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Trips On Trips

Welcome back to your virtual tour of England and beyond! (You’re in for a bit of a longer read this time, sorry not sorry!)

I’m sitting here writing this on the Italo train from Rome to Florence, but before I tell you about that, let’s backtrack to some things that have happened over the last couple of weeks. 

My life is in shambles…

Ok, not really, but I did visit the shambles while on a trip to York! 

York was another day trip, similar to Cambridge, with transportation organized by the UoN travel society. So as per usual, I pre-ordered my ticket and hopped on a bus with my travel buddy, Elizabeth, at 8:00AM and we headed off to York. After a bit of a delay, and a fear that we wouldn’t make our tour we had scheduled for 11:00AM, we made it to the York Chocolate Story (yeaaaa we were around 15 minutes late but let’s just choose to ignore that cause we still were allowed on the tour by some very wonderful chocolatiers). The tour of the history was fascinating and we even got to experiment with making a chocolate lollipop as a part of the tour! 

The edge of a chocolate swirl sculpture in the top left corner, with the main focus of the photo being a round table with a few bowls and cups in the middle where people will soon be making chocolate lollipops
Chocolate lollipop workstation
A round flat plate with two flattened bags on top. Atop those bags are two chocolate lollipops decorated with chocolate shavings
Clara and Elizabeth’s chocolate lollipops

After that, we went on to York Minster. We didn’t go inside because we didn’t have tickets for that, but even the outside was gorgeous, and the church bells chiming was very interesting. I’ve never heard a church bell that chimed consistently or with as many different tones as this one. 

A large church facade with a bell tower perturbing up from the front most corner
York Minster

Then we refueled at a very bougie Starbucks

People sat at many tables with 3 large arched windows in a high ceiling Ed room
The most classic British Starbucks there ever was.

And then we headed out to the shambles. It’s said that the setting for Harry Potter was inspired by the shambles, and as such, there are a lot of Harry Potter themed shops in the narrow walkways within the shambles. Though it was very cool to pass through, the streets are very crowded and Elizabeth and I opted for the shambles market instead. 

Many people walking towards the camera in a narrow pedestrian only road with many small shops on either side
The small roads of the Shambles

Something that I’ve decided to do on this study abroad is, for every city I visit, I’m going to try to find a ring at a vintage store or a vendors market. (No I promise I’m not gollum), but as rings are my favorite kind of jewelry, and I want things that I collect on this trip to be able to be used for a long time and not just be postcards that I keep in a box and take out once in awhile, I figured this would be a good way to remember my trip while getting some use out of the product, and trying my best to support local shops/artisans. All that being said, at the shambles market, we found a jewelry vendor and I picked up 2 rings! 

Clara’s hand, outstretched, showcasing 3 rings. A silver band with two engraved lines on the pointer finger, a silver and gold indented diamond pattern and edging on the ring finger, and a silver indented diamond patterned ring on the pinky finger
Ring from Cambridge, (on pointer finger), and two rings from York (on ring and pinky fingers)

Our last stop on the York trip was the oldest pub in England, the Golden Fleece. There is a lot of history in that pub, but we didn’t really have time to stop and fully experience it because we were on a time crunch to return to the coach to take us back to Nottingham. 

Small hole in the wall entrance to the Golden Fleece with a barn looking decor style
Exterior of The Golden Fleece

The next week of classes was a lot of prep work for our end of term essays coming up in December, and I did a lot of brainstorming on the topics I want to write about. Some of the highlights include the intersecting identities between class and gender associated with a song, as well as the contributions costume design has for film. I also had a debate tournament which was an internal debate competition between members of the debaters union at UoN and my partner and I took 2nd in the whole tournament! The trophy was so tiny and cute. 

Clara, hair down and slight smile, looking at the camera for a selfie holding up a tiny trophy smaller than her hand
Debate tournament trophy

Now, we arrive at this weekend. 

Elizabeth and I woke ourselves up at 4:45AM on Saturday the 4th of November to get to the East Midlands airport and fly to Rome.

Clara and Elizabeth seated side by side on an airplane from Nottingham to Rome before takeoff
Clara (left) and Elizabeth (right), before takeoff to Rome

We arrived at the hotel at around 3pm and immediately turned around and went into the city for dinner and dessert. And what else are you gonna get in Rome but pasta and gelatos? Elizabeth had found this place in the heart of Rome called Nannarella which was famous for its fresh pasta, and I can confirm, it was absolutely delicious. The gelato we got was just down the street and was such a cute little shop. We then found a small vintage store where I added another ring to my collection.

