Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Barcelona, Espana!!! Yes, I am still alive!!


Highlighter Party
Hello all! Sorry for the delay in posts! Things have been so busy here!  I have been studying for tests, writing papers, coordinating my Christian Fellowship group, planning trips, getting ready for trips, going on trips, studying some more, attending a Valentine’s Day karaoke party, chatting with staff like the funny old night guard Chris, preparing an act for our school talent show, going to Stamford with my host family, learning to actually like and drink a lot of tea, visiting Barcelona with four of my girlfriends, and going on a large group paddywaggon tour of Ireland.  Yesterday, I got to celebrate “pancake day” or as we would call it Mardi Gras of Fat Tuesday with my host family!  They had both “savory pancakes” (including chicken, mushrooms, and a sauce) as well as “sweet pancakes” that you add orange and lemon juice (fresh squeezed), chocolate, honey, and sugar!  They were much thinner than American pancakes, but were absolutely delicious!  After, I returned to school, and we had a highlighter party where everyone wore white shirts and wrote on each other with highlighters (they showed up under the black lights that were out).  Today, I am so lucky that I have gotten to attend our “double day” of classes! Woohoo!   So, needless to say, it is a very busy day and week once again!

Beach at Last!!
So…now for Barcelona!

Wednesday February 8th.  British Studies Exam: 14:00-16:00. Cab to Grantham Train Station: 15:55.  Train Departure from Grantham: 16:17. Train Arrival in King’s Cross Train Station: 17:29.  Tube to Victoria Train Station. Gatwick Express departure from Victoria Train Station: 18:15.  Arrival at Airport: 18:44.  Easy Jet departure to Barcelona: 20:15.  Arrival in Barcelona: 23:30.  Nothing like a hectic start to the long weekend!!  We did, however, successfully make all of these connections, just barely!  Upon arrival to Barcelona, we took a taxi to our hostel (I still think he overcharged us because he thought he could take advantages of Americans) and then went to the beach.  Even though it was only 40 degrees outside at best, we ran around barefoot and got our feet in the water!  It was a great start to what was to be a really amazing trip. 

View out of the Hostel at Breakfast

Thursday:  We started the day in the hostel café, eating our free breakfast, planning our day, and looking out to the beach through the glass window wall of the café.  Yes, our hostel was right on the beach, and I could see it while eating my morning muffin.  I think it’s the closest I have ever stayed to a beach!  Planning the day was a little complicated because we had several maps, but none that showed which metro stops led us to the various attractions we wanted to see, so we had to guess and check with our limited knowledge of Spanish.  Also, people in Spain do not even speak Spanish, but rather Catalan (a merge of Spanish and a couple of other languages that we definitely didn’t know)!  “Habla ingles?” seemed to be the one phrase we began to depend on!  The day was full of highs and lows. Highs: Being walking on La Rambla (the famous walking street), being able to navigate based on color rather than have to decipher the Catalan, eating pastries and napping on the beach, and eating the traditional Spanish paella.  Low of the day: Barcelona being the top city for pickpocketing and Becca being a victim to it.  Fortunately, she noticed immediately and another friendly tourist who spoke some English was able to lend us her phone to cancel the credit cards immediately. 

Karen, Becca, and I on the beach!
The Beach!

Sunset at the Port
Paella :)
Bus Tour!
Saturday morning, Karen and I decided to do a double-decker bus tour of the city due to our limited touring the previous day after the pickpocketing incident.  It was a quick and easy way to be led around the city, hear some of the city’s history in English, and be able to visit all of the attractions that we wanted to see.  We also got a great deal and discount on lunch at a restaurant ironically named “Happy.”  It really did make us happy and full!  Some of the highlights of the day included seeing the Olympic Village, bull fighting and soccer stadiums, and Park Guell.  At Park Guell, we watched the sunset from the highest part of the park, where there were 3 crosses up on a hill overlooking the city.  It was absolutely beautiful, and truly a God-inspired spectacle.  Sunday, we concluded our trip with enjoying our last bit of Spanish food at a café where we got into a long chat with a few locals, and viewing the beautiful basilica, Sagrada Familia. 

The Pastries Rocked!
Casa Batllo
Park Guell

Three Crosses
Sagrada Familia

Inside Sagrada Familia
After my trip in Spain, I truly have a new appreciation of Spanish culture.  I wish I could have had so much more time in Barcelona!  Not only was the city beautiful, but it had a definite sense of culture,cuisine, religion, and livelihood.  I hope someday to return here and truly be able to more fully immerse myself in the wonderful Spanish culture and way of life.


