Hope you're all having a great festive season.
So far in my house we've had one big argument, two people crying, lots of tension over Scrabble (why did I think it would be a good idea to play it with my sister?), an excess of food and booze and plenty of dispute over what to watch on telly. So, a pretty standard Christmas :).
Hope you're all having a great time.
Merry Christmas!
Lottie x
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Season's greetings!
For anyone who received an email from a Mr Chris Brand recently, which I think is probably anyone on the Edinburgh Philosophy postgrad page, here is a link to some background:
http://www.theherald.co.uk/search/results.cgi?search=dan+dennis
Here is the text of the reply I sent to him; please feel free to copy:
Dear Chris Brand,
Please do not spam me with any such email again. I have no wish to learn about your campaign to oblige universities to support homophobia and superstition.
Sincerely,
Conor McHugh
And, for those of you who did not get the email (which was sent to Dan Dennis and CCed to a bunch of other people), here it is:
Dear Dan Dennis, I was glad to learn via the Glasgow Herald (22 xii) of your support for academic free speech. Just let me know if there's anything I can do to help. NB matters are perhaps a bit more tricky than you might think, as I outlined for UK Christian Unions in a recent letter, pasted below. Yours sincerely, -- Chris Brand (MA Oxon [Psychology and Philosophy]).
------------------------------------------------------------To: The President, Exeter University Christian Union Re: 'Students Consult Lawyers After Refusal to Reinstate Exeter Christian Union'(http://www.christiantoday.com/article/students.consult.lawyers.after.refusal.to.reinstate.exeter.christian.union/8627.htm.
The saga started in May this year when one student felt the CU's requirement that CU members attest biblical principles was too "exclusive" for him -- probably in its not condoning homosexual behaviour. Full account: http://www.zenit.org/english/visualizza.phtml?sid=99353 and http://www.lawcf.org/lawreformdetail.php?ID=232.)
Edinburgh, 6th December 2006.
Dear James Harding,
It's great to gather from the media that UCCF and Exeter University Christian Union have the will to fight for freedom of belief, speech, expression and association in Britain's universities. Freedom is a most important cause, as is support for traditional family values; and both causes have been abandoned by many British academics over the past twenty years. Times Higher recently reported that 80% of British academics said universities had sacrificed the principle of academic freedom (26th October).
But I write principally to urge a little clever caution in view of press reports of your planned legal action. In particular, I suggest your legal team should not put much reliance on the 1986 Education (No. 2) Act, for this statute only *appears* to oblige universities to support free speech.
In 1998, Edinburgh University successfully argued (against me and my counsel) before a Scottish High Court judge that any duty that it had to support free speech took second place to its need to support its own reputation and income. In a particularly astonishing passage among complex legal proceedings, it was argued by the University that it had no more duty to support free speech than did *a biscuit factory* -- and this argument was essentially accepted. I honestly advise that UCCF lawyers look carefully at http://www.crispian.demon.co.uk/McDNLArch3b.htm for more (FIND 'Decision of Mr T. Gordon Coutts QC') to see what they would be up against.
Of course, Edinburgh University's attitude to free speech was and is disgraceful; but I imagine, in view of all the trouble that Exeter University has given your Christian Union so far, that Exeter will follow suit. One way forward could be to publicize the inadequacies of the 1986 statute via the media, for I'm sure there would be wide public sympathy once it was realized that British universities had spinelessly accepted legislation actually undermining their historic duty to defend free speech. Alternatively, it would be important, apparently, to gather evidence that allowing expression of 'homophobic' views would not diminish, and might actually enhance the reputation and income of a university.
Sorry if this is initially dispiriting; but I want you to win, not lose! You're welcome to let me know if there is anything else you feel I can do to help. I am yours sincerely,
-- Chris Brand (psychologist, author of 'The g Factor').
PS The latest from Edinburgh University is a compromise offer of accommodation for the Christian Union's (allegedly homophobic) PURE course so long as information (which the University would itself supply) is prominently displayed to the effect that some groups (telephone helplines supplied) think homosexuality is just fine. However, no such 'health warnings' were planned to oblige the Islamic Society to explain that its Hamas speakers were anti-Semitic, or to point biology students to creationist points of view about the origins of life. Rather than litter its clubs and courses with health warnings, the University would surely do better to put up a sign at its Old College HQ declaring 'Anything said in this university may be rubbish -- especially the University's own unprincipled and fast-changing views on freedom of speech.' The University's Student newspaper carried a fine letter (from Scott George McCombe, 5th December) pointing out the classic error of calling for 'free speech so long as it is responsible/sensitive/inoffensive/balanced etc.': for there is simply *no need* to provide 'freedom' for speech that wouldn't upset anyone -- a point that was made unavailingly to Edinburgh University as it aimed to placate its 'anti-racists' and feminazies back in 1996/7/8.
For anyone who received an email from a Mr Chris Brand recently, which I think is probably anyone on the Edinburgh Philosophy postgrad page, here is a link to some background:
http://www.theherald.co.uk/search/results.cgi?search=dan+dennis
Here is the text of the reply I sent to him; please feel free to copy:
Dear Chris Brand,
Please do not spam me with any such email again. I have no wish to learn about your campaign to oblige universities to support homophobia and superstition.
Sincerely,
Conor McHugh
And, for those of you who did not get the email (which was sent to Dan Dennis and CCed to a bunch of other people), here it is:
Dear Dan Dennis, I was glad to learn via the Glasgow Herald (22 xii) of your support for academic free speech. Just let me know if there's anything I can do to help. NB matters are perhaps a bit more tricky than you might think, as I outlined for UK Christian Unions in a recent letter, pasted below. Yours sincerely, -- Chris Brand (MA Oxon [Psychology and Philosophy]).
------------------------------------------------------------To: The President, Exeter University Christian Union Re: 'Students Consult Lawyers After Refusal to Reinstate Exeter Christian Union'(http://www.christiantoday.com/article/students.consult.lawyers.after.refusal.to.reinstate.exeter.christian.union/8627.htm.
The saga started in May this year when one student felt the CU's requirement that CU members attest biblical principles was too "exclusive" for him -- probably in its not condoning homosexual behaviour. Full account: http://www.zenit.org/english/visualizza.phtml?sid=99353 and http://www.lawcf.org/lawreformdetail.php?ID=232.)
Edinburgh, 6th December 2006.
Dear James Harding,
It's great to gather from the media that UCCF and Exeter University Christian Union have the will to fight for freedom of belief, speech, expression and association in Britain's universities. Freedom is a most important cause, as is support for traditional family values; and both causes have been abandoned by many British academics over the past twenty years. Times Higher recently reported that 80% of British academics said universities had sacrificed the principle of academic freedom (26th October).
But I write principally to urge a little clever caution in view of press reports of your planned legal action. In particular, I suggest your legal team should not put much reliance on the 1986 Education (No. 2) Act, for this statute only *appears* to oblige universities to support free speech.
In 1998, Edinburgh University successfully argued (against me and my counsel) before a Scottish High Court judge that any duty that it had to support free speech took second place to its need to support its own reputation and income. In a particularly astonishing passage among complex legal proceedings, it was argued by the University that it had no more duty to support free speech than did *a biscuit factory* -- and this argument was essentially accepted. I honestly advise that UCCF lawyers look carefully at http://www.crispian.demon.co.uk/McDNLArch3b.htm for more (FIND 'Decision of Mr T. Gordon Coutts QC') to see what they would be up against.
Of course, Edinburgh University's attitude to free speech was and is disgraceful; but I imagine, in view of all the trouble that Exeter University has given your Christian Union so far, that Exeter will follow suit. One way forward could be to publicize the inadequacies of the 1986 statute via the media, for I'm sure there would be wide public sympathy once it was realized that British universities had spinelessly accepted legislation actually undermining their historic duty to defend free speech. Alternatively, it would be important, apparently, to gather evidence that allowing expression of 'homophobic' views would not diminish, and might actually enhance the reputation and income of a university.
Sorry if this is initially dispiriting; but I want you to win, not lose! You're welcome to let me know if there is anything else you feel I can do to help. I am yours sincerely,
-- Chris Brand (psychologist, author of 'The g Factor').
PS The latest from Edinburgh University is a compromise offer of accommodation for the Christian Union's (allegedly homophobic) PURE course so long as information (which the University would itself supply) is prominently displayed to the effect that some groups (telephone helplines supplied) think homosexuality is just fine. However, no such 'health warnings' were planned to oblige the Islamic Society to explain that its Hamas speakers were anti-Semitic, or to point biology students to creationist points of view about the origins of life. Rather than litter its clubs and courses with health warnings, the University would surely do better to put up a sign at its Old College HQ declaring 'Anything said in this university may be rubbish -- especially the University's own unprincipled and fast-changing views on freedom of speech.' The University's Student newspaper carried a fine letter (from Scott George McCombe, 5th December) pointing out the classic error of calling for 'free speech so long as it is responsible/sensitive/inoffensive/balanced etc.': for there is simply *no need* to provide 'freedom' for speech that wouldn't upset anyone -- a point that was made unavailingly to Edinburgh University as it aimed to placate its 'anti-racists' and feminazies back in 1996/7/8.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Mental Parental DIY
I returned home to discover that the toilet had been redecorated...
Yes, my mother has covered the walls entirely with Guardian wall charts. Now your trip to the loo can be educational: you can spend your time learning about types of goat or try to identify the type of spider that is sitting watching you pee.
P.S. I've finally got around to uploading pictures from the Chris/ Nicky bialthlon and from Zoe's birthday. You'll find them in the usual place.
Yes, my mother has covered the walls entirely with Guardian wall charts. Now your trip to the loo can be educational: you can spend your time learning about types of goat or try to identify the type of spider that is sitting watching you pee.P.S. I've finally got around to uploading pictures from the Chris/ Nicky bialthlon and from Zoe's birthday. You'll find them in the usual place.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Conor goes to Toronto to see "Il Mago"
Comrades, Conor's goin to Toronto next week. Now, since the only thing that happened in Toronto in the last decade or so is "Il Mago" Andrea Bargnani (notice how difficult it must be for the Canadians to pronounce his surname r-g-n) joinin their NBA team (yes, there is Barney too, but that's fiction), I think that Conor should spend his time in Toronto (where he'll rejoin his girlfriend after, what?, 4 months...) watchin bball. Yes, forget about xmas, love, the nearest relative of love, or the nyc of the north - just watch "Il Mago".
So here is the Raptors' schedule for the next couple of weeks.
So here is the Raptors' schedule for the next couple of weeks.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
Benjamin Griffin
Here are a few pics of my new nephew, who is two days old today (Monday). I think you'll agree he takes after his uncle in every conceivable way.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
The Hanson clan take on Bristol
Hi all,
I just spent the weekend at my sister's place in Bristol for the celebrations of her 21st birthday. I tell you, there's nothing like your younger siblings reaching significant birthdays to make you feel old! The party itself was really good. It was a joint party with one of Martha's housemates, Chloe, who had also just turned 21. They had hired a room in a pub and had a funky jazz-type band playing. The theme was corsets and cufflinks, which was a bit different and also gave me an excuse (as if I need one) to wear my corset. All the girls were in corset/ basque type tops (a fact that my brother appreciated, I think) and the boys were dressed pretty smart too. The only damper on the evening was the fact that my mum and dad's car broke down. They were staying in a cottage over the Welsh border because my mum is going to a conference in Cardiff this week and they were driving over to Bristol for the party when the car ceased to function. The AA was called but it was unfixable at the roadside, so my Dad had to go all the way back to Northumberland (6 hours drive away) with the car on the back of an AA truck and then drive down in their other car the next day. They managed to get a taxi for mum though (not an easy feat at 11 on a Saturday night, when you're in a lay-by somewhere in the middle of nowhere) so she managed to make it to the party. Anyway, apart from that minor disaster, the evening was wonderful. In addition to the band there was a good selection of music picked out by Martha and her flatmates so we were boogying until the early hours.
Surprisingly Lottie didn't get pissed (I don't know what came over me!) but my mother did overdo the wine a bit. Well, it had been a stressful evening, I guess, so she's excused. She kept apologising for being embarrassing and then insisted on drinking three cups of coffee to sober up when we got back to Martha's place, even though she knows perfectly well that it won't actually help. She obviously had a good time though! (And I think we can see where I get my drinking habits from...).
Anyway, there will be pictures to follow when I can be bothered to upload them.
Ciao!
Lottie x
I just spent the weekend at my sister's place in Bristol for the celebrations of her 21st birthday. I tell you, there's nothing like your younger siblings reaching significant birthdays to make you feel old! The party itself was really good. It was a joint party with one of Martha's housemates, Chloe, who had also just turned 21. They had hired a room in a pub and had a funky jazz-type band playing. The theme was corsets and cufflinks, which was a bit different and also gave me an excuse (as if I need one) to wear my corset. All the girls were in corset/ basque type tops (a fact that my brother appreciated, I think) and the boys were dressed pretty smart too. The only damper on the evening was the fact that my mum and dad's car broke down. They were staying in a cottage over the Welsh border because my mum is going to a conference in Cardiff this week and they were driving over to Bristol for the party when the car ceased to function. The AA was called but it was unfixable at the roadside, so my Dad had to go all the way back to Northumberland (6 hours drive away) with the car on the back of an AA truck and then drive down in their other car the next day. They managed to get a taxi for mum though (not an easy feat at 11 on a Saturday night, when you're in a lay-by somewhere in the middle of nowhere) so she managed to make it to the party. Anyway, apart from that minor disaster, the evening was wonderful. In addition to the band there was a good selection of music picked out by Martha and her flatmates so we were boogying until the early hours.