Two Wok style bowls, a tin of bread between them, and a glass of Rose wine to the right, sat atop a small dining table
2 spaghetti Carbonaras for dinner in Rome night 1
Fist showing a gold ring with a blue heart stone on the middle finger
Rome ring

Then yesterday, we did a 2-hour walking tour of some of the Piazzas in Rome which was a great way to knock out a lot of the tourist spots quickly and with someone who has the historical knowledge that our tour guide has. 

A very old, historic looking church about 3 stories tall
Piazza Altieri
Large open space in the foreground with a few stairs, and a large white building in the background with a bright sun coming through the two towers
Large meeting square in Rome
Clara in the foreground standing in front of the Trevi Fountain with a large smile on her face
Looking for my soulmate at the Trevi Fountain

We also made a quick trip to the Vatican as well as the gardens at the villa Borghese, which have some beautiful walking/running trails and a gorgeous lake. We then circled back for dinner near the colosseum, and lastly, went back for the Spanish steps and some more gelato. 

Clara standing in the open square outside the Vatican
The Vatican
A beautiful lake reflecting a floating gazebo with a couple of pillars
The gardens at the villa Borghese
Photo of the back side of the colosseum with the very beginning of a sunset on the right side
The colosseum
Large rectangular pizza with six large slices of salami on top in the foreground, a large plate of Gnocci with red sauce in the background
Pizza Diavola and Gnocci with pesto and Raghu for Rome dinner night 2

This all brings us to right now; me, having woken up at 4:15AM, sitting on a train to Florence, where Elizabeth and I will be for around 13-14 hours before we hop on another train to Milan, stay about 5 hours at a hotel, and get up at around the same time tomorrow where she will fly to London and head back to Nottingham, and I will fly to meet up with some family in Paris for a couple of days before going back to Nottingham. But that’s for next time. Until then, I’ll just be here balancing work with some of the most amazing travel experiences of a lifetime. 

Small train window showing a glaring sunrise over the countryside outside Florence
Sunrise on trails from Rome to Florence

Cheers! 

-Clara

Exploring and Adjusting

Hi and welcome to the first blog about me actually living in Nottingham! We have lots to discuss…

This blog post will cover two larger experiences I have had and a couple of smaller updates

The day after writing the last post, I ended up going to something called the Goose Fair with a few friends, Aki, Chloe, and Abhita. The Goose Fair is a big traveling fair that comes to Nottingham every fall and it’s the biggest fair in the UK. Needless to say, there were a lot of rides and a lot of people. I (along with a mix of the friends that joined me depending on the ride), went on 3 rides: a Ferris wheel, a giant rotating swing, and something called the Xtreme which is very hard to explain but made me very dizzy and feel like i was flying sideways in an airplane. This was a very fun event and it allowed for a few of my friends that didn’t know each other to meet as well. 

Clara, Aki, Chloe, and Abhita sitting in a circular Ferris Wheel car high above the lights of the Goose Fair shining at night below
From left to right, Clara, Aki, Chloe, and Abhita, all sitting in a Ferris Wheel car at the top of the wheel.
Ferris wheel on the left and in the background, Swing (looks like a tower with pointed petals sticking straight out from the top of it), lighted, on the right and in the foreground
Ferris wheel and swing rides

The other big event was my day trip to Cambridge! I joined a travel society here and they arrange day trips for us to cities around England. And by arrange, I mean they get us all together on a couple coaches and take us to and from, but once we are there, what we do is almost completely up to us. I went with two friends, Elizabeth and Angela, pictured below,, and we went to everything we possibly could despite the complete downpour of rain while we were there. We started the day with a trip to a cafe that Elizabeth found and got brunch, then we went to the Great St. Mary’s church and climbed the tower. We then tried to get on a boat tour on the river Cam, but unfortunately, because of the rain, they weren’t running the tours. Angela wanted to go see a poem inscribed on a stone in King’s College, so we walked around and started by going into the chapel there. It was beautiful and everyone there was so kind (we were all seeking shelter from the rain so we all felt a sense of kinship).

After that, we went to see this poem. Angela, having studied the poem extensively in her home country of Taiwan, translated the poem, written in traditional Chinese, for Elizabeth and I, and told us what the poem was about. The poet had studied in Cambridge and the poem was essentially his goodbye letter to the city.

