tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108208992011-07-07T16:04:16.164-07:00HeatherLynnnoreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820899.post-66470733732713711802007-09-18T13:20:00.000-07:002007-09-18T13:24:15.708-07:00

Mo's Bacon Bar: applewood smoked bacon, Alder wood smoked salt, deep milk chocolateAnother self dare. It was delicious. My fiance thinks I'm gross. http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/product/bacon_exotic_candy_bar/exotic_candy_bars

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I will kick off my first blogger post in over two years with a tribute to the cuisine of great Britain. My fiance and I went shopping at World Market a few weeks ago. I stumbled across a jar of Marmite in the international foods aisle. This got me misty eyed and sentimental about my days in dear old Britannia. Marmite is a foul smelling, nasty tasting yeast extract that is a byproduct of brewing.

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Tonight we are getting dressed up and heading to Maddingly Hall for our farewell dinner. It's been a busy week. After another all-nighter to finish my second essay, I spent my final week enjoying the sights around Cambridge. Steven J. and I went on an 8 mile hike around Audley End and visited Audley End house, a Jacobean mansion built to entertain visiting royalty. We hiked through fields of

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Ryanair had the honor of flying us safely to Dublin and back. The plane rides were bumpy, crowded, and featured several delays. The seats were so uncomfortable that they evidently damaged the rear end of poor fellow in the safety procedure cartoon (please look closely at the 4th panel from the right on the bottom row). OUCH!!!

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During our Dublin visit, we made the obligatory pilgramage to the Guinness factory. At the end of the tour, you get a free pint in glass walled bar overlooking the city. Needless to say, we spent a few hours enjoying the authentic Irish pubs. One of the pictures features Steven L. and myself (in some very natty hats) before I had whiskey, and another picture shows what Steven J. and Chris looked

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Here's a few pictures of the Irish sea and a couple of the sights in Dublin. The picture of the large pole is the monument erected by the city government to celebrate the millennium. They completed it in 2003. According to our tour guide, the locals hate it: "America-the Statue of Liberty; England-Big Ben; France-The Eiffel Tower; Ireland- a steel pipe." Some Dublin nicknames for the Millenium

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During our trip to Ireland, we went on a day trip to county Wicklow, just North of Dublin. As you can see, it was gorgeous. The ruined church is in Glendalough (valley of two lakes), and is the site of a monastery founded by St. Kevin.

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Hello from Dublin. This is one rainy city. As the sign on my tour bus said, "You didn't come to Ireland for the weather." I spent the day with my fellow UF students on a tour through Dublin, Glendalough, and Wicklow. The countryside is beautiful (photos to come) Dublin has a wonderful Georgian (not the Southeast U.S. kind) charm to it. After the tour, I went to the Guiness factory with Steve and

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Hello, all. We've just arrived back to Cambridge after a mandatory weekend excursion to various sites relevant to the Victorian era. Yesterday, we went a place called the Abbey Pumping Station and Museum (for some reason this won't let me insert proper hyperlinks, so we'll do it this way http://www.leicestermuseums.ac.uk/museums/aps.html ) in Leicester (home of the famous John Dudley, Earl of

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Later in the afternoon we visited Calke Abbey ( http://www.cressbrook.co.uk/features/calke/ ), a unique country house in Derbyshire donated to the National Trust in the 1980's. The house has remained virtually unchanged since the late nineteenth century, when the family that had owned it since the late seventeenth century began to run out of funds. The house is built on top of the ruins of an

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This morning, we went to Tramway Village in Derbyshire, just on the edge of the Peak District. This part of the Peak District looked remarkably like western North Carolina near Asheville and Cashiers, which is appropriate as my boyfriend is visiting that part of N.C. this week (Hello Jay and the H family!). Today was very cold and damp. We walked around the Tramway Village, which is on the site

HeatherLynnnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820899.post-1121468277372501392005-07-15T15:39:00.000-07:002005-07-25T09:29:12.270-07:00