Surprisingly Lottie didn't get pissed (I don't know what came over me!) but my mother did overdo the wine a bit. Well, it had been a stressful evening, I guess, so she's excused. She kept apologising for being embarrassing and then insisted on drinking three cups of coffee to sober up when we got back to Martha's place, even though she knows perfectly well that it won't actually help. She obviously had a good time though! (And I think we can see where I get my drinking habits from...).
Anyway, there will be pictures to follow when I can be bothered to upload them.
Ciao!
Lottie x
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Halloween party
Hey guys,
Okay well here are some pics from the party - one of me as a mermaid, one of Amber as a devil and then a couple of our living rooms. It was a lot of fun, a few people came really decked out, including a burlesque bunny, though I couldn't get a pic of him. Enjoy!
L.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Hallowe'en
Good day one and all.
I have put the pictures from the hallowe'en party up on my flickr page, where you can access them to your heart's content. For those of you not present a little explanation: Chris and Mog decided to have a halowe'en costume party and being the bunch of crazy fools that we are people (mostly) made a lot of effort. The Blue Peter award for best home-made costume goes to Dave for the Frank Sidebottom head; the prize for scariest costume goes to Tom R. for his seriously disturbing home-made mask; the prize for most convincing costume goes to Kent (he's the one dressed as the singer from KISS) since several people didn't recognise him; the prize for most appropriate costume goes to Chris Morris, who came as a mad scientist (actually, it's not clear that it was a costume); and the prize for most disturbing costume has to go to Massimo, who came as Ezio.
The festivities of the night were many and varied. Chris Morris and Tom C. engaged in a spaztastic drinking challenge which involved having cans of Tennants taped to their hands backwards and racing each other to see who could drink them the quickest. I'm pretty sure that the Morris won, as I clearly remember him doing a victory dance. Losing obviously had quite an effect on Tom, as he fell asleep shortly afterward, whereupon he was set upon by a group of fiends with make-up... the results can be seen on the website. Mog was having quite a lot of fun with the make-up, managing to make both Chris Morris and Dave up to look like the pretty little girls that we know they are inside. However, in exchange for doing Dave's make-up Mog had to agree to let Dave do her make-up and so she ended up having "I am a spacko" on her face for the rest of the night. A small price to pay, though, for the joy of seeing Dave with green eyeshadow and bright red lips - it coordinated so well with his beard!
Anyway, a good time appears to have been had by all. Thanks Chris and Mog!
I have put the pictures from the hallowe'en party up on my flickr page, where you can access them to your heart's content. For those of you not present a little explanation: Chris and Mog decided to have a halowe'en costume party and being the bunch of crazy fools that we are people (mostly) made a lot of effort. The Blue Peter award for best home-made costume goes to Dave for the Frank Sidebottom head; the prize for scariest costume goes to Tom R. for his seriously disturbing home-made mask; the prize for most convincing costume goes to Kent (he's the one dressed as the singer from KISS) since several people didn't recognise him; the prize for most appropriate costume goes to Chris Morris, who came as a mad scientist (actually, it's not clear that it was a costume); and the prize for most disturbing costume has to go to Massimo, who came as Ezio.
The festivities of the night were many and varied. Chris Morris and Tom C. engaged in a spaztastic drinking challenge which involved having cans of Tennants taped to their hands backwards and racing each other to see who could drink them the quickest. I'm pretty sure that the Morris won, as I clearly remember him doing a victory dance. Losing obviously had quite an effect on Tom, as he fell asleep shortly afterward, whereupon he was set upon by a group of fiends with make-up... the results can be seen on the website. Mog was having quite a lot of fun with the make-up, managing to make both Chris Morris and Dave up to look like the pretty little girls that we know they are inside. However, in exchange for doing Dave's make-up Mog had to agree to let Dave do her make-up and so she ended up having "I am a spacko" on her face for the rest of the night. A small price to pay, though, for the joy of seeing Dave with green eyeshadow and bright red lips - it coordinated so well with his beard!
Anyway, a good time appears to have been had by all. Thanks Chris and Mog!
Sunday, October 29, 2006
adeline takes on subway
To Whom It May Concern,
I quit. You've breached the terms of our agreement. Upon employment you agreed to give me no more than 15 hours a week, and now you're asking me to work 25 hours a week. This shows your complete lack of respect for the worker. You don't want employees, you want machines; even worse, slaves. But I am a human being; a student, in fact. I have studied objectification in books, but I did not think I would have felt it in my own skin. I shall not stand to be objectified by an American corporation. You people think you've defeated the worker, but the worker is alive and well. I'm free again. Since Friday, when I returned the ultimate symbol of exploitation, your lifeless black uniform, I am my own liberated self.
There are rumours that you will charge me for quitting. You better pay my full wages; I have given my blood, sweat and tears to this job. Is this the way you value your workers? By charging them £20 for speaking up against reification?
One last thing: yours is the worst management I have ever experienced.
I hope all your capitalist sandwiches go rotten.
-The new liberated Adeline
I quit. You've breached the terms of our agreement. Upon employment you agreed to give me no more than 15 hours a week, and now you're asking me to work 25 hours a week. This shows your complete lack of respect for the worker. You don't want employees, you want machines; even worse, slaves. But I am a human being; a student, in fact. I have studied objectification in books, but I did not think I would have felt it in my own skin. I shall not stand to be objectified by an American corporation. You people think you've defeated the worker, but the worker is alive and well. I'm free again. Since Friday, when I returned the ultimate symbol of exploitation, your lifeless black uniform, I am my own liberated self.
There are rumours that you will charge me for quitting. You better pay my full wages; I have given my blood, sweat and tears to this job. Is this the way you value your workers? By charging them £20 for speaking up against reification?
One last thing: yours is the worst management I have ever experienced.
I hope all your capitalist sandwiches go rotten.
-The new liberated Adeline
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Hey guys,
Well it's been a while since I've posted anything substantial so I thought I'd take a minute and procrastinate by briefly updating you on my life.
So I'm settling into the flat well. I'm not too unhappy with the location, since we're right by an express train that is very quick into manhattan. I'm liking my room, and it's starting to feel a bit more like home. Am meeting people slowly, and we're having a party on Saturday so hopefully that will help my lack of network situation. Then again, it's also likely we'll have about three people at this party so we'll see. I'll definitely post pics and give you an update as to how it went. I do wish that all of you could be here! We're also currently interviewing for a third roommate to go in the third small room in our flat, and we're getting a good response, which is relieving. Hopefully we'll get someone good.
I'm heading back to Toronto in just over three weeks and I'm very psyched for that - I realized the other day I haven't had a proper stretch in Toronto since last September, since over Christmas last year I was doing apps. I'm going for a week and a half, which is a nice amount of time. Enough to relax, get some work done, and see people. It's also a good marker to get me through the rest of the semester. Looking forward to that and seeing Conor and all of you guys in Dec/Jan is helping ward off the loneliness.
I talked to Elanor on the phone the other night for a good hour - it was so weird yet so refreshing to hear a Glaswegian accent over the phone, after now being so accustomed to American accents. It made me miss Scotland!
Anyway, I want to encourage you guys to post as well, since this is as much for me to hear about your lives as it is for you to hear about mine (which is incredibly boring right now. So I apologize for sounding dismal). I miss you all so much!
xo
Lisa
Well it's been a while since I've posted anything substantial so I thought I'd take a minute and procrastinate by briefly updating you on my life.
So I'm settling into the flat well. I'm not too unhappy with the location, since we're right by an express train that is very quick into manhattan. I'm liking my room, and it's starting to feel a bit more like home. Am meeting people slowly, and we're having a party on Saturday so hopefully that will help my lack of network situation. Then again, it's also likely we'll have about three people at this party so we'll see. I'll definitely post pics and give you an update as to how it went. I do wish that all of you could be here! We're also currently interviewing for a third roommate to go in the third small room in our flat, and we're getting a good response, which is relieving. Hopefully we'll get someone good.
I'm heading back to Toronto in just over three weeks and I'm very psyched for that - I realized the other day I haven't had a proper stretch in Toronto since last September, since over Christmas last year I was doing apps. I'm going for a week and a half, which is a nice amount of time. Enough to relax, get some work done, and see people. It's also a good marker to get me through the rest of the semester. Looking forward to that and seeing Conor and all of you guys in Dec/Jan is helping ward off the loneliness.
I talked to Elanor on the phone the other night for a good hour - it was so weird yet so refreshing to hear a Glaswegian accent over the phone, after now being so accustomed to American accents. It made me miss Scotland!
Anyway, I want to encourage you guys to post as well, since this is as much for me to hear about your lives as it is for you to hear about mine (which is incredibly boring right now. So I apologize for sounding dismal). I miss you all so much!
xo
Lisa
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
... and after! (almost)
Hey,
So this is my room as it is now, some things might change and I still need to clean up stuff and put up pics, but it definitely looks more like a room now which is relieving.
L.
before...
Okay guys, here are 'before' pics of my room in Brooklyn... no furniture, not cleaned, barely a bed! My futon arrives sometime today, so then I'll take 'after' photos so you can see the miraculous change!
I miss you guys all so much! Write and tell me about your lives!
xo
Lisa
Friday, October 13, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
ezio takes on the council
below is an extract from my letter to the council, which i put in the mail this morning:
My car has been in Edinburgh for less than two months, and I am already losing count of the number of tickets you have given me. I have by now understood that you are fighting a war against private cars and individual transport. Whether or not you will win this war I don't know (but, as every war against freedom, you will probaby lose it), but surely I don't want to be a victim of your indiscriminate charges. While the middle classes comfortably park for free in the residential areas, folk like me not only has to pay for a Permit, but also gets fined every time they take their car. I live on less than 5k a year – how am I supposed to survive if you keep fining me day in day out? It will soon come to having to decide between paying your tickets and buying food, and I think we both know what I will have to do.
My car has been in Edinburgh for less than two months, and I am already losing count of the number of tickets you have given me. I have by now understood that you are fighting a war against private cars and individual transport. Whether or not you will win this war I don't know (but, as every war against freedom, you will probaby lose it), but surely I don't want to be a victim of your indiscriminate charges. While the middle classes comfortably park for free in the residential areas, folk like me not only has to pay for a Permit, but also gets fined every time they take their car. I live on less than 5k a year – how am I supposed to survive if you keep fining me day in day out? It will soon come to having to decide between paying your tickets and buying food, and I think we both know what I will have to do.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
The next big thing on the Goth scene
Formed by sometime backing singer with the Mod Fuck Explosion, Lady Sodomy, Tractatus are the latest band to be making an impact on the British Goth music scene. Described by a random passerby as "A bunch of weirdos", Tractatus are hoping to continue making waves. The line-up is completed by Dr Cunt, the well-known driving force behing the MFE, and mysterious German Count Christoph von Kelp. Although a departure from the usual political punk that we expect from the MFE, Tractatus continue in the tradition of having no musical ability whatsoever but this time with more pianos. Of this new side-project Dr Cunt has said "I've always wanted to wear a pair of big Goth boots".
He also reassures fans of the MFE that this doesn't confirm the ever present rumours of an imminent split for the band but that "We're just taking time out to pursue our own projects." Lady Sodomy hopes that fans of the MFE will appreciate the new band "We know it's a bit different but we're hoping that existing fans will like the new direction; pianos, songs about death, lots of eyeliner and girls in corsets." They're also hoping to pick up some new fans from amongst the young emo crowd, "Yeah, we're down with the kids" says Lady Sodomy, "they love this pretentious shite." It seems Tractatus are definitely a band to watch out for... especially if there's any beer around. For more pictures of the band and some random beer bottle stuff go to: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets.
He also reassures fans of the MFE that this doesn't confirm the ever present rumours of an imminent split for the band but that "We're just taking time out to pursue our own projects." Lady Sodomy hopes that fans of the MFE will appreciate the new band "We know it's a bit different but we're hoping that existing fans will like the new direction; pianos, songs about death, lots of eyeliner and girls in corsets." They're also hoping to pick up some new fans from amongst the young emo crowd, "Yeah, we're down with the kids" says Lady Sodomy, "they love this pretentious shite." It seems Tractatus are definitely a band to watch out for... especially if there's any beer around. For more pictures of the band and some random beer bottle stuff go to: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Movin' on in...
