandwiches. Plastic sandwich bags are also used…???  Or even tupperware if you have that… Cling wrap, Seran wrap, wax paper, packing a lunch…
  • Tesco clerk: Oh! Aisle 10.

Come Christmas time I feel like I’ll be quite good at Taboo.  I’ve decided to keep a running list of definitions to help with the language barrier.


Yes, there is a student discount.

Be it a bus fare, restaurant, hostel or theater tickets, there is probably a student discount.  If you are not sure, ask.  You are not considered cheap if you ask. You’ll just be considered stupid if you spend more than required.


The cost of living is indeed high!

Here’s a cost comparison between Ann Arbor & London to give you an idea. I knew this coming in, but there are still some sticker shock moments. The most painful purchase so far has been laundry detergent– £10 ($16.20) for 41 washes!  Needless to say my expectations for how clean my laundry will be are pretty high.  The positive aspect of living in one of the most expensive places in the world is that there is a collective poverty, or really, just a need to budget effectively.   Identify the best method for transportation before you head out for the day, make meals at home, check drink prices before heading into a pub,  and take advantage of student discounts!


Pedestrian lights are mere suggestions.

  • If the street is clear, walk. If a car is in the distance, walk quickly.
  • If a car is approaching but other peds are crossing the intersection, move with the crowd.  If only one brave soul is crossing while a car is approaching, use your best judgement. If you decide to move, make eye contact with the driver. Do not be alarmed if the man in the left seat is texting in the car– he is not the driver.
  • Use the directions painted on the street to remind you of the directional flow of traffic.
  • Bikers ride in the road but follow similar rules to pedestrians. If you meet a biker at an intersection, give him the right of way. You will lose in a collision.


Public safety operates… differently here.

Clearly there are no rules against jaywalking, but laws pertaining to weapons are quite strict. For example, pepper spray is an illegal weapon and thus may not be carried. You may, however, use an item for self defense that is not explicitly a weapon. As presented by a London police officer, raking keys across an assailants eyes should do the trick. Woof. And Americans are stereotyped as being brutal.

Another interesting point pertains to sexual assault. Having attended many a required SAPAC (Sexual Assult Prevention and Awareness Center) information sessions at UM, it is taught that sexual assault is never the victim’s fault.  Here, however, the language was much less explicit as the officer explained that when he receives a case he examines the victim, too: their appearance / dress, blood alcohol level, etc.

And this was just the first few days! Perhaps these were rather obvious observations, but I’m looking forward to learning about more of the nuances throughout the year.

Mastering the British Language

In response to the many a joke regarding the differences between the language we speak in the States and that which is spoken by Brits, I’ve decided to keep this running post:


  • \chps\
  • n. fried rectangular pieces of potato; french fries
  • Fish and chips, kiddo. “Fries” are only sold at American shops like Five Guys.


  • \krsp\
  • n. thin slices of potato that are fried until crispy; usually found packaged in a bag; marketed in America as “chips”
  • How cute! The American said “the chips are tasty!” Next she’ll be telling you she likes your pants!


  • \ˈfrɛʃə\
  • n. a first year student, either Bachelor’s or Master’s student
  • All Fresher’s should meet in the courtyard at 14:00 for a walking tour of the neighborhood.


  • \ˈjəm-pər\
  • n. sweatshirt or sweater that doesn’t open in the front; not a cardigan or a dress-type uniform worn by 7 year old girls
  • Brrr!  I need a jumper or a beer jacket!  (<– overheard by a Fresher)



  • \pnts\
  • n. underwear, not to be confused with trousers


  • \prpr\
  • From the Cambridge dictionary: in a socially and morally acceptable way
  • Often inserted to indicate the preferred method




  • /kju/
  • n. a line
  • v. to form a line
  • “An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one.” – George Mikes
  • London at First Glance


  • /ʃlɛp/
  • v. to haul stuff awkwardly (as in suitcases)
  • Since there was no lift, Andrea had to schlep 2 suitcases up multiple flights of stairs at Picadilly station.
  • London at First Glance



  • \ˈtraʊzəz\
  • n. long clothing article that covers you from waist to ankle, not to be confused with pants

London at first glance

When I initially booked by flight to London, I’ll admit that I hadn’t given much thought to rush hour traffic in Chicago.  Consequently, my blood pressure was probably running a bit higher than normal when I realized the security lines at O’Hare were some of the longest I had ever seen.  With quick Berkemeier-length* strides, I made it to my gate with 3 pre-boarding minutes to call and remind my bank that I’d be leaving for London… today.  Nothing like that last minute for getting things done!

(*I have long jean genes.  At 5’10”, I’m in the shorter half of my family.)

This was my first time on board with Virgin Atlantic, so the flight attendant’s British accents and red suits (complete with red heels & lipstick) were quite novel for me. The safety video especially put a smile on my face. 😉

Inline image 1We arrived at Heathrow early, which gave me a beautiful introduction into British queuing. (After just 3 days here, I’m convinced this is an innately cherished pastime for the Brits.)  I was ushered to a “special” queue for international students, which I later found out was security’s way of concentrating the more time-consuming cases so the general “non EU passport” queue didn’t get out of control.  Other than the difficulty of remaining awake during EDT (Michigan) wee hours of the morning, no trouble was had.

Before long I was gathering my luggage, meeting representatives from King’s College London (KCL), and learning how to navigate the Tube, London’s underground rail system.  Friends, this is no AATA route map. While I’m not a complete novice with public trans, I was glad I had warmed up in Chicago.

The Tube system

The ride was pretty straight forward from Heathrow– a little better than an hour and only one transfer at Piccadilly Circus.  (<— Just got to love the British language haha.)  It was at said transfer that I became acutely aware of just how much luggage I had packed, and consequently, was very thankful that I restricted my luggage to one large & one small suitcase.  My trapezius– after sleeping on a plane and then incorporating a shoulder shrug on the last flight of stairs to compensate for tired arms– did not demonstrate quite as much gratitude.

My apartment was just a few minute walk from the Waterloo stop– the best possible location I could have imagined.  In true London style, it is about half the size of the double I shared during my freshman year in MoJo, complete with the roof-line-slanted-wall that you get from acquiring a room on the top floor.  I must admit, I think my view of The Shard trumps Observatory Lodge with its eyes closed. (I’m hoping to score a good window picture for a later post.)

My neighborhood (with my apartment circled). Noteworthy neighbors: London Eye, Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre, London Bridge, The Shard, King’s College London (yes! for being able to walk to class!), and many others.

I’ve spent a great deal of time pinching myself as I walk with wonder. THIS IS REAL LIFE.

I’ll be taking classes on KCL’s Strand Campus which is a 12 minute walk from my apartment, just across Thames via the Waterloo Bridge.  Classes don’t begin until the week of September 22, but you can expect a few words between then and now pertaining more toward my courses and field of study.

I am incredibly humbled to represent University of Michigan and am ready to seize the opportunities as a resident of London, student at KCL, and RMJ fellow.

Until next time, Cheers!