Sunset at Park Guell


Sunday, February 5, 2012

Birthday Week!


My Small Group Roman Tour!
This Wednesday, we went on a field trip to Lincoln (about an hour away from Harlaxton via bus).  Here we explored some Roman ruins, toured an old Cathedral that was built during the 11th century, and also toured Lincoln castle that is currently the home of one of the four copies of the Magna Carta.  We also had some free time to explore the city on our own, eat our sack lunches, visit a pub called the Magna Carta, and do some shopping.  It was a great trip.  Too bad we have to be tested over it!

Rachel and I in front of the Manor
This weekend, I was able to celebrate my 21st birthday!  It was a little bittersweet. I was not able to celebrate with everyone back at home, but I did truly enjoy my birthday festivities here.  We had class on Friday this week, so many people actually stayed in town this weekend which was nice.  Thursday night, we had a Bistro party that we called “Merica Night” in which we celebrated being American by wearing red, white, and blue, enjoying American food and drinks, playing the national anthem, and listening to any music that was either country or had a reference to the good ‘ol USA.  The Bistro stops serving food and drinks at 11 every night, but since it was my birthday at midnight, a lot of people stayed down until just after midnight.  At midnight, I was hoisted in the air, and everyone sang happy birthday!  It was a fun way to kick off my new birthday. 

At the Goose with Alex, Albert, and Rachel on Saturday
Friday after class, I went in to town and collected Rachel Milne from the train station and brought her back to the manor to spend my birthday with me!  I got to show her all around the manor and then we went out to The Goose and Barcode.  Three other friends of mine had birthdays within a week of mine, so we all wore birthday pins and went out together!  It was a whole lot of fun, and I could not have asked for a better birthday!

View from the Morning Room
Saturday, I got a great birthday present of a snowy manor.  I was really hoping that it would snow while I was here just once to see the manor covered in white!  It truly is beautiful.  A lot the young kids here have been sledding and building snowmen, and several of the students have joined in the fun, too.  I think the refectory is probably missing more than a handful of lunch trays from students attempting to sled down the big hill out back!  Because I have so much work to do, I have spent my time in one of the state rooms called the Morning Room that has big glass windows.  I feel this has been a good way for me to stay in the warmth, yet still enjoy the view of the spectacular wonderland; however, I am hoping to get outside tomorrow afternoon in the snow for a bit!  Later in the evening, we watched a movie and ordered pizza.  During the middle, I was surprised with ai birthday cake from my cross country buddies.  It was made by Cadbury, so it was quite good!  

This morning, I was able to go in to mass at St. Mary’s church, despite the snow on the ground.  I spent much of the rest of the day with my host family for a “barbecue.”  It was much like a gathering with my extended family at home.  Their daughter’s family came to join us, we ate a lot of great food, and then I was surprised with a birthday present and cake!  We also learned how to play Mexican dominoes (and even better, I won)!  I have decided that the Twycross family is awesome.  They truly made my birthday feel special, and I felt like I do have a sort of family over here. To cap off the night, I am working on some  studying for my British Studies test and watching the super bowl (yes until 3:15 am)! Karen and I made a special sign for the occasion! :)  We were very excited about the Giants win and ran around the manor chanting and celebrating!

We hate the Patriots!  GO GIANTS!



Edinburgh, Scotland: The Best City EVER!


Lunch Spot at Calton Hill!
Ok, I know I am really late on this, but here we go! Last weekend, I went to Edinburgh, Scotland for three days, and it was absolutely AMAZING and will be a very hard trip to top.  I remember telling my travel buddies in the train station before we left that I just had a really good feeling about the weekend.  Little did I know how great the trip would really be.  During the meet a family program the night before, our “dad” told us to look at the windows about an hour from Scotland because the view would be beautiful.  The train ran along the shore, and we could see light houses and waves in the ocean!  And, of course, lots of sheep.  Upon our arrival in Edinburgh (pronounced by the Scots as Edinburuh), we checked into the hostel and then headed off to find a place to eat our packed pb&j lunch.  We walked to the top of Calton Hill, which overlooks most of the city, and found a great place for our picnic!  That afternoon, we met up with several friends and hiked to the top of Arthur’s Seat, which essentially is a steep climb to overlook the city.  We took lots of pictures at the top, and then hiked down to a pond we saw below where we skipped some stones and had swans eat right out of our hands!!  After the hike, we wandered down the Royal Mile and walked into many of the little souvenir shops and boutiques.  For dinner, we found a pub called “The Tron” that was fairly reasonably priced.  I had my first Belgian waffle there for dessert, and it was so good that I went back and got another one on Saturday! It had chocolate, whipped cream, and vanilla ice cream on top.  Delicious.  After dinner, we went to bed at eight because we were all exhausted! 