Hey all,
Okay so. I've moved in! I have no furniture except for an air mattress on which to sleep, but I've moved in! I can't even believe that it has already happened. The flat is good - not in a bad area, and it's definitely only blocks from a really nice neighbourhood which is great. My floor slants a little but apparently that's not unusual in nyc. It's still very stressful since I have to get used to living in a new place again, trying to get to know the neighbourhood, meanwhile I have no furniture to put my stuff in (but at least my stuff can be anywhere without being all over anyone else's stuff!) trying to get used to living with yet another new person - I'm kinda tired of it at this point but at least this is the last time for a while! And I'm heading home on Friday for four days which is great - it will be nice to relax at my cottage and not have to worry about being in anyone's face like I have had to for six weeks!
Anyway I thought I'd post a wee pic just to show you some of my life. It's me and my aunt on top of the Empire State Building. I am taking more pics but I have to download them to my computer later. So there are more to come!
Miss you all so much!
L.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
quick update
Hey guys,
Well, I arrived at Kevin's place safe and sound... ended up taking a gypsy cab in the end (ie a cab that's not a yellow cab, basically you tell them how much you'll pay them to take you to x) and the guy got lost three times! I literally was wondering at one point if we'd ever get there but thankfully he actually asked for directions and I arrived with my two suitcases, knapsack, laptop, and everything else on Kevin's door, exhausted. I really think this whole not having a home thing is getting to me more than I realized - I burst into tears as the cab drove away from Clare's - not even because I was going to miss anything in particular, but because I was once again feeling that I was being torn away from something familiar. In any case, Kevin and his wife Martha are so sweet... Kevin is making a bolognese tonight - YUM.
Oh, and I'm going to take photos of stuff here, so that you guys can actually visualize my life a bit more, but I just realized that my camera is low on batteries so I'll have to buy more...
Oh and Amber and I had our first, well, not *argument* but, well, disagreement over the tv situation...the thing is that I'm not too excited about having a TV since it creates noise and sometimes provides too much temptation, though Amber make a good point about being able to watch tv or movies with friends over... we resolved it I think, by giving me the room away from the living room, which gives her the bigger room anyway which is probably fair since she found the flat! Anyway, I hope that that solves the problem. We seem to agree on everything else, so if that's all we're arguing about then things could be a lot worse!
Anyway that's about it for now ... do write/post whatever and let me know how you guys are getting on. Lottie's updates are fabulous, but I wanna hear from the rest of you as well!
xo
L.
Well, I arrived at Kevin's place safe and sound... ended up taking a gypsy cab in the end (ie a cab that's not a yellow cab, basically you tell them how much you'll pay them to take you to x) and the guy got lost three times! I literally was wondering at one point if we'd ever get there but thankfully he actually asked for directions and I arrived with my two suitcases, knapsack, laptop, and everything else on Kevin's door, exhausted. I really think this whole not having a home thing is getting to me more than I realized - I burst into tears as the cab drove away from Clare's - not even because I was going to miss anything in particular, but because I was once again feeling that I was being torn away from something familiar. In any case, Kevin and his wife Martha are so sweet... Kevin is making a bolognese tonight - YUM.
Oh, and I'm going to take photos of stuff here, so that you guys can actually visualize my life a bit more, but I just realized that my camera is low on batteries so I'll have to buy more...
Oh and Amber and I had our first, well, not *argument* but, well, disagreement over the tv situation...the thing is that I'm not too excited about having a TV since it creates noise and sometimes provides too much temptation, though Amber make a good point about being able to watch tv or movies with friends over... we resolved it I think, by giving me the room away from the living room, which gives her the bigger room anyway which is probably fair since she found the flat! Anyway, I hope that that solves the problem. We seem to agree on everything else, so if that's all we're arguing about then things could be a lot worse!
Anyway that's about it for now ... do write/post whatever and let me know how you guys are getting on. Lottie's updates are fabulous, but I wanna hear from the rest of you as well!
xo
L.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Movin' on up...
Hey guys,
Nice pics from the party - sorry I missed it. I like that there was the usual token terrifying pic of ezio, and I loved the gay pirate - I think that belongs on his Edinburgh website!
Sooo, to update you guys on my life: my dad was in town on Thursday evening and Fri morning - we went for dinner on Thursday night to Cafe Un Deux Trois, which is just off Times Square. I had a prosciutto (sp?) and avocado salad (who knew but they are a FAB combo) and a filet with frites.... droooool.... On Fri we walked around town for over four hours looking at different futons. As with everything in this city, they are quite expensive, so my parents might check out toronto prices as my mum is driving a bunch of stuff down mid-october anyway. So I think I'm gonna buy a blow up bed, the kind that I've been sleeping on for the past week, because it will come in useful for visitors (hint, hint).
As of tomorrow, I'm moving to Brooklyn... but it's still a week before I get my flat! I'll be staying with a guy named Kevin and his wife, who I know from U of T. At least now I'll feel like I'm not burdening Clare and Simon, and it will give me an opportunity to familiarize myself with my neighbourhood. I get a sneak peek on Monday morning, which is exciting. I'll definitely update you on what it's actually like, and I'll take photos when we finally move in.
In the meantime, I'm heading over to Michele's for dinner again on Monday, and my aunt comes into town on Wednesday, so I'll definitely have enough to keep me distracted until next weekend. And the weekend after that it's Thanksgiving!
Oh, hey, speaking of which, I learned an interesting fact about why the American and Canadian Thanksgivings are on different days: they used to be on the same day, which is now known as Canadian Thanksgiving. In the 30s, during the depression, FDR changed the American Thanksgiving to where it is now, the fourth Thursday in November, to promote Christmas shopping. To this day, Thanksgiving weekend is the biggest shopping weekend in America. It also makes sense that the original Thanksgiving was in October, since that's when the harvest occurs!
Anyway, it's cloudy and rainy here today... arg how depressing. Might head down to the library later, need to do some extra reading about Kierkegaard... he's like reading Oscar Wilde on acid....
Hey where is Chris K in all this? He seems to have disappeared from the fray...
L.
Nice pics from the party - sorry I missed it. I like that there was the usual token terrifying pic of ezio, and I loved the gay pirate - I think that belongs on his Edinburgh website!
Sooo, to update you guys on my life: my dad was in town on Thursday evening and Fri morning - we went for dinner on Thursday night to Cafe Un Deux Trois, which is just off Times Square. I had a prosciutto (sp?) and avocado salad (who knew but they are a FAB combo) and a filet with frites.... droooool.... On Fri we walked around town for over four hours looking at different futons. As with everything in this city, they are quite expensive, so my parents might check out toronto prices as my mum is driving a bunch of stuff down mid-october anyway. So I think I'm gonna buy a blow up bed, the kind that I've been sleeping on for the past week, because it will come in useful for visitors (hint, hint).
As of tomorrow, I'm moving to Brooklyn... but it's still a week before I get my flat! I'll be staying with a guy named Kevin and his wife, who I know from U of T. At least now I'll feel like I'm not burdening Clare and Simon, and it will give me an opportunity to familiarize myself with my neighbourhood. I get a sneak peek on Monday morning, which is exciting. I'll definitely update you on what it's actually like, and I'll take photos when we finally move in.
In the meantime, I'm heading over to Michele's for dinner again on Monday, and my aunt comes into town on Wednesday, so I'll definitely have enough to keep me distracted until next weekend. And the weekend after that it's Thanksgiving!
Oh, hey, speaking of which, I learned an interesting fact about why the American and Canadian Thanksgivings are on different days: they used to be on the same day, which is now known as Canadian Thanksgiving. In the 30s, during the depression, FDR changed the American Thanksgiving to where it is now, the fourth Thursday in November, to promote Christmas shopping. To this day, Thanksgiving weekend is the biggest shopping weekend in America. It also makes sense that the original Thanksgiving was in October, since that's when the harvest occurs!
Anyway, it's cloudy and rainy here today... arg how depressing. Might head down to the library later, need to do some extra reading about Kierkegaard... he's like reading Oscar Wilde on acid....
Hey where is Chris K in all this? He seems to have disappeared from the fray...
L.
Avast ye landlubbers...
Or something.
Last night Chris Morris invited us all along to a pirate themed party that some of his freinds were holding (what was he thinking?). As usual everyone got very much into the spirit of the thing. Between the pirate accessories that Chris had nabbed from people at work, various items from my wardrobe and the arts and crafts skills of Tom, Dave and Mog everyone had pretty fantastic costumes. I think the aforementioned people have missed out on their true calling as Blue Peter presenters, I've never seen anyone whip up a cutlass or parrot with quite the skill or speed that Tom and Dave managed. And Mog's hat was great, even if it didn't last very long. It's amazing what you can do with some cardboard, tin foil and some coloured pens! Well done to you all.
The hosts of the party seemed to cope well with a bunch of piratical philosophers descending on their flat and the party went well. There were a few people there that I'd met at another party a couple of weeks ago - Edinburgh is such a small town - and some nice new people too. There probablt should have been a prize for Gayest pirate, which would probably have been won by Edo, although I think my friend Archie was also quite a contender. Conor became quite fond of a blow-up parrot, which he named "Graham" and kept on his shoulder pretty much all night. At some point a real sword appeared and I must apologise to Tom for almost killing him with it. Thankfully, though, no blood was shed. I did however "accidentally" leave the party with said sword so there is probably some poor swordless person wandering around Edinburgh right now trying to find it. If anyone has any suggestion of how to find it's rightful owner, I would be grateful. If not, then I've acquired a new sword!
Pictures can be found in the usual place (http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets/).
Garrrrr....
Lottie x
Last night Chris Morris invited us all along to a pirate themed party that some of his freinds were holding (what was he thinking?). As usual everyone got very much into the spirit of the thing. Between the pirate accessories that Chris had nabbed from people at work, various items from my wardrobe and the arts and crafts skills of Tom, Dave and Mog everyone had pretty fantastic costumes. I think the aforementioned people have missed out on their true calling as Blue Peter presenters, I've never seen anyone whip up a cutlass or parrot with quite the skill or speed that Tom and Dave managed. And Mog's hat was great, even if it didn't last very long. It's amazing what you can do with some cardboard, tin foil and some coloured pens! Well done to you all.
The hosts of the party seemed to cope well with a bunch of piratical philosophers descending on their flat and the party went well. There were a few people there that I'd met at another party a couple of weeks ago - Edinburgh is such a small town - and some nice new people too. There probablt should have been a prize for Gayest pirate, which would probably have been won by Edo, although I think my friend Archie was also quite a contender. Conor became quite fond of a blow-up parrot, which he named "Graham" and kept on his shoulder pretty much all night. At some point a real sword appeared and I must apologise to Tom for almost killing him with it. Thankfully, though, no blood was shed. I did however "accidentally" leave the party with said sword so there is probably some poor swordless person wandering around Edinburgh right now trying to find it. If anyone has any suggestion of how to find it's rightful owner, I would be grateful. If not, then I've acquired a new sword!
Pictures can be found in the usual place (http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets/).
Garrrrr....
Lottie x
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Just to keep you up to date...
I'm sure that Conor is keeping Lisa up to date with events over in Edinburgh but I thought I'd post a wee note as well, for both her and Elanor's benefit.
Not that there's that much to say, really. Term has started at both Edinburgh and Stirling, distrupting the quiet and also the nice routine that I'd got into over the summer (which mostly consisted of "working" in the library interspersed with lunch and plenty of cups of tea with Tom). But, such is the way of universities - I guess the students are a necessary part of things. Stirling have for some reason allowed me to take on some teaching (but then they are also willing to let the Beserk Turk loose on the poor first years, so that's not saying much) and I had my first classes yesterday. They seemed to go well and the students seemed to be pretty enthusiastic and not completely thick, which is a good start. I'm sure that come the depths of November, though, the enthusiasm will have waned somewhat.
Socially, life continues to be as hectic as it ever has been. What with pub-quizzes, various philosophy events (including the free wine that is obligatory at such events), poker nights and the filmhouse showing lots of Hitchcock films there seem to be very few free evenings. It's the way I prefer it though. I'm hoping that I can manage to fit in the time to take up belly dancing again, but it's quite possible that my natural laziness will get in the way as it so often does. So last week I had the pleasure of meeting both sets (Stirling and Edinburgh) of new post-grads most of whom seem pretty pleasant and hopefully quite sociable. On Saturday we all went out to celebrate Conor's birthday - ending up in the Royal Oak. Then it was back to Buccleuch St to make a dent into some of Conor's birthday presents (mmm, tasty whiskey). Sunday night was spent playing poker and eating nice pizzas at Tom's parent's place (in thier absence). Suspiciously (since we were using his cards) Tom won but it was good fun nonetheless.
Anyway, that's enough for now I think, back to the philosophy...
Ciao!
Lottie x
Not that there's that much to say, really. Term has started at both Edinburgh and Stirling, distrupting the quiet and also the nice routine that I'd got into over the summer (which mostly consisted of "working" in the library interspersed with lunch and plenty of cups of tea with Tom). But, such is the way of universities - I guess the students are a necessary part of things. Stirling have for some reason allowed me to take on some teaching (but then they are also willing to let the Beserk Turk loose on the poor first years, so that's not saying much) and I had my first classes yesterday. They seemed to go well and the students seemed to be pretty enthusiastic and not completely thick, which is a good start. I'm sure that come the depths of November, though, the enthusiasm will have waned somewhat.
