finally finals

Ok, so as always, it has been a while. I have been to Scotland and I cannot even begin to explain how much I love Edinborough. Our Hostel was right in the middle of the city and it was so easy to find wonderful things to do. We went on a three hour tour with an overly enthusiastic guide named Gaija, climbed King Arthur’s Seat (breathtaking), went to Loch Ness, and got a 12 hour bus ride full of commentary on the spending habits of the Scottish Parliament (our driver was out of his mind). The pictures show more than I could ever say. A train ride two bus rides and a horrifying Ryanair flight later, we were back in good ole’ Oxfordshire. This past weekend we tourist-ed around our little college town and had tea, saw Oxford Castle, watched Midsummer Nights Dream (the promenade theatre version) in Headington Park, and saw where Harry Potter was filmed. It was all in all a very fun filled weekend. Finals are coming up and I will say that I am eager to be done with them. I am one film editing session, two tests and one final away from my transatlantic pilgrimage.

And now for a non sequitur…

I am currently sitting in a Starbucks in Oxford, trying desperately to crank out an analysis of Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s dream for my 8 am class tomorrow (one of the things that stands between me and my journey to the States). After this paper and two tests I will be on a plane home from my two month adventure…the only problem is that I am horribly distracted by a crazy woman sitting across from my table next to the window. Apparently for the past hour there has been a fly that has pushed her time and time again to furiously leap from her chair with a rolled newspaper and smash every surface in sight in hopes of ending this poor fly’s life. She looks a lot like Queen Latifa, so these furious fly swatting fits are all the more hilarious. Just now, in an action of divine irony, she has given up on the chase and the fly is simply sitting on her rolled up newspaper staring up at her from beside her coffee cup. I can only imagine her frustration- maybe its like trying to write a term paper and having someone distract you with sudden fits fly-blood lust.

Ok, back to my paper- next time you hear from me it will probably be state side.