Me on Top of Arthur's Seat

Group Shot from the Castle
Sunset Run
Day two began with a sunrise run in attempts to see the harbor; however, we ended up near the water in a very industrial area that wasn’t exactly picturesque, but we got a good run in and saw the pretty colours in the sky!  We then showered, ate breakfast/ lunch, and went on a three hour tour of the city!  We heard all sorts of historical, cultural, and as our tour guide phrased it, “just plain weird” stories about Edinburgh.  My favorite story was how the stone of destiny (a giant stone used as a throne for coronation of all Scottish kings) was reacquired.  It had been moved by the English king to Westminster Abbey when it rightfully still belonged in Scotland.  A group of college students from Glasgow University (around thirty minutes from Edinburgh) heard the story of the stone and decided to steal it back one night.  When they were on their way back, they heard on the radio that there were extra inspections at the England-Scotland border because the stone had been stolen.  The students decided to bury the stone in a field and come back for it later.  Then, realizing that in the cold and under the weight of the ground the stone could crumble, the group leader Ian went back for the stone.  Bad luck continued to strike when there was an Irishman’s caravan on top of the exact spot where the stone was.  Ian politely asked the man to move the caravan, but the man slammed the door in his face.  So Ian went back to Scotland and came back later the next day with some whiskey.  He then told the Irishman what he had done and if he would move his caravan so that he could get the stone.  The Irishman loved the story and since the Irish are not a fan of the Brits, he was overjoyed to move the caravan.  Bad luck continued again when Ian dropped the stone and cracked it in two; however, he managed to hide it under the front passenger seat of the car and drive it back to Scotland with the Irishman.  They then celebrated with it before finally telling the government what had been done.  The stone now is in its rightful place in Edinburgh castle.  This is just one example of the several stories we heard.  It was a very cold day, but really enjoyed the tour and warmed up with some tea afterwards.  After the tour, I went to the castle and was able to actually see the stone, which has been pieced back together.  The castle tour was wonderful too!  The view on top of the castle was one of the best views of the entire city.  We got to see various different parts of the castle including the prison, chapel, great hall, and dungeons.  After exploring the castle, we again went to Calton Hill after to watch the sunset.  Later that night, we had dinner and then partook in a “pub crawl.”  Basically, the pub crawl was a guided group that took us to various different local pubs and allowed us to get to know different people that we may not have met otherwise.  Within the first thirty minutes, I had met Scots, a guy from Australia, a girl from Argentina, and another girl from Chile.  We had a lot of fun talking to them, seeing the different cultural differences that we all had, and coming together over a common love for traveling in Europe. 

Me in Front of the Castle
Sunrise at Arthur's Seat
In the morning, I again rose early for a sunrise run, this time the destination being the top of Arthur’s Seat.  It was quite a climb, but we watched the most beautiful sunrise I have ever witnessed.  The rest of the day was spent wondering around town and doing some shopping.  We went to the Scottish national museum (home to Dolly the sheep), the museum of childhood (full of old toys!), and walked around the beautiful campus of the University of Edinburgh.  I even at the end of the day decided to buy myself a Scotland shirt as an early birthday present.  Before heading to the train station, we walked all the way to Papa John’s (a little farther than we remembered it being) and got pizza for dinner.  Because of how long of a walk it was, we literally had to run all the way back in order to get back to the hostel, get our luggage, and to the train station on time!  It was a close call, but we made it and were finally able to eat the pizza!  On the way home, we all enjoyed talking about the trip, but then got the thrill of reading our Shakespeare piece, Henry IV, on the way home.