Socially, life continues to be as hectic as it ever has been. What with pub-quizzes, various philosophy events (including the free wine that is obligatory at such events), poker nights and the filmhouse showing lots of Hitchcock films there seem to be very few free evenings. It's the way I prefer it though. I'm hoping that I can manage to fit in the time to take up belly dancing again, but it's quite possible that my natural laziness will get in the way as it so often does. So last week I had the pleasure of meeting both sets (Stirling and Edinburgh) of new post-grads most of whom seem pretty pleasant and hopefully quite sociable. On Saturday we all went out to celebrate Conor's birthday - ending up in the Royal Oak. Then it was back to Buccleuch St to make a dent into some of Conor's birthday presents (mmm, tasty whiskey). Sunday night was spent playing poker and eating nice pizzas at Tom's parent's place (in thier absence). Suspiciously (since we were using his cards) Tom won but it was good fun nonetheless.
Anyway, that's enough for now I think, back to the philosophy...
Ciao!
Lottie x
Monday, September 18, 2006
Hey guys,
Well it's Monday again so I thought I'd write. Helps me ward off the Monday blues I think.
So my weekend was okay... on Friday night I went out with Clare and Simon and their friends, to a Belgian bar down in Greenwich Village... it was cute, and had good beer, and I had moules frites for dinner, as it's the ONLY food you can get there. I was wrecked and went home around midnight, and unfortunately, Clare's friends who are normally very considerate normal people, felt that at four in the morning, when they came home, it would be HILARIOUS if they scared me by jumping out of the dark and onto my bed. Needless to say, I was PISSED OFF. I couldn't get to sleep for three hours after that episode, which made me even more angry. They felt really bad and embarassed the next day so that made me feel better. :) Lol.
Saturday was spent in a sleepy haze, where I had big plans to go out, but ended up staying in, researching stuff on my computer (like where to buy a reasonably priced futon in the city) and played a few games of scrabble with Clare and Ed. By the end, it was like 7 pm so we ordered in Thai and watched the Princess Bride, which neither Clare nor Rose had seen. Much to my amusement, it was the boys who insisted we watch that. It's a great film for those of you who haven't seen it... don't confuse it with the Princess Diaries or anything shite like that.... Anyway that night I slept for twelve hours which was, to use a Lottie word, MARVELOUS. I went downtown yesterday to get a book and groceries, and ended up getting the wrong train so spent even LONGER downtown than I meant to. By the time I got back to the flat I was exhausted.
My Dad is coming into town this week for a couple days, which is great, we're going to have dinner and then shop for futons the next day. Yum free food! It will be nice also to know that I won't be spending those days in, alone, because I can't afford to go out! I've also discovered, from my recent grocery excursions, that you CAN find cheap groceries in new york - unfortunately not all in one place. So basically you have to go to certain stores for certain things. This is annoying, but at least I know now that it's possible to spend less that forty bucks a week on groceries.
Today I'm feeling better and am about to head downtown to pick up more readings, and well, maybe actually read the readings. I miss you guys, and I'm thinking of you, especially as it is pub quiz night! Good luck!
xoxoxo
Lisa
Well it's Monday again so I thought I'd write. Helps me ward off the Monday blues I think.
So my weekend was okay... on Friday night I went out with Clare and Simon and their friends, to a Belgian bar down in Greenwich Village... it was cute, and had good beer, and I had moules frites for dinner, as it's the ONLY food you can get there. I was wrecked and went home around midnight, and unfortunately, Clare's friends who are normally very considerate normal people, felt that at four in the morning, when they came home, it would be HILARIOUS if they scared me by jumping out of the dark and onto my bed. Needless to say, I was PISSED OFF. I couldn't get to sleep for three hours after that episode, which made me even more angry. They felt really bad and embarassed the next day so that made me feel better. :) Lol.
Saturday was spent in a sleepy haze, where I had big plans to go out, but ended up staying in, researching stuff on my computer (like where to buy a reasonably priced futon in the city) and played a few games of scrabble with Clare and Ed. By the end, it was like 7 pm so we ordered in Thai and watched the Princess Bride, which neither Clare nor Rose had seen. Much to my amusement, it was the boys who insisted we watch that. It's a great film for those of you who haven't seen it... don't confuse it with the Princess Diaries or anything shite like that.... Anyway that night I slept for twelve hours which was, to use a Lottie word, MARVELOUS. I went downtown yesterday to get a book and groceries, and ended up getting the wrong train so spent even LONGER downtown than I meant to. By the time I got back to the flat I was exhausted.
My Dad is coming into town this week for a couple days, which is great, we're going to have dinner and then shop for futons the next day. Yum free food! It will be nice also to know that I won't be spending those days in, alone, because I can't afford to go out! I've also discovered, from my recent grocery excursions, that you CAN find cheap groceries in new york - unfortunately not all in one place. So basically you have to go to certain stores for certain things. This is annoying, but at least I know now that it's possible to spend less that forty bucks a week on groceries.
Today I'm feeling better and am about to head downtown to pick up more readings, and well, maybe actually read the readings. I miss you guys, and I'm thinking of you, especially as it is pub quiz night! Good luck!
xoxoxo
Lisa
Saturday, September 16, 2006
It's Conor's Birthday Everyone!
Happy Birthday Conor (and Ezio of course)! Hope you guys have a great day - sorry that I couldn't be there...
xo
xo
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Remember how I said the oldest woman in the world was teaching me Kierkegaard? Check this out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%81gnes_Heller
How crazy is that??? She teaches me!!!
How crazy is that??? She teaches me!!!
Monday, September 11, 2006
Hi again,
Well, I've now moved BACK into Clare's place, which, though I don't have my own room, is slightly less depressing - not sure if it's because this place gets more light, or because there are people in and out here or what but I am definitely happier here. Living on your own, whilst it means not having people annoy you (in your own flat anyway) really sucks.
Friday I went to Conor's sister's place for dinner, which was lovely. I got to see Anna again, and she's well, pretty much the same although she talks more. She's still demanding and loves being the centre of attention, but also is incredibly smart and aware for her age. It will be interesting to see how the family dynamic changes when she gets her new baby brother. Had a nice chat with Michele and Matt - it's always nice to know that you have contacts in a new city.
Saturday Amber and I went out, and I finally got introduced to some of the, well, not cheaper, but let's say more reasonably priced fare in nyc. We went down to the East Village and got two for one pints, and then went out for Indian food nearby. I ate and drank so much and I think over the entire night I spent about twenty bucks!
Anyway, I'm still missing you all very much... you're all probably at the quiz (I feel like I'm always saying that, Monday must be a writing day for me) and I hope you do well!
xoxoxoxo
Lisa
Well, I've now moved BACK into Clare's place, which, though I don't have my own room, is slightly less depressing - not sure if it's because this place gets more light, or because there are people in and out here or what but I am definitely happier here. Living on your own, whilst it means not having people annoy you (in your own flat anyway) really sucks.
Friday I went to Conor's sister's place for dinner, which was lovely. I got to see Anna again, and she's well, pretty much the same although she talks more. She's still demanding and loves being the centre of attention, but also is incredibly smart and aware for her age. It will be interesting to see how the family dynamic changes when she gets her new baby brother. Had a nice chat with Michele and Matt - it's always nice to know that you have contacts in a new city.
Saturday Amber and I went out, and I finally got introduced to some of the, well, not cheaper, but let's say more reasonably priced fare in nyc. We went down to the East Village and got two for one pints, and then went out for Indian food nearby. I ate and drank so much and I think over the entire night I spent about twenty bucks!
Anyway, I'm still missing you all very much... you're all probably at the quiz (I feel like I'm always saying that, Monday must be a writing day for me) and I hope you do well!
xoxoxoxo
Lisa
Friday, September 08, 2006
Hey guys!
Ok so now I've officially had my first week of classes and here is how they are:
Kierkegaard is beign taught by the oldest professor I've ever seen in my life - but she's very cool and seems to know a lot. Kierkegaard, as it turns out, is very cool as well - he's big on the irony and his writing is very funny at times. I went to the NYU library to get some of his books for my class and WOW is it big and beautiful! Well, the lobby is beautiful anyway, with black and white marble floors and the whole building is designed such that the entire middle square of the building is hollow, so othat you can look down and see the lobby from any floor.
The phenomenology class looks like it's pretty much an introduction to phenomenology (which is pretty much what i need...the one course i took on it in undergrad was taught so badly I STILL don't really know what it's about) with a view to looking at how it relates to architecture and light later on in the course. This, however, is definitely the course I'm least excited about.
My Hume seminar is going to be amazing! The woman who teaches it, like most Hume scholars I find, LOVES Hume, and she is so enthusiastic it's so refreshing! She also seriously knows what she's talking about, and so I'm looking forward to actually having a good understanding of Hume when I'm done...
Anyway, that's it for now. I'm off to Conor's sister's place tonight for dinner, which will be good. I do seem to have something of a social life at the moment, which is definitely warding off a lot of the loneliness...
Lisa
Ok so now I've officially had my first week of classes and here is how they are:
Kierkegaard is beign taught by the oldest professor I've ever seen in my life - but she's very cool and seems to know a lot. Kierkegaard, as it turns out, is very cool as well - he's big on the irony and his writing is very funny at times. I went to the NYU library to get some of his books for my class and WOW is it big and beautiful! Well, the lobby is beautiful anyway, with black and white marble floors and the whole building is designed such that the entire middle square of the building is hollow, so othat you can look down and see the lobby from any floor.
The phenomenology class looks like it's pretty much an introduction to phenomenology (which is pretty much what i need...the one course i took on it in undergrad was taught so badly I STILL don't really know what it's about) with a view to looking at how it relates to architecture and light later on in the course. This, however, is definitely the course I'm least excited about.
My Hume seminar is going to be amazing! The woman who teaches it, like most Hume scholars I find, LOVES Hume, and she is so enthusiastic it's so refreshing! She also seriously knows what she's talking about, and so I'm looking forward to actually having a good understanding of Hume when I'm done...
Anyway, that's it for now. I'm off to Conor's sister's place tonight for dinner, which will be good. I do seem to have something of a social life at the moment, which is definitely warding off a lot of the loneliness...
Lisa
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Ok, the rest of the pictures from the party are now on my flickr page. The link is:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets/
There will probably be more to follow from my parents/ relatives etc. When I get them I'll put them up and let you know.
There're also pictures from Lisa's leaving party there, and some from Anne's birthday party in Stirling, if anyone's interested.
Ciao!
Lottie
PS Dave you are my new favourite person, your drunken ramblings are pure genius!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets/
There will probably be more to follow from my parents/ relatives etc. When I get them I'll put them up and let you know.
There're also pictures from Lisa's leaving party there, and some from Anne's birthday party in Stirling, if anyone's interested.
Ciao!
Lottie
PS Dave you are my new favourite person, your drunken ramblings are pure genius!
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Hi,
Nice pics - I'm so sorry that I wasn't there. What, by the way, is Zoe wearing on her head? And is it just me or does Dave look a little like the cat in the hat? Lol. I love Lottie's poodle skirt and bobby socks - where did you get that?
I finally got my student ID today, though I had to wait an hour in line to get it - so many people there. AND someone jumped the queue! I realized how indoctrinated I'd become into British life when I felt rage boiling up inside me at the event. I told her off, which didn't make her move, but which embarassed her sufficiently for the rest of the time in the line, which I was satisfied with. Lol. Also - and I think this is very exciting - I now have access to the New School's library, but ALSO the NYU library which is AWESOME as we say over here in North America. Hurray!
Anyway, I'm due over at Clare's for dinner soon, so must run. Will post again soon!
xoxoxo
Nice pics - I'm so sorry that I wasn't there. What, by the way, is Zoe wearing on her head? And is it just me or does Dave look a little like the cat in the hat? Lol. I love Lottie's poodle skirt and bobby socks - where did you get that?
I finally got my student ID today, though I had to wait an hour in line to get it - so many people there. AND someone jumped the queue! I realized how indoctrinated I'd become into British life when I felt rage boiling up inside me at the event. I told her off, which didn't make her move, but which embarassed her sufficiently for the rest of the time in the line, which I was satisfied with. Lol. Also - and I think this is very exciting - I now have access to the New School's library, but ALSO the NYU library which is AWESOME as we say over here in North America. Hurray!
Anyway, I'm due over at Clare's for dinner soon, so must run. Will post again soon!
xoxoxo
Monday, Tuesday, Happy Days...
Hey Lisa,
Just wanted to update you on happenings over here. As I'm sure you're aware, last weekend was my parent's party. It went well, everyone dressed up and drank and danced (even Tom R who had injured his ankle earlier in the week). I made a big twirly skirt that I had great fun with, Tom R and Conor both looked mean and sexy in their Fonzy/ Jimmy Dean outfits and Dave looked very intellectual in his Alan Ginsberg costume (complete with hat). Dave drank a lot and challenged everyone to a drinking competition, Conor aquired a hat, Tom R was bruised by my sister, Ezio had a good chat with my grandparents, I fell over (yes, big surprise) and a good time was had by all. Everyone survived my family and my family survived the philosophers, so I think that means that it went well. Anyway, my RSI is playing up a bit at the moment so I won't write too much. I just want to say, you were missed!
