31 August 2014

Back to School Anxiety

I love autumn. The dark nights, falling leaves, sweater weather, new stationery, woolen socks, candles, tea... Oh, how I enjoy it all! I can't wait.

Up until now I have loved school as well, but after last term I'm not looking forward to going back to uni.

Last spring was extremely difficult for me. I'm not going to go too far into it, but let's just say there was pressure, stress, and anxiety all around because of school (think bachelor's thesis), work (taking on way too many shifts), and choir (50th anniversary concert).

It all became way too much, and I even dropped out of a course for the very first time in my life. I know it's not a big deal, but I was devastated and almost fell apart. I felt like I had failed as a human being and was very close to being totally burned out. I didn't even have the energy to stay in contact with my friends (shame on me)!

I'm a bit terrified of going back to school. I'm scared I'll go back to that familiar pattern of not being able to say no to anything, of placing myself and my well-being on last place, of staying up late trying to catch up on the thousand things I have to do and know I don't have time to do.

This term I have taken fewer shifts at work and less lectures per week at the uni. I do want to graduate and I do want to work while studying, but I need to come first. Me and my family and friends. And the blog, of course. Noshoes isn't just going to stop because we're not travelling anymore!

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28 August 2014

In the Meantime

Greenwich, I love you.

That is basically all I have to say today.

The Cutty Sark

Greenwich Market
The food we bought from that vegan stall. The lady was the sweetest person ever!

Just kidding. Like I would ever write a post that short...

We travelled from Blackpool back to London for the last five days of our UK trip. It was even more amazing than in the beginning of our journey. Partly because the weather was more London-y (a bit overcast and unpredictable) and partly because there weren't as many tourists around (yeah, I know, we were tourists as well).

We did a lot of touristy stuff all around London again: Hyde Park, Leicester Square, St. Paul's, Oxford Street... We went to Baker Street to see 221 and to Paddington to see Paddington Bear... You name it, we were there at some point.

I'm a Harry Potter -fan, but this is kinda riddikulus (see what I did there?)

St. Paul's
The British Museum

At this point I need to give a shoutout to a great restaurant: tibits. It's an awesome vegetarian place off Regent Street, a real "hidden gem" (just like the Boyfriend's sister-in-law said)! The food is fresh and delicious, and just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Excuse my messy plate. I ate some before realizing I should probably take a picture. Bad blogger.
I kind of took the London days off, to be completely honest. They were our very last days in the UK, and our last days before going back to work and uni. Besides, by now you all know how much I love London. You don't need to read about it again.
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27 August 2014

Weird and Wonderful Blackpool

Blackpool is one of the strangest places I have ever been to. By far. The whole town revolves around people having funfunfun. There are giant, colourful, plastic statues of smiling elves. There is music and glitter and flashing lights. And yet it seems there is something wrong, something rotten about it all. It all feels a bit too much, a bit over-the-top and a bit fake and superficial.

Now I made it sound like I hated it there. I didn't. We had a really nice time in Blackpool, but I think it's because we have a nice time wherever we go. I was travelling with my best friend, and that's what made it special. Am I mushy or what? ;)

Besides, the beach has not been tarnished with all that glitter. It's breathtaking.

We walked on the piers (there are three, see what I mean about over-the-top?), ate rock candies, fish and chips and pizza, played air hockey, and strolled along the beach when the tide was low, looking for seashells and other treasures.

On our last afternoon we sat for hours on the steps at the beach between North Pier and Central Pier looking at the tide coming in. It was magical. Enough said, now look at aaaaall the pretty pictures!

Pierre the Bear from North Pier. The Boyfriend won him for me!

Oh, and I'm sorry for these posts being so late. *insert excuses* Thanks for being patient and sticking with me!
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21 August 2014

Best Bath Ever

Bath is a beauty! The Georgian houses, the parks, the Roman baths, the Abbey, river Avon and the Horseshoe Weir... There are pretty things everywhere you turn.

I am a sucker for Jane Austen. I know all her novels by heart. Bath had therefore been a place I'd always wanted to see but at the same time had never even dared to dream of actually travelling to. The Boyfriend, on the other hand, had never even heard of the town (shame on him)!

Both of us had a great time there regardless of whether or not we had heard of the town before. We found ourselves strolling along winding alleys, admiring the town's architecture, and sitting in the sun in George V Memorial Garden in Henrietta Park reading Inspector Rebus -books. From time to time we ran for shelter from the oh-so-British downpour into some little shop or café.

And of course we had to visit Jane Austen Centre as well. The Boyfriend followed along and listened while I babbled on and on about all things Austen, one of my favourite authors of all time.

Jane Austen disliked Bath, or so I've been told. I, however, found it quite charming.

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