After we had seen everything there was to see at King’s College, we walked around some shopping centers and vintage stores before going to get dinner at a traditional Neapolitan pizza restaurant. Once we were done with dinner we hopped back on the coach and came back to the university. I had an amazing trip with Elizabeth and Angela and I look forward to more trips with them in the future. 

Two sandwiches sitting on two plates in the foreground, one iced latte with a spiral colored paper straw and two hot chocolates sitting on a tray in the background on a polka dotted table
Breakfast sandwiches and morning coffee/cocoa to start the day
A short but majestic looking apple tree growing in a grassy patch in front of an old English style building at King’s college
Isaac Newton’s gravity tree
Angela, Clara and Elizabeth standing in an archway that look out onto an old historical building
From left to right, Angela, Clara, and Elizabeth standing in an archway near King’s College in Cambridge
King’s College chapel with beautiful intersecting arches carved into the ceiling that make intricate patterns. Stained glass windows cover the walls and shine a little bit of light through
King’s College Chapel
In the left bottom corner you can see a bit of the river that runs through king’s college. Then there is a big open field and behind that you can see some of the historic buildings like the chapel and tower on the king’s college campus
View from the bridge inside King’s College
A poem written in traditional chinese characters inscribed on a light colored stone sitting in an alcove next to a patch of grass
Traditional Chinese poem
3 Neapolitan pizzas sitting on top of a red and white checkered table
Our dinner of traditional Neapolitan pizza

Some other updates on my life so far: 

Classes have still been going great.  I feel like I am adjusting to the structure of English university well and even though the lectures are rather big, we get to engage a lot with the course material in seminars. 

I also haven’t completely lost touch with Linfield or my friends/family. I still talk to people from home quite a bit and I have started planning the courses I want to take in the spring semester. It’s definitely a weird feeling doing that from halfway across the world, but I am excited about what lies ahead for me at Linfield after I return.

Some of my Swift-ness friends will be happy to know that I can now say I have seen the Taylor Swift Eras Tour movie! One of my friends here, Keesha, is a big Taylor Swift fan, and I went to see it with her. It was a great movie and a wonderful performance, and it was so fun to be surrounded by a group of people who you could just tell were having the time of their lives watching a concert performed by someone they all love. 

Keesha and Clara sitting in a movie theater waiting for the Taylor Swift movie to start
Keesha and Clara at the Eras Tour movie

That’s my update for now! Next weekend I’ll be going to York, and in 2 weeks I’ll be splitting my time between Italy and Paris for a week, so look out for the blog post that breaks those down coming soon. Until then, I have some lectures to attend and some more memories to make. 

Cheers!

-Clara

Planes, Coaches, and Automobiles

Hello from Nottingham, everyone! While I have already been here for a few weeks, I thought it would be fun to reflect a little bit about my journey getting over here and share a some of my thoughts on the initial cultural differences I have found, as well as friends who I have made. 

My journey started at 6:00AM on Friday, September 22nd, when I packed all of my suitcases into my family’s car and headed to the Portland International Airport. I checked all of my bags and was able to get to my gate with the help of a great gate assistant. 

Selfie of Clara, curly blonde hair, on a plane with a bright airplane window to the right of her face
Portland>San Francisco

I had successfully made it to the San Francisco airport and to my next gate with plenty of time to get a good lunch in, as well as call and catch up with some friends and family while waiting to board my next plane. 

 

Clara, slightly less zoomed in, on her second plane. Behind her, 3 empty plane seats and a closed airplane window before others boarded the flight
San Francisco>Heathrow

Once on my second plane, I was strapped in for a 10.5 hour flight to London Heathrow. I had my headphones on and was ready to attempt to sleep on the plane, however the cramped environment and a crying baby, coupled with the fact that I don’t sleep very well on planes, meant that I collectively got about 1-2 hours of sleep. But I was running on adrenaline and ready for the next stage of my journey. After a very quick stop through customs and baggage claim, I was assisted to the area where people board coaches. It took some trial and error (yes, I may have almost gotten on the wrong coach to start with, pictured here), but eventually I made it onto the right coach and sat for about a 4-hour long ride. 

One big black roller suitcase, a smaller duffel bag, and a backpack style bag in the foreground. Behind it are barricades, and beyond the barricades is a large coach style bus
The incorrect coach I almost boarded, as well as all my luggage

The coach pulled into Broad Marsh Bus Station, and I only had about 3 miles left of my journey! A student ambassador from University of Nottingham was there to greet me and kind enough to help me with ordering an Uber to the University. My Uber ride was quiet and peaceful as we drove past some very cool architecture in a part of town called Old Lenton. 