Keep having fun in New York and keep us up to date.
Ciao, ciao!
Love,
Lottie x
PS Photos of the party will be up on my flickr page asap.
Just wanted to update you on happenings over here. As I'm sure you're aware, last weekend was my parent's party. It went well, everyone dressed up and drank and danced (even Tom R who had injured his ankle earlier in the week). I made a big twirly skirt that I had great fun with, Tom R and Conor both looked mean and sexy in their Fonzy/ Jimmy Dean outfits and Dave looked very intellectual in his Alan Ginsberg costume (complete with hat). Dave drank a lot and challenged everyone to a drinking competition, Conor aquired a hat, Tom R was bruised by my sister, Ezio had a good chat with my grandparents, I fell over (yes, big surprise) and a good time was had by all. Everyone survived my family and my family survived the philosophers, so I think that means that it went well. Anyway, my RSI is playing up a bit at the moment so I won't write too much. I just want to say, you were missed!
Keep having fun in New York and keep us up to date.
Ciao, ciao!
Love,
Lottie x
PS Photos of the party will be up on my flickr page asap.
Lisa in NYC!
Is it possible to get some of the photos from the weekend posted up here? They need to be in the public domain.
Monday, September 04, 2006
Okay, well, I've finally completed my first week here in New York. I'm currently writing this sitting in my 'sub-let' which is actually me just conveniently house-sitting for Clare's friend Manuel for a small fee. This is good, as it gets me out of Clare's way for a week, and also allows me some of my own space. The space is in many ways relieving, but also very very lonely.
The first week was very hard - I was exhausted and lonely and overwhelmed for most of it. And the idea of not having a stable living environment for september was making it worse. However, September seems to be going quickly so far - I don't know if that's because I was busy this weekend or because things are just less shit now that I'm sleeping more or what, but it's great. Anyway this weekend was fun - on Friday night I went out with Clare and Simon and a bunch of their friends to an all you can eat sushi bar - yum! On Saturday we went shopping downtown - window shopping for me, since I can't afford anything, but imagining what I might buy if I had money is entertaining enough for now. It was pissing rain, and so after three hours of wandering around we decided to head back. For dinner we went to a Thai restaurant, which, for Manhattan, is actually pretty cheap - main course for about 12 bucks. We had to run through the rain to get there, and then had to wait an hour and a half for a table, but it was great. During the wait we went to the bar next door where I got to experience my first 'pint' (it's in scarequotes because american pints are TINY) of american beer - blue moon, to be exact. And it was delicious. Apparently Americans CAN actually make nice beer, they just choose not to export it. How greedy! Everyone went out to a brazilian club after dinner but I went home because I was so exhausted. Yesterday we went down to a brazilian street party in little brazil, and then had a nice dinner in, at Clare's, where she made us yummy pizza. This was especially good for me as I had run out of money by this point. Lol.
Today is labour day - which means it's like a bank holiday and so a lot of things are closed. As I am poor and this is my first week of uni, I decided to stay home, read the paper, organize myself, and update the blog. Do let me know how you all are - I look forward to all your comments! (even those that seem to be telling me to keep up my penis...)
Oh, and it looks like I'm definitely flying over for Conor's brother's wedding in January, and so I'm going to be popping over to Edinburgh for a few days around January 7th to 10th or something like that. I can't wait to see you guys again!
Good luck at the pub quiz tonight!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Lisa
The first week was very hard - I was exhausted and lonely and overwhelmed for most of it. And the idea of not having a stable living environment for september was making it worse. However, September seems to be going quickly so far - I don't know if that's because I was busy this weekend or because things are just less shit now that I'm sleeping more or what, but it's great. Anyway this weekend was fun - on Friday night I went out with Clare and Simon and a bunch of their friends to an all you can eat sushi bar - yum! On Saturday we went shopping downtown - window shopping for me, since I can't afford anything, but imagining what I might buy if I had money is entertaining enough for now. It was pissing rain, and so after three hours of wandering around we decided to head back. For dinner we went to a Thai restaurant, which, for Manhattan, is actually pretty cheap - main course for about 12 bucks. We had to run through the rain to get there, and then had to wait an hour and a half for a table, but it was great. During the wait we went to the bar next door where I got to experience my first 'pint' (it's in scarequotes because american pints are TINY) of american beer - blue moon, to be exact. And it was delicious. Apparently Americans CAN actually make nice beer, they just choose not to export it. How greedy! Everyone went out to a brazilian club after dinner but I went home because I was so exhausted. Yesterday we went down to a brazilian street party in little brazil, and then had a nice dinner in, at Clare's, where she made us yummy pizza. This was especially good for me as I had run out of money by this point. Lol.
Today is labour day - which means it's like a bank holiday and so a lot of things are closed. As I am poor and this is my first week of uni, I decided to stay home, read the paper, organize myself, and update the blog. Do let me know how you all are - I look forward to all your comments! (even those that seem to be telling me to keep up my penis...)
Oh, and it looks like I'm definitely flying over for Conor's brother's wedding in January, and so I'm going to be popping over to Edinburgh for a few days around January 7th to 10th or something like that. I can't wait to see you guys again!
Good luck at the pub quiz tonight!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Lisa
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Hi,
Okay, so there was much confusion about the Phenomenology of Light and Architecture course, so I'm including the prof's course description:
This course is an introduction to classical phenomenological philosophy and to the fundamentals of phenomenological practice, with particular emphasis on the theory of perception, the problems of time and space, and the theory of meaning. The set of specific problems and questions of interpretation for this introduction will be the manifold role that light plays in the built world. Could the classical phenomenological themes of presence and absence, expression and meaning, phenomenality and being be employed to frame a research program on the architecture and design of light? And, in turn, could a sophisticated understanding of what is implicit in our capacity to design the experiential feel of built space reopen the very question of the being and essence of phenomenality, and with that its fundamental relation to human existence and action?
So, whatever that means. I don't know yet, but I will keep you posted. Andy Clark would probably think it's cool!
I think that in some ways moving to a new place for me is kind of like giving birth - you remember that it involves pain, but you forget exactly what kind of pain and how intense it can be. Things weren't helped when, talking to my mum yesterday, she told me that one of her close friends from high school had died of an overdose. It wasn't necessarily intentional but they don't know yet. And I don't know if it is all the stress of moving to a different city or what but I have not burst out in hysterical crying like that for as long as i can remember. I think the worst of it right now is that I don't have a permanent home - I will be subletting from Clare's friend whilst he is in Greece, which is good (I get a whole apt to myself) and then back with Clare for a while and then possibly to Conor's sister's place for a few days. So it's not like I don't have a place to stay, and everyone is being really lovely. But September feels like it is going to stretch on forever!
Clare just got internet, which is super and means I will be on msn more in the next month or so. However, I also realized yesterday that my computer has no anti-virus protection (duh) and so I need to get that before I use internet on my laptop or else risk fucking up my computer. The uni computers don't have msn which is annoying but understandable, and the internet cafe I went into today charges almost 7 bucks for 30 mins!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss you all!
Lisa
Okay, so there was much confusion about the Phenomenology of Light and Architecture course, so I'm including the prof's course description:
This course is an introduction to classical phenomenological philosophy and to the fundamentals of phenomenological practice, with particular emphasis on the theory of perception, the problems of time and space, and the theory of meaning. The set of specific problems and questions of interpretation for this introduction will be the manifold role that light plays in the built world. Could the classical phenomenological themes of presence and absence, expression and meaning, phenomenality and being be employed to frame a research program on the architecture and design of light? And, in turn, could a sophisticated understanding of what is implicit in our capacity to design the experiential feel of built space reopen the very question of the being and essence of phenomenality, and with that its fundamental relation to human existence and action?
So, whatever that means. I don't know yet, but I will keep you posted. Andy Clark would probably think it's cool!
I think that in some ways moving to a new place for me is kind of like giving birth - you remember that it involves pain, but you forget exactly what kind of pain and how intense it can be. Things weren't helped when, talking to my mum yesterday, she told me that one of her close friends from high school had died of an overdose. It wasn't necessarily intentional but they don't know yet. And I don't know if it is all the stress of moving to a different city or what but I have not burst out in hysterical crying like that for as long as i can remember. I think the worst of it right now is that I don't have a permanent home - I will be subletting from Clare's friend whilst he is in Greece, which is good (I get a whole apt to myself) and then back with Clare for a while and then possibly to Conor's sister's place for a few days. So it's not like I don't have a place to stay, and everyone is being really lovely. But September feels like it is going to stretch on forever!
Clare just got internet, which is super and means I will be on msn more in the next month or so. However, I also realized yesterday that my computer has no anti-virus protection (duh) and so I need to get that before I use internet on my laptop or else risk fucking up my computer. The uni computers don't have msn which is annoying but understandable, and the internet cafe I went into today charges almost 7 bucks for 30 mins!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss you all!
Lisa
Monday, August 28, 2006
Hey all,
Well, I've just completed my first day of administration fun at my new university. I have not had the time to eat or sleep too much today, so I feel a little bit like I'm floating as I write this...
I arrived in New York last night in a cloudy haze (both me and new york). As I rode into Manhattan in my cab, I was reminded of how gothic new york can appear- especially under the metallic sheen of a rainy evening. I arrived at Clare's, tipped my cabbie (after living in britain I've forgotten what a normal tip is over here... I gave him $5.50 on a $37.50 cab ride, and i'm worried it wasn't enough... ach well!) Clare was making pizzas - sundried tomatoes, feta, spinach, pine nuts, tomatoes, peppers... yum!
I awoke at around 6, and was too anxious to go back to sleep. I was also too nervous to eat today, as I anticipated the alleged meeting (that Amber thankfully warned me about) whereby the students (literally) climbed over each other to put their names on a sheet of paper (!) in the order they will meet with the student advisor to sign up for their courses. The fateful moment actually came about 30 mins ago, and let me tell you - philosophy students are vicious! However Amber and I got two of the earliest appts, and so hopefully I'll get into the classes I want!
I miss you all so much - I had forgotten how cheery americans can be about the banal, and I am finding it somewhat alienating as I am fighting through the fog of a huge city and the early days of attending a new university. I long for the sardonic and sarcastic tones of Edinburgh!
I also just realized that as I write this, the pub quiz must just be starting... good luck to you all!
xo
Lisa
Well, I've just completed my first day of administration fun at my new university. I have not had the time to eat or sleep too much today, so I feel a little bit like I'm floating as I write this...
I arrived in New York last night in a cloudy haze (both me and new york). As I rode into Manhattan in my cab, I was reminded of how gothic new york can appear- especially under the metallic sheen of a rainy evening. I arrived at Clare's, tipped my cabbie (after living in britain I've forgotten what a normal tip is over here... I gave him $5.50 on a $37.50 cab ride, and i'm worried it wasn't enough... ach well!) Clare was making pizzas - sundried tomatoes, feta, spinach, pine nuts, tomatoes, peppers... yum!
I awoke at around 6, and was too anxious to go back to sleep. I was also too nervous to eat today, as I anticipated the alleged meeting (that Amber thankfully warned me about) whereby the students (literally) climbed over each other to put their names on a sheet of paper (!) in the order they will meet with the student advisor to sign up for their courses. The fateful moment actually came about 30 mins ago, and let me tell you - philosophy students are vicious! However Amber and I got two of the earliest appts, and so hopefully I'll get into the classes I want!
I miss you all so much - I had forgotten how cheery americans can be about the banal, and I am finding it somewhat alienating as I am fighting through the fog of a huge city and the early days of attending a new university. I long for the sardonic and sarcastic tones of Edinburgh!
I also just realized that as I write this, the pub quiz must just be starting... good luck to you all!
xo
Lisa
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
Lisa in Toronto...
Hi all,
Just wanted to let you know that I got home safe and sound. It does seem however that I brought a little bit of Edinburgh back with me - namely the weather. It's grey and rainy today and that does NOT add up to a happy Lisa. Ach well. I'm going up to my cottage this afternoon and I will enjoy it rain or shine!
I also want to thank all of you again for a great two years in Edinburgh, and don't worry, I'll be back! (is that a threat, or a promise, you ask?) And thanks again for making me feel that I will be missed. I certainly miss all of you.
I'll also be posting the progression of my move to nyc on here, so that I have some way of keeping you all involved in my life!
Miss you all!
xoxoxo
Lisa
Just wanted to let you know that I got home safe and sound. It does seem however that I brought a little bit of Edinburgh back with me - namely the weather. It's grey and rainy today and that does NOT add up to a happy Lisa. Ach well. I'm going up to my cottage this afternoon and I will enjoy it rain or shine!
I also want to thank all of you again for a great two years in Edinburgh, and don't worry, I'll be back! (is that a threat, or a promise, you ask?) And thanks again for making me feel that I will be missed. I certainly miss all of you.
I'll also be posting the progression of my move to nyc on here, so that I have some way of keeping you all involved in my life!
Miss you all!
xoxoxo
Lisa
Friday, July 21, 2006
Vodka and old friends... fabulous!