So far, Scotland has been my favorite trip and it will be hard to beat.  I loved the beauty of the outdoors, the castle, the strong Scottish pride, and just the overall feel of the town.  Edinburgh was a fairly large city, but small enough to have the unity of a small town.  I actually felt like I could live there, not just like a tourist.  This trip is one I will forever remember and have truly enjoyed.

Top of Arthur's Seat with the XC girls

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Meeting my New Family!


Last Thursday, I was able to meet my host family for the semester at the “Meet-A-Family” dinner.  I have been paired with John and Jenny Twycross for the semester and will share them with Shelby Cron, one of the cross country girls.  The school put on a very nice dinner (that is apparently always some sort of chicken according to my parents) with some AWESOME cheesecake for dessert (and I don’t even like cheesecake)!  The dinner allowed us to meet, talk with, and get to know our host families.  We also pulled out our “diaries” (English word for planner) and scheduled the first actual visit with our family.  This Tuesday, Shelby and I went to our host family’s home for dinner.  Our host family lives in a lovely home in Grantham.  They prepared chili for us, which I thought was 203248203482039843 times better than the American version of chili.  It was served over rice with soy sauce and had vegetable chunks such as pepper, zucchini, and mushrooms in it!  After being entirely stuffed with chili and bread, we were then served apple crumble with custard for dessert.  It was one of the best desserts I have ever eaten, or at least it seemed that way after not having ate any good desserts in a while (minus my Belgian waffle in Scotland)!  After dinner, Shelby and I stayed and played a game called "Farkle" that I had given as a gift to my host family.  It was a whole lot of fun, and we are looking forward to going back to their house this Sunday for a mid afternoon barbecue!

Our Family! :)


Thursday, January 26, 2012

Life in England, Week 3


After a fun week in Amsterdam, I have come back to another tough week of school.  My first round of quizzes was this week, and I think I did pretty well!  However, with another British Studies quiz, British Studies test, and my individual presentation for British Studies being within eight days of each other, and having to keep up on current events to write my weekly paper for Sociology of Crime and Deviance, I truly have my work cut out for me.  I have been working hard, and I have become a regular at the library, which fortunately is the warmest place in the chilly manor.  While I have been busy with my studies, I have also begun planning a couple more trips (one to Ireland and one to Barcelona) and have partaken in a few school activities.

First Poem Read by a Local in Scottish Attire
This Tuesday, we had our first SGA (Student Government Association) activity.  It was called “Burns Night” and was a traditional commemorative night for a Scottish poet named Robert Burns.  We were all allowed to have a small sample of “whiskey punch” and haggis, which essentially tastes like stuffing, but has minced lamb parts in it.  It was actually very tasty (especially since it had onions in it)!  During choir, we had learned a few songs written by Burns and sang them, and many people went up, attempted a Scottish accent, and read some of his poems.  Later that same evening, Justin and I also lead our first organized Christian Fellowship session that we are now calling “BASIC” (Brothers and Sisters in Christ).  We had a guitarist who led us in the music, and Ellyn and I led the singing (which was interesting for me because I didn’t know any of the songs)!  Justin was our speaker for the night, and we read some scripture and set the tone of the semester of “getting back to the basics” in our faith. 

Choir Singing at Burn's Night
This morning, I had another very interesting experience in class.  The history class I am taking is called “The Cultural History of Alcohol” and is commonly referred to as “the beer class” here.  In class today, we actually made beer and cider.  While we did use a kit, making it was a very simplified project, it was still a very interesting experience.  We had to learn how to sanitize all of the equipment and when to add the right ingredients.  It is supposed to take approximately a week to ferment, so next week we will be sampling what we made.  Hopefully it isn’t too horrible.  One of his previous classes won an award with a beer-making competition, so hopefully I guess it should at least be drinkable...  

Tonight, we have the meet a family reception where I will actually meet my host family for the semester.  My friend Shelby and I have been paired with the Twycross family!  We are excited to meet them! I will be spending the rest of the weekend visiting Scotland with the cross country girls and some of the Western Kentucky students.  Look for a post next week on it!

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Wait what? This is the wrong way?!....Amsterdam in a nutshell.

Ok! So, I realize that I have quite a bit to blog about!  Since my last post, I have made it to Holland and back, and have gotten through almost another whole half a week here at the manor.  I have been feeling a little under the weather the past few days, so I have done a lot of sleeping and even got talked into drinking tea (yuck) in attempts to feel better quickly.  Today, I am seeing the benefits and am feeling a TON better!  Even went for a short couple mile run last night to the gate and back.  I am continuing to love my time here, and as I am growing closer to my new friends, I am loving the experience more and more.