I spent the late evening with classmates Emily and Stephan at the Sherlock Library in St. Catherine's College . We have keys to the college and to the library, which we can access 24/7. This is helpful, as we are not actually allowed to remove the books from the library and take them back to our flats. It's strange how they manage things here...leaving windows open, not having air conditioning-

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Hello, everyone. I've been at Cambridge since Sunday evening. We've finally gotten out of traveling tourist mode and have more or less transitioned to busy student mode. Some of you have asked what it is that I am actually doing in Cambridge. Over the course of five weeks, I will be participating in the International Summer School program with a group of thirty five other UF students. We are

HeatherLynnnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820899.post-1120844536724185002005-07-08T10:38:00.000-07:002005-07-08T10:42:16.730-07:00

This morning, Emily and I went to Westminster Abbey. The initial tube ride there was rather nerve racking and tense. As the day progressed, things began to feel normal again. The sense of safety is rather illusory, though. There's not much in the way of security- at least that I can see.Westminster Abbey was fascinating, of course. We saw the tombs of the Tudors and I snapped a shot of the

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It's the day after the terrorist attacks, and everyone is trying to get back to normal. Partial service on the London underground has reopened, as has most of the bus service. Emily and I went to dinner last night with our new friend, the resilient 81 year old Joyce. She's a retired plastic surgery nurse that spent most of her career at an innovative clinic. She kept us entertained with stories

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My friends and I are staying at a hotel on the outskirts of central London. Shortly after breakfast this morning, we learned that there had been an explosion at Liverpool station in the underground tube system. At first they thought it may have been an electrical problem, but several other explosions occured at other tube stations and a bus. At that point it was obvious that a terrorist attack

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Yesterday evening, my hosts, the med-student flatmates, took me to a pub. Jonny insisted that I drink a Gin & T to help me recover from my jet lag. The pub closed around 11PM...I told them how upset college students in Gainesville are that the bars close at 3AM and they looked perplexed.This morning I dragged my luggage through the tube again (this time not during rush hour) and dropped the big

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Hello, all. After months of silence after the initial novelty of blogging wore off, Socialite is back to chronicle the adventures of Heather in England. For those of you who haven't heard, I'm spending seven weeks in England studying Victorian history at Cambridge. Yesterday marked my first experience in air travel. It went very smoothly, though I didn't get much sleep on the flight. I left the

HeatherLynnnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820899.post-1109435326477291882005-02-26T08:28:00.000-08:002005-02-26T08:29:13.413-08:00

This is an actual catalog description of a course offered at Santa Fe Community College a few years ago. I scanned it and made it into a t-shirt. Enjoy!

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I'm new at blogging, and I've already turned into one of those people that doesn't update their blog for long stretches of time...It's been an extremely busy and event filled week, filled with conferences, projects, midterms, a sad event (our cat was killed) and a really good event (which I won't talk about on-line).I'm very grateful that this is the last week before Spring Break. I'm writing a

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Once again, I find myself in the UF computer lab between classes. Using a public computer on a university campus will quickly get you in touch with your inner Howard Hughes (the germ-phobic part, not the aviator/billionaire/seduce-every-starlet-in-sight parts). The mouse is always toasty warm from the previous user, the keyboard has a fine patina of skin sells and encrusted filth, and it's best

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"You choo-choo-choose me?"

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I find that the excitement of having a new blog is very similar to that of having a new puppy, except that there are less dire consequences to neglecting the blog when the novelty wears off. Like puppies, blogs stop being quite as cute when they make little "messes", such as deleting the blog entry that I have been perfecting with my creative genius for the past half hour. Don't worry, blog. I

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Readings for Lent:Henri Nouwen on the relationship between solitude and community, excerpted from Clowning in Rome. Solitude as the source of a lasting sense of intimacy:Solitude is the place where we can reach the profound bond that is deeper than the emergency bonds of fear and anger. Although fear and anger can indeed drive us together, they cannot give rise to a common witness. In solitude we

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Heather Lynn

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