Somewhere about half way across Siberia, bored of my own company and that of strangers, I decided to take a detour from the usual trans-siberian route and head down south to Volgograd. A few text messages later and a plan had formed; I would take the train from Yekaterinburg to Volgograd and stay with my freind Nadya there for one night before heading on to Moscow and my flight home. In Irkutsk station, however, the oh-so-helpful woman behind the desk told me that there were no tickets available. Ach well, I sighed, 'twas not to be.
On reaching Yekaterinburg, however, I thought that there was no harm in asking again and this time I was informed that there were tickets to Volgograd available, but only in Kupe class (which is not my preferred class, it's more expensive and you run the risk of being stuck in a compartment with 3 drunk men, as opposed to the more open platscartny carriages). Marvellous, I thought, and proceeded to buy a ticket.
I spent one night in Yekaterinburg and saw the place where the Romanovs were killed (although the actual house was knocked down and there's now a memorial and a big church) along with some more Lenin statues etc. It seemed a nice city but not the most interesting place in the world, so one night was more than long enough (especially as I got horribly bitten by mozzies, man, they love my English blood!).
The train journey was kinda as expected, that is, I was in a compartment with 3 drunken Russki men, Victor, Kostya and I didn't catch the name of the third. Much eating and drinking of vodka and beer ensued, which I was, of course obliged to take part in. At some point not long after leaving Yekaterinburg we passed from Asia into Europe but I was quickly passing from sober to drunk and so I missed it. Anyway, at this point there is a scene missing and we shall cut to the next morning...
The boys were awake and drinking vodka around 9 or so and I tried to sleep on but wasn't allowed. I did, however, refuse all offers of vodka/ beer as I'm pretty sure it wouldn't have made me feel better, whatever they said! Anyway, the boys left at Samara, thank God, leaving me opportunity to sleep of the effects of the alcohol. A lovely girl called Alyona joined the train a bit later on and we had a really nice chat.
THe next morning I arrived in Volgograd. Fantastic! It really felt like coming home. I made my way to Nad's place and once showered and refreshed we had a great chat and catch-up. Then, she asked if she could possibly take advantage of my fabulous cooking skills and could I possibly cook her some chilli. No bother, says I, and it was done. After lunch we headed into town meeting my friend Dasha (my Russian little sister) who has grown up a lot since I last saw her. She's now 17 and about to start uni (she was only 14 when I left). Had a nice wander and then met up with some more friends for pre-birthday celebrations. A fantastic night was had by all!
Anyway, will have to cut this short as my time is running out at this internet cafe. I shall finish updating you all once I'm back in the UK (tomorrow).
Love,
Lottie x
PS Sounds like you had an exciting trip home Ezio, you'll have to tell me all about it!
On reaching Yekaterinburg, however, I thought that there was no harm in asking again and this time I was informed that there were tickets to Volgograd available, but only in Kupe class (which is not my preferred class, it's more expensive and you run the risk of being stuck in a compartment with 3 drunk men, as opposed to the more open platscartny carriages). Marvellous, I thought, and proceeded to buy a ticket.
I spent one night in Yekaterinburg and saw the place where the Romanovs were killed (although the actual house was knocked down and there's now a memorial and a big church) along with some more Lenin statues etc. It seemed a nice city but not the most interesting place in the world, so one night was more than long enough (especially as I got horribly bitten by mozzies, man, they love my English blood!).
The train journey was kinda as expected, that is, I was in a compartment with 3 drunken Russki men, Victor, Kostya and I didn't catch the name of the third. Much eating and drinking of vodka and beer ensued, which I was, of course obliged to take part in. At some point not long after leaving Yekaterinburg we passed from Asia into Europe but I was quickly passing from sober to drunk and so I missed it. Anyway, at this point there is a scene missing and we shall cut to the next morning...
The boys were awake and drinking vodka around 9 or so and I tried to sleep on but wasn't allowed. I did, however, refuse all offers of vodka/ beer as I'm pretty sure it wouldn't have made me feel better, whatever they said! Anyway, the boys left at Samara, thank God, leaving me opportunity to sleep of the effects of the alcohol. A lovely girl called Alyona joined the train a bit later on and we had a really nice chat.
THe next morning I arrived in Volgograd. Fantastic! It really felt like coming home. I made my way to Nad's place and once showered and refreshed we had a great chat and catch-up. Then, she asked if she could possibly take advantage of my fabulous cooking skills and could I possibly cook her some chilli. No bother, says I, and it was done. After lunch we headed into town meeting my friend Dasha (my Russian little sister) who has grown up a lot since I last saw her. She's now 17 and about to start uni (she was only 14 when I left). Had a nice wander and then met up with some more friends for pre-birthday celebrations. A fantastic night was had by all!
Anyway, will have to cut this short as my time is running out at this internet cafe. I shall finish updating you all once I'm back in the UK (tomorrow).
Love,
Lottie x
PS Sounds like you had an exciting trip home Ezio, you'll have to tell me all about it!
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Happy Birthday Lottie!
Happy Birthday Lottie! Not sure if you're gonna get to read this today, but we're thinking of you! When do you get back? Conor and I are in Ireland until next Wednesday, so we'll see you then, I guess. Anyway I hope you're having a great day.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Beautiful Baikal
Thanks for the advice Ezio. Although, I don't know what you are trying to imply... I am well known for my sober, celibate lifestyle and so advice about "minding the gap", whatever that is supposed to mean, is completely uneccessary!
Oh yes, congratulations to the Italians on the World Cup win. I saw highlights on the news (including Zidane's sending off, which looked extremely well deserved to me) and scenes of celebration in Roma. It sounds like you've all been having a bit too much fun in my absence, if you ask me! I can't believe that you went and 'did the double' in my absence (bastids!). The only explanation is that I have negative knowledge and when you subtract it from the team it becomes more intelligent! If I ever meet anyone with some real knowledge, the world will implode (or something). But seriously, well done. I'm also dissapointed at having missed a really gay party but I look forward to seeing the pictures... And Dave, you really should take Edo up on his offer, I mean, you never know how much you might enjoy it. It could be the start of something wonderful...
Irkutsk seems like a nice place, I've wandered around a bit, and yes, the women are stunning. What can I say, I feel like I'm surrounded by models the whole time. Yesterday I headed off to the lovely village of Listvyanka on the picturesque shores of Lake Baikal. In the morning the weather was cool and cloudy but then it brightened up in the afternoon (leading to my second bout of sunburn - dammit!). I wandered around on the shore for a bit and went for a paddle in the icy, but crystal clear, water (I was later told that it's about 6C at the moment, brrr). It was really nice to have a wander in the countryside and there's so much interesting to look at in a naturey kind of way. There were tons and tons of butterflies (I think I counted at least 10 different species), lots of birds and some of the most bizzarre insects I have ever seen. Of course, plenty of trees and flowers too. Baikal is a unique environment (so all the guidebooks keep telling me) and apparently over 80% of the species native to it are found there and nowhere else. I would probably know more about this except I decided that over 3 quid was more than I wanted to pay to get into the Ecological Museum (Russians only pay about 1 pound). Anyway, it was a lovely day by the lake!
I'm off to Yekaterineburg this afternoon (not stopping in Krasnayarsk Ezio, I'm afraid) and should arrive there in a couple of days time. Before I go, I shall leave you with my thoughts on Russian men (I'm sure you all want to know after having such fun at Edo and Tom's party ;-)):
Whilst it is not unkown to spot some very handsome specimines over here (ah, Sasha, Roman, I remember thee well...) the are not as ubiquitous as the beautiful Russian female. The fact that Russki men don't quite live up to the standard of the girls is not helped by men's fashion over here; highly patterned shirts in summer and what can only be described as 'Christmas' jumpers in the winter, incredibly pointy shoes and man-bags (that is, male handbags) No offence to the Russians (or to those of you from Italy, where I believe such bags are also popular) but they look REALLY silly. I'm sure they could be useful but in my experience a man either has pockets enough for what he needs to carry (taylors being kind enough to furnish male clothing with pockets) or he has too much stuff to fit in a small bag. So, I think, handbag = uneccessary. So, all in all, the girls are hot but dress like hookers and the boys are not so hot and dress badly. Here endeth the lesson.
That's all for now but I'm sure I will be in touch soon.
Lottie x
Oh yes, congratulations to the Italians on the World Cup win. I saw highlights on the news (including Zidane's sending off, which looked extremely well deserved to me) and scenes of celebration in Roma. It sounds like you've all been having a bit too much fun in my absence, if you ask me! I can't believe that you went and 'did the double' in my absence (bastids!). The only explanation is that I have negative knowledge and when you subtract it from the team it becomes more intelligent! If I ever meet anyone with some real knowledge, the world will implode (or something). But seriously, well done. I'm also dissapointed at having missed a really gay party but I look forward to seeing the pictures... And Dave, you really should take Edo up on his offer, I mean, you never know how much you might enjoy it. It could be the start of something wonderful...
Irkutsk seems like a nice place, I've wandered around a bit, and yes, the women are stunning. What can I say, I feel like I'm surrounded by models the whole time. Yesterday I headed off to the lovely village of Listvyanka on the picturesque shores of Lake Baikal. In the morning the weather was cool and cloudy but then it brightened up in the afternoon (leading to my second bout of sunburn - dammit!). I wandered around on the shore for a bit and went for a paddle in the icy, but crystal clear, water (I was later told that it's about 6C at the moment, brrr). It was really nice to have a wander in the countryside and there's so much interesting to look at in a naturey kind of way. There were tons and tons of butterflies (I think I counted at least 10 different species), lots of birds and some of the most bizzarre insects I have ever seen. Of course, plenty of trees and flowers too. Baikal is a unique environment (so all the guidebooks keep telling me) and apparently over 80% of the species native to it are found there and nowhere else. I would probably know more about this except I decided that over 3 quid was more than I wanted to pay to get into the Ecological Museum (Russians only pay about 1 pound). Anyway, it was a lovely day by the lake!
I'm off to Yekaterineburg this afternoon (not stopping in Krasnayarsk Ezio, I'm afraid) and should arrive there in a couple of days time. Before I go, I shall leave you with my thoughts on Russian men (I'm sure you all want to know after having such fun at Edo and Tom's party ;-)):
Whilst it is not unkown to spot some very handsome specimines over here (ah, Sasha, Roman, I remember thee well...) the are not as ubiquitous as the beautiful Russian female. The fact that Russki men don't quite live up to the standard of the girls is not helped by men's fashion over here; highly patterned shirts in summer and what can only be described as 'Christmas' jumpers in the winter, incredibly pointy shoes and man-bags (that is, male handbags) No offence to the Russians (or to those of you from Italy, where I believe such bags are also popular) but they look REALLY silly. I'm sure they could be useful but in my experience a man either has pockets enough for what he needs to carry (taylors being kind enough to furnish male clothing with pockets) or he has too much stuff to fit in a small bag. So, I think, handbag = uneccessary. So, all in all, the girls are hot but dress like hookers and the boys are not so hot and dress badly. Here endeth the lesson.
That's all for now but I'm sure I will be in touch soon.
Lottie x
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Irkutsk
First and foremost about Irkutsk: AIDS. A disturbing percentage of the Irkutsk's youth has AIDS, so mind the gap. Second: stay away from the ibiza like island; it's depressing. if you read this in time, there is a very decent cheap hotel north from the river, overlookin the 'chinese' market - which is the polite way to say that it sells crap. oh, and related to the 'first and foremost' section: female speciemen in Irkutsk are particularly stunnin. It must be the lake, but more likely the fact that it is the oxbridge of siberia. Things to sea: the huge stain of Ezio's blood by the river, just off the chatolic church (what does that mean, by the way... that I have shed my blood next to the only chatolic church in that third of earth...). Also piece of flyway on the main square - there is a billion rubles prize for any foreigner who guesses what the flyway lookin monolite on the square is or was or will be... other than that, if you find old soviet farts sellin books on the streets, do buy something.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
I know I needed a shower but still....
Yes, after 51 hours on the train, a shower was certainly needed received gladly. However, the rain that has been falling heavily all day is not so welcome. Ach well, as I said to some of the locals, it's just like Britain!
Quick update on the trip:
Now in Ulan Ude and tomorrow I'm heading to Irkutsk, from where I hope to visit Lake Baikal amongst other things. I'm taking the train during the day, in order to see the veiws of Baikal as we pass.
So far on my trip I have:
Been in Russia for 17 days.
Spent over 100 hours on trains.
Visited 10 Cathederals/ Churches/ Monasteries.
Had sunburn once.
Been rained on only 3 times.
Eaten more blini (pancakes), ice-cream and pirozhki (pies) than I can count (finally answering the time-honoured question of "Who ate all the pies?").
Drunk less beer/ vodka than expected.
And, seen over 20 Lenins (in monument/ picture/ mural form, including the big, giant head here in Ulan Ude).
Anyway, Khabarovsk (where unfortunately I didn't find such a cheap place to stay :-(, everywhere I go the cheapest places are full up so I end up spending more than desirable) was a nice place. I didn't do much except wander round the streets (which were very leafy and pleasant) and hang out in Ploschad Leninna drinking beer. It was nice and relaxing though.
