Author Archives: fustianist

I slept well, but was still up by 8:00am (after going to bed at 2:00), and by noon I’d taken care of the mail, vacuumed the house, gone to the post office, and had left for the grocery store.  I … Continue reading →

I’m home again, safe and sound.  Although my travel day was long (made longer by the additional five hours I picked up on my flight back), all went really, really well.  From 7am (London time) when I woke up to … Continue reading →

Sydney didn’t feel great today, so he spent the entire day in his room. I, not knowing what was going on and reluctant to leave him on our last day together, also spent the day in his room. But by … Continue reading →

By this point, I thought I had academic institutions figured out.  Much of the fun of arriving at a new university was that of finding hidey-holes in which to read, walks to take, and places to find food or treats.  … Continue reading →

My ugliest ID photo by far to date was the one on my Department of Homeland Security card—I sent in a nice enough photo with my application but somehow it was transformed so as to make me look like a … Continue reading →

Yesterday was a bit confusing, with all of the rushing around, a bit of losing my way, and some very sore footpads.  But this morning Sydney and I both went off to class at 10:00, he to a lecture on … Continue reading →

We had a long day today, leaving Sydney’s professor’s house at 6:50 and tramping around Oxford all day.  I don’t know if it’s that the concrete is hard, or we’ve just done something crazy, but our feet are killing us.  … Continue reading →

I’m sitting in what will be Sydney’s room for the next eight weeks.  Fairly sizable, it has an armoir, a bookshelf, a desk, a bed, two chairs, an overhead light, and a sink.  Not bad!  Of course, while he and … Continue reading →

We strolled a mile along the road to an organic farm market this morning. This isn’t like Ithaca, though: the market was obviously part of a gentleman-farming, tourist-observing, fancy crowd. A small marble cheese board the size of my palm … Continue reading →

Sydney and I checked out of our London hotel yesterday and traveled to Oxford, where we took a taxi to the office of one of Sydney’s professors.  We spent the rest of the afternoon in that office, enjoying some down … Continue reading →