First Night in Amsterdam- Walking to the Hostel

Canal at Night

So I guess I should begin with my trip to Amsterdam.  This trip was radically different from my trip to London, but I loved it as well.  We had class Friday morning, and raced to East Midlands Airport right after lunch.  BMI baby, a cheap airline, proved to be reliable enough to get us to Amsterdam, although it as a pretty turbulent flight!  The plane seemed a little less durable than any other flight I have experienced before, but I guess we made it! Haha!  Problem number one occurred in the airport when I realized that peanut butter is a paste and that I couldn't take it in my carry on...oops....

Lost in the Train System!
After arriving, we went to the "I amsterdam" store, bought train tickets to the central tram station as well as an Amsterdam pass that for one price got us into most of the attractions the city offers.  We then headed off to the train station.  However, being that everything was written in Dutch, we had to make an educated guess on which train to take.  While we thought we were getting on a train to central station, we realized that this was not the case.  We then decided to hop off and jump on the right train.  However, then things went even more wrong! One of our group members forgot her immigration letter (which works as our visa to get us back into the UK) in the store where we bought our Amsterdam passes.  So, we hopped on a train back to the airport.  Fortunately, we found the letter and there was no one on the trains checking our tickets, so we were able to get the letter and return back on the train free of charge.  This time, we managed to pick the right train, and then got on the right tram that the man at the airport told us to catch! But as things seemed to get better, they again, got worse.  I went to take my first picture and realized I had left my memory card in my laptop and that I would not be able to take any pictures!  So all of the pictures that I have included are ones I have stolen from my group (many of which I actually took myself though)!  A few stops later, we made it to the hostel, checked in, and headed out for the night.  We walked a few blocks, got a decent deal at an Italian restaurant, and were able to get a good meal in for only 10 euros.  We have come to find that in Europe, unless the restaurant is actually inexpensive, that you can easily find places that will cut you a deal and give you a cheaper price than what the menu really says!  Especially when you look like an American tourist.  We later went out to a pub, strolled around the city, and then headed in to get some rest for our early rise in the morning.  Walking around at night was probably my favorite part of Amsterdam.  It is so vibrant at night and has a whole new energy that it doesn't have during the day.  All of the canal bridges are lit with white lights and all of the buildings are light with florescent signs and lights.

We were really cold...
This first night was also my first experience in a hostel.  When we arrived, there was a sign outside that read "hotel", but two of the letters were flickering and went out.  However, as far as I have heard hostels go, I think we ended up at a fairly nice place.  There were ten of us in total.  The first 8 that had registered for the trip were all in one room, but my friend Karen and I had joined the group later, so we were on our own sharing a bunk bed in a room of six.  Fortunately, we only had two other roommates (two guys around our age from Canada) who had come to Amsterdam for the "coffee shops" and pretty much just slept the entire time.  It was almost as if we had our own room.
Me by the Canal
Foam Museum
The next morning, we woke up around 8 to begin the day.  Next problem: We forgot to bring converters. So we had to deal with wet hair all day! Unlike the hustle and bustle of the night, the morning greeted us very dark, overcast, rainy, and the city even seemed somewhat dull.  After a breakfast of bread and cheese, we split in to two groups.  Mine first headed to a photography museum called Foam.  As all good photography does, many of the photos had descriptions that made the display very moving.  We also went to the Vincent Van Gogh museum.  We saw several originals of his famous paintings; however, since I got the song stuck in my head about his painting "Starry Night", I was a little disappointed that that painting wasn't actually there.  It was a very interesting experience to visit this museum, though, and interesting to see how overtime Van Gogh developed as an artist.  For lunch, we went to Burger King for a cheaper option, and they had some sort of chicken wrap that they don't sell in the states.  Turns out, it was delicious! We did, however, have to pay for ketchup to go with our fries.  Being a ketchup lover, I was a bit disappointed, but managed to suffice on one package for all of my fries!  In the afternoon, we went to explore a street market, visited a very interesting Jewish history of Amsterdam museum, and stopped in the infamous Heineken store.  Along the way we got on the wrong tram a couple times, but I guess that is all part of the experience being in a foreign land with a foreign language! We found a nice but cheap pub and pancake house to eat at for dinner, and then went back to the hostel to meet up with the other half of our group.  We played some cards for a bit, then strolled around outside and went to a night club.  Eventually, we went back to the hostel, checked out the bar area in the basement, and decided to get some rest.