The trip here from Khabarovsk was also very pleasant, except for the fact that it was horribly warm in the carriage and the windows didn't open. Yes, Ezio, I am travelling platzkartni but I haven't encountered any of the Russian army yet (more's the pity). Instead, in the immediate vacinity were a lovely family (Yulia (who looked about 14 but was actually 26) and her daughter Ulia, her sister Sveta and their mother) and another mother and daughter (Sveta (again) and Ira). The second Sveta is actually an English teacher so, of course, we chatted a lot. I had some good (if rather more difficult) chats with the aforementioned family as well. Also in the carriage was a group of kids who were going to Baikal on a trip and once they discovered there was an English person on board they all wanted to come and chat. The most forward of them was Maxim, who's 12 and likes ice hockey (this much I learnt in our little chat). On the whole it was a very enjoyable trip.
Ulan Ude is also very pleasant (despite the rain). I've visited a couple of museums here and the catherderal. The babushka working at the geological museum (free, woo hoo!) was very friendly and said that I spoke very good Russian without an accent (yay me!). The historical museum (not free, unfortunately) was also very good. Lots of artifacts from Buryat (the local native people) shamanism, Buddhism and the Russian Orthodox church intermingled with some art by a contemporary Buryat artist. People had left money next to a lot of the exhibits, presumably for kind of offering, which was interesting.
Yes, I know that I've already been going on for ages but I have something to add, which I was thinking about on the train:
I just want to tell you all how stunning the Russian women are. I hadn't forgotten this, of course but everywhere I go, I'm blown away! Ezio, I'm sure that you noticed this, all you other boys are certianly missing out! I mean, provided that you like the leggy, blonde model type, that is ;-). Admittedly, they do have a tendency to dress like, errr.... 'ladies of negotiable virtue', if you see what I mean. But, hey, if you've got it, flaunt it, I guess. And I'm sure none of the boys are complaining. High-heels, endless legs, a tiny skirt and equally tiny (and often see-through) top. Of course, hair, make-up and nails are always immaculate. And, noow that I'm in the far east there's loads of exotic, oriental types as well, just as beautiful and immaculately dressed as the western Russians. It is nice to be surrounded by such beauty but it can be rather disheartening to one who is *ahem* less than slender and not exactly model-beautiful and also in manky travelling clothes with no make-up on! *sigh* Ach well, such is life. *Reaches for another Baltika and some more (delicious and inexpensive) ice-cream...*
I shall save my comments on Russian men for another time, as I think I have gone on for more than long enough! I'm off to have that beer...
Poka!
Lottie x
Quick update on the trip:
Now in Ulan Ude and tomorrow I'm heading to Irkutsk, from where I hope to visit Lake Baikal amongst other things. I'm taking the train during the day, in order to see the veiws of Baikal as we pass.
So far on my trip I have:
Been in Russia for 17 days.
Spent over 100 hours on trains.
Visited 10 Cathederals/ Churches/ Monasteries.
Had sunburn once.
Been rained on only 3 times.
Eaten more blini (pancakes), ice-cream and pirozhki (pies) than I can count (finally answering the time-honoured question of "Who ate all the pies?").
Drunk less beer/ vodka than expected.
And, seen over 20 Lenins (in monument/ picture/ mural form, including the big, giant head here in Ulan Ude).
Anyway, Khabarovsk (where unfortunately I didn't find such a cheap place to stay :-(, everywhere I go the cheapest places are full up so I end up spending more than desirable) was a nice place. I didn't do much except wander round the streets (which were very leafy and pleasant) and hang out in Ploschad Leninna drinking beer. It was nice and relaxing though.
The trip here from Khabarovsk was also very pleasant, except for the fact that it was horribly warm in the carriage and the windows didn't open. Yes, Ezio, I am travelling platzkartni but I haven't encountered any of the Russian army yet (more's the pity). Instead, in the immediate vacinity were a lovely family (Yulia (who looked about 14 but was actually 26) and her daughter Ulia, her sister Sveta and their mother) and another mother and daughter (Sveta (again) and Ira). The second Sveta is actually an English teacher so, of course, we chatted a lot. I had some good (if rather more difficult) chats with the aforementioned family as well. Also in the carriage was a group of kids who were going to Baikal on a trip and once they discovered there was an English person on board they all wanted to come and chat. The most forward of them was Maxim, who's 12 and likes ice hockey (this much I learnt in our little chat). On the whole it was a very enjoyable trip.
Ulan Ude is also very pleasant (despite the rain). I've visited a couple of museums here and the catherderal. The babushka working at the geological museum (free, woo hoo!) was very friendly and said that I spoke very good Russian without an accent (yay me!). The historical museum (not free, unfortunately) was also very good. Lots of artifacts from Buryat (the local native people) shamanism, Buddhism and the Russian Orthodox church intermingled with some art by a contemporary Buryat artist. People had left money next to a lot of the exhibits, presumably for kind of offering, which was interesting.
Yes, I know that I've already been going on for ages but I have something to add, which I was thinking about on the train:
I just want to tell you all how stunning the Russian women are. I hadn't forgotten this, of course but everywhere I go, I'm blown away! Ezio, I'm sure that you noticed this, all you other boys are certianly missing out! I mean, provided that you like the leggy, blonde model type, that is ;-). Admittedly, they do have a tendency to dress like, errr.... 'ladies of negotiable virtue', if you see what I mean. But, hey, if you've got it, flaunt it, I guess. And I'm sure none of the boys are complaining. High-heels, endless legs, a tiny skirt and equally tiny (and often see-through) top. Of course, hair, make-up and nails are always immaculate. And, noow that I'm in the far east there's loads of exotic, oriental types as well, just as beautiful and immaculately dressed as the western Russians. It is nice to be surrounded by such beauty but it can be rather disheartening to one who is *ahem* less than slender and not exactly model-beautiful and also in manky travelling clothes with no make-up on! *sigh* Ach well, such is life. *Reaches for another Baltika and some more (delicious and inexpensive) ice-cream...*
I shall save my comments on Russian men for another time, as I think I have gone on for more than long enough! I'm off to have that beer...
Poka!
Lottie x
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Khabarovsk
this is what awaits Transiberian Lottie in Khabarovsk: long smelly men, who have had enough of their vertical life, and are dying to lay horizontally. Anyway, Transiberian Lottie, you will read this after having found a place to stay - but if where you are does not suit you, then head for the place where this picture was taken. Exiting the train station, across the big empty square, start for the river keeping on the right side of the big road, and you find it after a couple of hundred metres - it's like the cheapest place we found in the whole fuckin country. a couple of quid a night or something.
things to see in Khabarovsk: river amur, and maybe you should try and swim to china, which is the land you see just across the water. there is an amazingly soviet war monument if you head east from the main square by the river.
oh, mind the locals, they will try to do all sorts of things to you. on the other hand, hanging around in the huge fountain square at night guarantees making friends
that's it for now: how was the train? were you in plazkarny with half the russian army?
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Movin' on East
Well, well done to Conor, Chris and Tom! I will repeat, you are all stars! I know that it's no easy task to move the vast quantity0 of material possessions that I have acquired over the last (nearly) 26 years, so "Spasibo bolshoye" as they would say over here. You will all be invited to share the vodka that I will (inevitably) bring back from this marvellous country. I think some Russian style drinking will be in order! I'm pretty excited about coming home to a whole new flat (and flatmate...).
Back in Moscow briefly, after a whistlestop trip to the beautiful St. Petersburg. Have been going to a lot of the usual tourist spots in both Moscow and St. Petes but have also managed to go some new (for me) and more unusual places. The Mayakovski Museum in Moscow is absolutely amazing and unlike anything I have ever seen before. Maykovski was a poet/ revolutionary/ artist and the building that he lived in has been transformed into this amazing modernist/ futurist museum dedicated to him. All the unsual things from his life (letters, clothes, posters he designed, books he read/ wrote) are displayed but not in the usual glass cases. Instead they are all set within these amazing futurist installations at weird angles with big girders and sculptures intermingled. I really can't describe it but it was fantastic. In St. Petes we went to the Zoological Museum. It's mostly stuffed animals, in a variety of lifelike poses, the highlight of which is a 44, 000 yr old mammoth that was unfrozen from the ice in Siberia in 1900 and stuffed. It's lost most of its hair so it kind just looks like an elephant. Pretty cool though! They also have a live insect zoo which was pretty cool but makes your skin crawl a little.
Have also visited a variety of cathederals/ churches and parks, have drunk plenty of Russki beer and some vodka. Living off street food which mostly consists of pancakes, pies and pastries with some fruit and veg thrown in occasionally for variety. Have also been overdosing on the tasty ice-cream. Well, when it's 20p for a delicious cone it can't be helped!
Have now safely deposited my sister on the train to the airport (Domedova) and I'm now off to a different airport (Sheremetovo-1) on the other side of the city to fly to Vladivostok. Am feeling rather nervous about this whole thing, although I'm really excited too. The trip to St. Petes and back really got me in the mood and I had a nice chat with a lovely man called Vladimir. Even with my terribly broken Russian we managed to understand each other (I think). Even if we didn't we both enjoyed chatting for an hour or so. I think this bodes well for the rest of the journey!
Weather remains hot and sunny but I have no idea what the Far East has in store for me...
Well, I think that's more than enough for now.
Ciao,
Lottie x
P.S. Ezio, I think my first stop will be Khabarovsk and then maybe Ulan Ude (couldn't miss the giant head after all). I don't think I'll be stopping in Chita - unless you would recommend otherwise. Any advice?
Back in Moscow briefly, after a whistlestop trip to the beautiful St. Petersburg. Have been going to a lot of the usual tourist spots in both Moscow and St. Petes but have also managed to go some new (for me) and more unusual places. The Mayakovski Museum in Moscow is absolutely amazing and unlike anything I have ever seen before. Maykovski was a poet/ revolutionary/ artist and the building that he lived in has been transformed into this amazing modernist/ futurist museum dedicated to him. All the unsual things from his life (letters, clothes, posters he designed, books he read/ wrote) are displayed but not in the usual glass cases. Instead they are all set within these amazing futurist installations at weird angles with big girders and sculptures intermingled. I really can't describe it but it was fantastic. In St. Petes we went to the Zoological Museum. It's mostly stuffed animals, in a variety of lifelike poses, the highlight of which is a 44, 000 yr old mammoth that was unfrozen from the ice in Siberia in 1900 and stuffed. It's lost most of its hair so it kind just looks like an elephant. Pretty cool though! They also have a live insect zoo which was pretty cool but makes your skin crawl a little.
Have also visited a variety of cathederals/ churches and parks, have drunk plenty of Russki beer and some vodka. Living off street food which mostly consists of pancakes, pies and pastries with some fruit and veg thrown in occasionally for variety. Have also been overdosing on the tasty ice-cream. Well, when it's 20p for a delicious cone it can't be helped!
Have now safely deposited my sister on the train to the airport (Domedova) and I'm now off to a different airport (Sheremetovo-1) on the other side of the city to fly to Vladivostok. Am feeling rather nervous about this whole thing, although I'm really excited too. The trip to St. Petes and back really got me in the mood and I had a nice chat with a lovely man called Vladimir. Even with my terribly broken Russian we managed to understand each other (I think). Even if we didn't we both enjoyed chatting for an hour or so. I think this bodes well for the rest of the journey!
Weather remains hot and sunny but I have no idea what the Far East has in store for me...
Well, I think that's more than enough for now.
Ciao,
Lottie x
P.S. Ezio, I think my first stop will be Khabarovsk and then maybe Ulan Ude (couldn't miss the giant head after all). I don't think I'll be stopping in Chita - unless you would recommend otherwise. Any advice?
Monday, June 26, 2006
Privyet iz Moskve
Hi guys,
Just to let you know I've arrived safely in Moscow. Things are good so far. Weather has been very hot and sunny. It's a bit uncomfortable and sticky but at least it's not raining. There was an amazing thunderstorm this lunchtime though with torrential rain and hailstones. Then it went back to being sunny and scorching again. Weird! Martha also arrived safely and I've been taking her round the tourist spots (although Red Sqaure has been closed - apparently there was a Pink Floyd concert on Saturday night!). Hostel is good and there aren't too many annoying Americans. Met a crazy Belgian, some assorted Germans and Swiss, the usual complement of Australians and some nice Americans, they all seem pretty nice. Anyway, not much to report at this stage. I seem to be managing alright with my Russian although I have a tendency to panic if I don't understand something. I just need to get used to asking people to repeat things then I should be fine. I'm looking forward to getting out of Moscow too since Muscovites seem to be the least friendly or helpful people in Russia (as is the case with most big cities, I guess). Anyway, things going well at the moment, will update soon. Hope you're all having fun!
Lottie x
Just to let you know I've arrived safely in Moscow. Things are good so far. Weather has been very hot and sunny. It's a bit uncomfortable and sticky but at least it's not raining. There was an amazing thunderstorm this lunchtime though with torrential rain and hailstones. Then it went back to being sunny and scorching again. Weird! Martha also arrived safely and I've been taking her round the tourist spots (although Red Sqaure has been closed - apparently there was a Pink Floyd concert on Saturday night!). Hostel is good and there aren't too many annoying Americans. Met a crazy Belgian, some assorted Germans and Swiss, the usual complement of Australians and some nice Americans, they all seem pretty nice. Anyway, not much to report at this stage. I seem to be managing alright with my Russian although I have a tendency to panic if I don't understand something. I just need to get used to asking people to repeat things then I should be fine. I'm looking forward to getting out of Moscow too since Muscovites seem to be the least friendly or helpful people in Russia (as is the case with most big cities, I guess). Anyway, things going well at the moment, will update soon. Hope you're all having fun!
