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Adventure on Brick Lane

Whenever I am on a trip away from home, I always make sure that I try and experience new things. Life is short. During one of the free nights of the London leg of our trip, Henry, Jeremy, Daniel, Bryan, Chantal and I heard about a street known as Brick Lane. The reason it was special? FOOD. Brick Lane is home to an abundance of Middle-Eastern and Asian cuisine, as well as many other eateries and sweet shops.

Once we arrived, we were immediately met by multiple curry shops, all with men standing outside, attempting to convince you that they had the best curry in London. As broke college students, it was a blessing to be able to bargain for a full meal. As we walked, we were offered deals such as: Curry and a round of beer for 12 pounds and an Appetizer and Entree for 12 pounds. But we were waiting for something better. One man offered us a Starter, Entree and a free round of beer with all the rice and naan we could eat for 12 pounds. As we walked away, he dropped it to 10 and we were golden. I ordered the lamb curry. The spicy broth and juicy meat complimented the rice and perfectly cooked naan well. Not to mention the price of it all!

Nothing compliments an amazing meal better than a beautiful dessert. As we continued down Brick Lane (searching for a rumored Banksy installment), Chantal stopped us. Across the street was a gourmet chocolate shop called Dark Sugars. Here, we ordered homemade hot chocolate made from chocolate created in-house using cocoa beans from West Africa. Shavings of dark, white and milk chocolate were added on top to create an extremely decadent and warm desert. Hands down the best hot chocolate ever! As we drank, the owner, Paul, asked where we were from. Upon hearing New York, he bumped up the music, came around and showed us what Dark Sugars is all about! He explained the history of this black-owned shop that makes its own chocolate, serves its own unique cocktails plays music and creates an atmosphere of togetherness. As he gave us samples of the chocolate, he took us to the back where we saw graffiti installments from local artists that depicted strong black kings and queens, children unlocking their true potential and women being the ultimate connection between our world and the greater universe. It was an unexpected experience that just put the cherry on top of an already delightful night.

Brick Lane was my full English experience rolled into one night. There is nothing quite like exploring a history rich city, creating memories and eating well, all with excellent company.

January 29, 2018

Drowning in History at York

Maybe I was still jetlagged when we arrived in York (it was only our second day in England, after all), but our arrival in the beautiful walled city left me speechless and dumbstruck. Despite the point of the trip being to think critically and engage in history I couldn’t help but get swept away by the breathtaking medieval architecture, the city’s general charm, and the beauty of Rivers Ouse and Foss. The Jórvik Viking Centre was on our docket for the evening, which was a fascinating look at everyday life during the city’s viking days. The idea of vikings followed me around for the rest of the night, while we surveyed the city’s night life and even wound up at a viking-themed pub.

 A Real-Life Diagon Alley

Luckily, the next day the fabulous Dr. Joanna Huntington picked my jaw up off the ground long enough for me to be productive. Before she toured us around the rainy cobblestone streets in a jet black evening gown and heels, we went to York Minster, possibly the most beautiful cathedral I’ve ever seen. Here she gave an enthralling speech on the nature of history and how we shouldn’t think about it solely in terms of its results. History is not a beautiful medieval cathedral that’s all planned out and meticulously executed, and people in history are “walking into the future looking backwards,” the same as we are. That thinking stuck with me for the rest of the trip, since it was always very easy to slide into an ahistorical mentality about the sites we saw.

The last thing we did in York was get lunch before shoving off to London, me and two others choosing to eat in an old medieval tower that is now a sandwich shop overlooking the River Ouse. That restaurant isn’t any less historically valuable or beautiful than the medieval walls or streets just because it has sandwiches in it instead of knights. London of course was next-level in terms of urban beauty and historical engagement, but the most profound moment was definitely a rainy day in York all thanks to the most fabulous woman in England.

 


-Daniel Menendez

January 29, 2018

York Has My Heart

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Thinking back on my time in England, it’s honestly extremely difficult to focus on just one meaningful experience. With that said, I will focus on the one place that meant the most to me, that being none other than York! For the purposes of this blog, I will talk only about day one in York, being that is when I did the most on my own in our designated free time. Let me start by saying, that in my head when I imagine Medieval England, of all the places we visited, York definitely came the closest to what I had in mind. The cobblestone streets, the quirky buildings, the random pieces of medieval architecture sprinkled throughout. The vibe in York is just amazing. I instantly felt tied to the place, and quite honestly I never wanted to leave (sorry, London!) Let’s start with our trip to the Jorvik Viking Centre. For anyone who doesn’t already know, I (along with my brother and father) am slightly obsessed with anything Viking related. We even like to tell people that we are descendants of Vikings, which according to Dr. Insley, Viking is not the proper term to use when referring to that group of individuals. Anyways, the Jorvik Centre was super neat! Learning about the typical layout of a Viking house and seeing what that would look like with my own eyes, was both educational and fascinating. Then, there were the life-size dioramas depicting Viking life in the city. How cool! Some of it was pretty life-like, right down to the smell in the air (not a huge fan of that part). This particular part of the Jorvik Centre helped to change how I view Vikings, in how it showed them to be much more advanced and developed than I originally imagined them being. I think this has a lot to do with the way they are typically portrayed as uncivilized and as barbarians. After the dioramas, I skimmed through the different artifacts in the museum, like the jewelry, the tools, and the clothing that Vikings used and wore. Lastly, I spent a decent amount of time (and money) in the gift shop, buying gifts for my brother, father, and boyfriend. I honestly wanted to buy everything there, but I figured paying my rent for the next month was more important. One of my favorite gifts that I bought was a little handcrafted mug with a three-dimensional Viking on the front. It’s even hand-painted. When I first showed it to my boyfriend, he insisted on using it to drink his coffee, until I talked him into just displaying it (I don’t want it to break or get ruined). After the Jorvik Centre, when we were sent out on our own, Brianna and I did some walking and exploring around York, but the best part was definitely the The Original Ghost Walk of York. I love the supernatural and paranormal, especially when there is some truth behind the stories being told, so this was right up my alley. However, this wasn’t the reason the ghost tour was my favorite. It was mostly because of Pat, our tour guide. He was hilarious. He reminded me of an English version of my father. He was super theatrical and animated, making the tour that much more interesting. I also REALLY loved his thick accent. It was a little more rough and coarse than most of the other English accents I heard while in England. I know it’s a superficial quality to dote on, but it really made a difference in the tour for me. I even recorded part of the tour, so that later on I could play it back and listen to it again. Well, this post is well over 250 words now, and even though I could go on and on about York, I will end it here. I definitely see myself going back to York at some point in the future. I have a true appreciation for its small, eccentric atmosphere. Goodbye for now, York!

 

Jorvik Viking Centre

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Ghost Tour

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Blog by Dana Burke

January 28, 2018

Canterbury!

 

Unlike Chaucer’s Pilgrims, we finally made it to Canterbury.  Here we were joined by the brilliant Dr. Leone Hicks, and saw the place of martyrdom of St. Thomas a’Becket.

 

January 23, 2018

London

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Tower of London

The Tower of London, Victoria and Albert, The Globe, The British Museum, Buckingham Palace, Westminster Abbey, Football at Wembley Park, Churchill’s War rooms — what didn’t we do in London!

January 22, 2018

The medieval street called "The Shambles" in York
The Shambles
York Cathedral
York Minster
Altar of York Cathedral
Inside the Minster
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