Looking out the window from an Uber to an old brick building with a set of old wood double doors, the right one of which has the number 4 in the upper middle. A sign to the right of the doors reads 10 pound entry
Night Club entrance near the Nottingham City Centre

The driver let me off a block or two away from my hall, and you know how everyone says the last bit of the journey is the hardest? Well, that was proven true as I had to get 3 bags down some stairs and across a lawn. Luckily, some very kind students saw me trying to hold everything and offered to help/direct me to the right hall. 

At 6:45PM on September 23rd, after 24 hours of nonstop travel and only 1-2 hours of bad airplane sleep… I made it! Granted, I was about 10 minutes late to the dining hall and it had closed, so I had to get some instant noodles from an RA and realized too late that I had no silverware to eat them with, but I was at least in the right place and had all of my belongings with me

There were definitely some cultural differences that hit me right away. For instance, every announcement at the Heathrow airport was made by someone with a British accent, and I didn’t think that the driving on the wrong side of the road would be as weird to me as it was. But, since my seat on the coach was directly behind the driver, I had an uninhibited view of the road and noticed that almost instantly. As well, the next morning after I had arrived, while waiting in line for a dining hall brunch, I was asked by a student in front of me “is it weird for you to be the one with the accent now?” 

I was able to make some friends right off the bat, which I am extremely grateful for. One of them had reached out to me after seeing my name in an international student group chat for UoN and we ended up going shopping for some room necessities. I also found a friend through my hall, Keesha, who is a full time UoN student, and we have gone to club meetings, out shopping, and are planning on going to the Taylor Swift Eras Tour movie next weekend. 

Clara, on the left, hear up and a rain jacket on. Keesha, on the right, hair down. Both smiling with the doors to a tram behind them on their way to Beeston, shopping centre
Clara & Keesha on a tram on their way to Beeston to go shopping

I’ve also finished my first week of classes. The format is very different to the Linfield classes that I am used to, but they all seem very interesting and I am very interested in learning about the material they cover:  from how the media shapes our self identity, to the role of people such as cinematographers and costume designers in film and television. 

It has been an adjustment, but I have been very open to all of the cultural differences I have experienced and feel very blessed that I am able to have this opportunity to live in a country different from my own for 4 months. I will no doubt be learning new things every day, not just in my modules, but through other everyday experiences and larger travel excursions that I plan on doing. I am very much looking forward to these next few months, and I know that they will teach me a lot.

Cheers,
Clara

Starting The Journey

Hi everyone!

My name is Clara Johansen and I am a junior studying communication arts at Linfield. In one week, I will be departing from the Portland International airport to San Francisco California, then headed to my final destination of Nottingham England for a semester abroad.

I applied for this study abroad on a bit of a whim, but I couldn’t be happier that this came to fruition. As a communication arts major, I really value getting to experience and learn about other cultures and gaining a better understanding of how to interact with people from those differing cultures. Linfield providing opportunities like this is such a great way for a lot of students to gain new experiences while still advancing in their academic pursuits, and I couldn’t be more grateful.

While I am very excited to start this new chapter of my life, there are some things that make me a bit nervous. I am the only person from Linfield participating in the England study abroad program, so I won’t know anyone when I get there. As well, being a legally blind individual, navigating airports like London Heathrow, even with gate assistance, seems a bit daunting. But, I am not one to shy away from a challenge and I’m hoping that my skills of adaptability that I have honed over the years will allow me to arrive and settle in safely without much trouble.

While those are the things I am nervous for, the things I am excited for far outweigh the nerves I am feeling. As I already mentioned, I get to experience a culture that is very different from my own and learn how to navigate and settle into being a part of that culture. Getting to take classes like film and television production and how media shapes our identities is also very high on that list as I wouldn’t be able to take those classes at Linfield. I’m also very eager to travel around the greater EU as ease of travel is so good from country to country. Lastly, I’m looking forward to creating some new friendships that will stay with me even when I come back from this journey. I have the opportunity to meet people whom I never would’ve met if not for this study abroad program I signed up for, so, even though I am the only person from my home school going, I’m still blessed for the opportunity to get out of my comfort zone and create lasting relationships with others.

I hope you’ll be excited to follow along my journey, as I’m sure there will be a lot to update you on as experiences keep rolling in.

Cheers,
-Clara