Lottie x
Thursday, June 22, 2006
See you all in a month
Hey Guys,
Just wanted to say "au revoir". I'll try to update you on my progress across Russia as often as possible and maybe even post some pictures too. Good luck to Conor and Ezio with the move, I think I've managed to pack all my stuff up reasonably well :-S. Chris, I hope you have a safe journey back to the UK and lots of fun once you get back. I look forward to catching up when I return. To everyone else, have fun!
Do svedanya druzya,
Lottie x
P.S. I've finally remebered what the BBC world cup music is; it's the hymn "Thine Be the Glory" (music by Handel and words by some other bloke, as I just discovered). It had been driving me mad but now I can rest easily, so I thought I should share.
Just wanted to say "au revoir". I'll try to update you on my progress across Russia as often as possible and maybe even post some pictures too. Good luck to Conor and Ezio with the move, I think I've managed to pack all my stuff up reasonably well :-S. Chris, I hope you have a safe journey back to the UK and lots of fun once you get back. I look forward to catching up when I return. To everyone else, have fun!
Do svedanya druzya,
Lottie x
P.S. I've finally remebered what the BBC world cup music is; it's the hymn "Thine Be the Glory" (music by Handel and words by some other bloke, as I just discovered). It had been driving me mad but now I can rest easily, so I thought I should share.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Edinburgh News Bulletin, June 12th
Hey Chris - here UK. World Cup started, have you had a chance to see anything?
England sucks (couldn't help writin about it)- Germany's more entertaining, but appalling in defence
More importantly, this week is MIND2006 - we are all going down tomorrow. we'll miss you down there.
sya soon
England sucks (couldn't help writin about it)- Germany's more entertaining, but appalling in defence
More importantly, this week is MIND2006 - we are all going down tomorrow. we'll miss you down there.
sya soon
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Martinis, mountaineering and more
Hey Chris, hope you've been having fun in Hawaii...
We've been having some fun and games over here this week (although I'm sure you've had much more sunshine). There was some football training on Thursday in which various people were taken down in a variety of interesting ways (I warn all of you to watch out for the Beserk Turk and Tom "Hitler" Roberts, they show no mercy). Sartre are keeping in good shape and are looking forward to their next match, which should be coming up in a couple of weeks.
The training on Thursday was followed by a wonderful party at the abode of Ms Lisa McKeown, which she had organised to take advantage of both the cocktail shaker that Conor had bought her for Christmas and the martini ingredients that Ezio, Tom, Dave and I bought her for a birthday. There was tasty guacamole from both Conor and the inimitable Chris Morris, lovely pasta from Lisa, a marvellous salad from Zoe and some jolly nice fruit salad from me. A spiffing time was had by all!
And so, to yesterday. Some drunken evening a few weeks ago it was suggested that we climb Ben Nevis and the day came yesterday. The expedition commenced when the intrepid explorers set off from Edinburgh in the car of Chris Morris early in the morning. The brave souls who were setting out to pit their wits against the mountain were myself, Chris Morris, Chris' brother Paul, Dave and Tom Roberts (who had offered his services as sherpa, having been raised by mountain goats on the slopes of the Ben, or something). After a very scenic drive to the foot of the mountain we were met by "Magic" Tom Davidson (also on sherpa-ing duty) and we set off. "It doesn't look that big" commented one of the party, at which point it was pointed out that it was actually the mountain behind the one he was looking at and the summit couldn't be seen since it was above cloud level.
The intrepid party continued up the hill, stopping frequently to let me catch up (being rather unfit, I wasn't very quick) and to eat sandwiches and dried banana poo (ask Dave). I was tempted to turn back after lunch but decided to continue on "for a little longer". We soon hit the cloud level which was good since it kept us cool and prevented us from seeing how horribly far from the summit we were. The pace wasn't very fast (due to me again) but we soldiered on, eventually reaching the snow line. At this point thinks were rather slippy and it was hard to see anything with the combination of snow and cloud but being the hardy souls we are we continued on to the summit. Having reached the top of the country's highest mountain some phone calls were made (there's surprisingly good reception up there) and we decided to come back down again.
The descent, although hard on the knees, was much nicer than the way up (in my opinion). Thanks to the aid of a staff which was acquired for me by Sherpa Tom Roberts, I managed not to plunge head first down the mountain at any point and quite enjoyed coming down. As we continued down the cloud was lifting and so we got some fantastic views that hadn't been visible on the way up and we even got some sunshine. As we approached the bottom Dave and Sherpa Tom Davidson got into a competition as to who would be first down and Dave ran the last bit, a pretty impressive feat for someone who's just climbed a mountain! At the bottom we had a bit of a paddle in the river to cool off our feet before heading into town for beer and food, a great way to end any expedition!
All in all, it was a great day even though parts of it were very hard. I am now making it my mission to get fitter and climb some more mountains!
Lottie x
PS The pictures of both the martini party and the mountain climbing are on my flickr page:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets
We've been having some fun and games over here this week (although I'm sure you've had much more sunshine). There was some football training on Thursday in which various people were taken down in a variety of interesting ways (I warn all of you to watch out for the Beserk Turk and Tom "Hitler" Roberts, they show no mercy). Sartre are keeping in good shape and are looking forward to their next match, which should be coming up in a couple of weeks.
The training on Thursday was followed by a wonderful party at the abode of Ms Lisa McKeown, which she had organised to take advantage of both the cocktail shaker that Conor had bought her for Christmas and the martini ingredients that Ezio, Tom, Dave and I bought her for a birthday. There was tasty guacamole from both Conor and the inimitable Chris Morris, lovely pasta from Lisa, a marvellous salad from Zoe and some jolly nice fruit salad from me. A spiffing time was had by all!
And so, to yesterday. Some drunken evening a few weeks ago it was suggested that we climb Ben Nevis and the day came yesterday. The expedition commenced when the intrepid explorers set off from Edinburgh in the car of Chris Morris early in the morning. The brave souls who were setting out to pit their wits against the mountain were myself, Chris Morris, Chris' brother Paul, Dave and Tom Roberts (who had offered his services as sherpa, having been raised by mountain goats on the slopes of the Ben, or something). After a very scenic drive to the foot of the mountain we were met by "Magic" Tom Davidson (also on sherpa-ing duty) and we set off. "It doesn't look that big" commented one of the party, at which point it was pointed out that it was actually the mountain behind the one he was looking at and the summit couldn't be seen since it was above cloud level.
The intrepid party continued up the hill, stopping frequently to let me catch up (being rather unfit, I wasn't very quick) and to eat sandwiches and dried banana poo (ask Dave). I was tempted to turn back after lunch but decided to continue on "for a little longer". We soon hit the cloud level which was good since it kept us cool and prevented us from seeing how horribly far from the summit we were. The pace wasn't very fast (due to me again) but we soldiered on, eventually reaching the snow line. At this point thinks were rather slippy and it was hard to see anything with the combination of snow and cloud but being the hardy souls we are we continued on to the summit. Having reached the top of the country's highest mountain some phone calls were made (there's surprisingly good reception up there) and we decided to come back down again.
The descent, although hard on the knees, was much nicer than the way up (in my opinion). Thanks to the aid of a staff which was acquired for me by Sherpa Tom Roberts, I managed not to plunge head first down the mountain at any point and quite enjoyed coming down. As we continued down the cloud was lifting and so we got some fantastic views that hadn't been visible on the way up and we even got some sunshine. As we approached the bottom Dave and Sherpa Tom Davidson got into a competition as to who would be first down and Dave ran the last bit, a pretty impressive feat for someone who's just climbed a mountain! At the bottom we had a bit of a paddle in the river to cool off our feet before heading into town for beer and food, a great way to end any expedition!
All in all, it was a great day even though parts of it were very hard. I am now making it my mission to get fitter and climb some more mountains!
Lottie x
PS The pictures of both the martini party and the mountain climbing are on my flickr page:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladycarlotta/sets
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
celebrations
Hey Chris,
Aside from football, you also missed some fabulous birthday celebrations this weekend, including a butterscotch layer cake made by conor that we had at dinner sunday night! It can't ever replace your tiramisu, of course, but it was fabulous - even our resident baking mistress (ie Lottie) agreed! Wish you could have been there!
xo
Lisa
Aside from football, you also missed some fabulous birthday celebrations this weekend, including a butterscotch layer cake made by conor that we had at dinner sunday night! It can't ever replace your tiramisu, of course, but it was fabulous - even our resident baking mistress (ie Lottie) agreed! Wish you could have been there!
xo
Lisa
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Edinburgh News Bulletin, May 23th
Brothers and Sisters, the day has come! we, existentialists pre-decostructivists, will on this day take on those analytic losers from that town just north of here which barely made it few weeks ago to become a city. other people might call it
Sartre(s) of Midlothian vs Rapid Vienna Circle, 5pm Meadowbank
the other day i watched jacquet (that's the coach of france when they won the world cup) telling his troops that the secret was solidaritè
so, brothers and sisters, I salute your courage, strenght and indefatigability, in solidarity, victory shall be ours!
Sartre(s) of Midlothian vs Rapid Vienna Circle, 5pm Meadowbank
the other day i watched jacquet (that's the coach of france when they won the world cup) telling his troops that the secret was solidaritè
so, brothers and sisters, I salute your courage, strenght and indefatigability, in solidarity, victory shall be ours!
Friday, May 12, 2006
against pop-leftism
on the pop-left and the Euston Manifesto:
http://nullo.ilcannocchiale.it/?id_blogdoc=996037
http://nullo.ilcannocchiale.it/?id_blogdoc=996037
Friday, May 05, 2006
Philosophy and football
Just to keep you up to date, Chris, over here in Scotland the excitement is growing with regard to the most important football game of the year. Forget the World Cup final, the most exciting place to be will be Stirling Universtity next Tuesday where the mighty Rapid Vienna Circle are taking on the newly-formed but promising Edinburgh side Sartre of Mid-Lothian.
As I've said to everyone here I'm not playing, since I feel my loyalties are too divided. (I have been asked to play for both teams, after all). This may mean that I'll end up as ref, which could be interesting since I don't know anything about the rules of football.
The air of excitement and anticipation is almost tangible as both teams do thier best to prepare for the challenging game ahead. It should be a very interesting match...
As I've said to everyone here I'm not playing, since I feel my loyalties are too divided. (I have been asked to play for both teams, after all). This may mean that I'll end up as ref, which could be interesting since I don't know anything about the rules of football.
The air of excitement and anticipation is almost tangible as both teams do thier best to prepare for the challenging game ahead. It should be a very interesting match...
Monday, May 01, 2006
Online Philosophy Conference
I say, Christoph and the rest of my old chums...
Just thought you might like to be informed that the first annual online philosphy conference is now underway. I don't know much about it but it looks like there are some interesting papers from a variety of well known philosphers (including Stirling's own Prof. Duff). Anyway, I thought it looked like a good idea (although, as we all know, the best part of going to conferences is the drinking) and might be a good oportunity to engage with people you might not have the opportunity to meet in real life.
Anyway, have a look at the website for more details: http://experimentalphilosophy.typepad.com/online_philosophy_confere/
Just thought you might like to be informed that the first annual online philosphy conference is now underway. I don't know much about it but it looks like there are some interesting papers from a variety of well known philosphers (including Stirling's own Prof. Duff). Anyway, I thought it looked like a good idea (although, as we all know, the best part of going to conferences is the drinking) and might be a good oportunity to engage with people you might not have the opportunity to meet in real life.
Anyway, have a look at the website for more details: http://experimentalphilosophy.typepad.com/online_philosophy_confere/
Monday, April 24, 2006
Edinburgh News Bulletin, April 24th
our manuscript (yes, officer, that's Ezio Di Nucci and Conor McHugh, sir) has been finally sent off to the publishers.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
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Friday, April 07, 2006
the hood
Yo, Chris. Very nice updates - keep them coming. You're missing out on some unbelievably shit weather here, cold&wet. Still waiting for spring...
I think you should go down to those basketball courts you mentioned and challenge those blokes. We need to show them that us Europeans can play bball too. Tease them with some 'trash-talk' - americans love that stuff.
So is LA starting to look less alien? Is it true that it has no centre?
Have you met burge yet? Did he deign to pass his eye over your paper?
Conor
I think you should go down to those basketball courts you mentioned and challenge those blokes. We need to show them that us Europeans can play bball too. Tease them with some 'trash-talk' - americans love that stuff.
So is LA starting to look less alien? Is it true that it has no centre?
Have you met burge yet? Did he deign to pass his eye over your paper?
Conor
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Edinburgh News Bulletin, April 4th
Lisa got into the New School in New York - everyone's movin west, these days...
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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