The Heineken Brand Store (this sign is made of ice!)

Group shot at the Tram Station
On Sunday, we went off again to explore and take full advantage of our Amsterdam passes.  My two favorite parts of Amsterdam were the canal tour and our visit to the Anne Frank House.  The canal tour was a very fun way to see all of the city highlights in around an hour.  Unfortunately, since it was raining yet again, we didn't get a ton of good pictures from the boat..  The Anne Frank House did not allow us to take photographs, but I think the memory will be forever imprinted in my mind.  We were able to walk through the "Secret Annex" where the Franks lived during World War II, watch several video clips on the Holocaust, viewed many remains, and saw Anne's diary.  The museum was very unique in the fact that it was begun by her father Otto Frank and that it used many of Anne's quotes from her diary to tell the story.  When the Franks had been forced to leave the Secret Annex, all of the contents of the Secret Annex were removed.  When the museum was created, Otto Frank did not want the rooms to be restored, but left empty.  There were models in every room showing how they would have looked furnished, but the rooms were solemnly left empty.  At the end, there was an interactive game we all played and enjoyed, too.  We also took a quick walk through the infamous red light district just to say we had been there, stopped by a diamond museum, visited an old church, and ventured across town with our Amsterdam books attempting to get as many of the "freebies" as we could while getting the opportunity to see more of the city.

Karen and I on the Canal Tour

I amsterdam sign
After my trip to Amsterdam, I have made a number of conclusions about the city.  First off, Amsterdam is a very biking friendly city.  There are often times more bike lanes than car lanes on the street!  Second, Amsterdam is a very night friendly city.  While there was plenty for us to do during the day, it was incredible how few people were out and about during the day in comparison to how many were out in the evenings and further into the night.  Also, while Amsterdam seemed like an old ordinary town during the day, it became a large beautifully lit city by night.  It was nice to visit Amsterdam as my first city in a foreign language as well because almost everyone there knows at least some English, so we got some good help from people.  One man on the tram who we had questioned about where we were headed even told Karen and I that "boys never listen" and that must be why we kept ending up in the wrong place.  So true! We thought it was pretty funny!  Overall, I loved my experience in Amsterdam, and am glad I was able to visit with such a wonderful group of new friends!



Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Life in a Manor

English Clog Dancing

So, after coming home to the manor after my trip to London, I am coming to realize that while I may have originally thought mostly on travel coming here, there is so many other special things here.  While at first I was not entirely thrilled about being in the Carriage House due to the short walk in the cold, I have come to really enjoy it.  Every time, the manor looks entirely different, depending on the time of day.  I am stuck every time by its size and beauty.  In the morning, I enjoy the sunrise.  Midday, I enjoy the sun shinning down on the manor or the clouds surrounding.  At night, I see my favorite view of the manor with the night sky and the stars, which are quite beautiful here.  It is something you truly just can't capture on a camera.  Harlaxton is not just a place to stay in between traveling and to take classes, but a place of history and community.  There is always so much to do, and I really do not understand how anyone could ever be bored.  I have become busy with a basketball league, student fellowship, choir, all of the cultural immersing activities, classes, visiting Grantham, and just in general making a lot of new friends and enjoying this experience with approximately 200 different students and faculty.  This week, for instance, we had an exposition of sword dancing and clog dancing and then enjoyed some traditional singing and dancing with them in the bistro afterwards.  It has been fun getting to know the other students, as well as the staff and their families, because many of them are living here in the manor with us.  Yes, this does mean there are a few little kids running around the manor.  One of my favorites always greets me with a high five, is very high strung, and likes to share his Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal with me.  I can't imagine what it would be like living here as such a young child with such a large imagination.  Some of the kids are home schooled by their parents, but others actually attend schools in Harlaxton and Grantham.  But they are just another thing to put a smile on your face here every day.   The people here are wonderful, scholarly, and all just fantastic.  While I am looking forward to my weekend travels, I am also really enjoying being able to call this Harlaxton Manor home. This afternoon, I am going on a historical tour of the manor, so hopefully I will be able to post more about the actual manor soon!

English Sword Dancers

Attempting to understand British Studies...