Saturday, January 31, 2009

city life

I skipped class on Friday to go into London. I have to say, it didn't take much convincing, because the group was planning on going to Camden and Tower Bridge, neither of which I had done yet. So I went.
Camden Markets were amazing. I love the atmosphere there! I got delish Chinese food from a vendor and bought a cool gold owl pendant for v. little money...I should have bought my sister a birthday present, but I didn't think about it at the time. I'll probably go back sometime soon though.

Then we went and saw the London Tower and crossed Tower Bridge and were all touristy and took lots of pictures of it.We stopped by Leadenhall Market, in hopes that we could find a cute coffee shop, but everything was pretty much closed so we ended up just going to Starbucks.Then we had some time to kill before dinner so we decided to go to the Museum of London, which was very cool because I'm a history dork. I saw this and had to take a picture of it:Anyone else reminded of Life of Brian?

Finally, we went to Leicester Square and had dinner in the Bear and Staff pub. It was my first traditional pub meal so naturally I got fish and chips! And it was much better than the fish and chips I had last time I was in London.So yay for productive days! Although I feel like the more I see of London, the more there is to see. I'm glad I'm here until June, but I still don't think I'll be able to do and see everything that I want to!

Thursday, January 29, 2009

crashing the sunset party

I went into London on my own for the first time yesterday, and I didn't get lost! This is an achievement for me because I have a habit of getting lost wherever I go. But London is so easy to get around in that I haven't lost my way once (so far...). I love the tube; it's so much more efficient and user-friendly than Metro back home.

But anyways, I was in the city to meet a few former coworkers/friends of mine, and it was quite an experience! It was great catching up with the Sunset boys because I got to a) reminisce about the good old camp days and b) hear lots of stuff about that summer that I had no idea was going on! It's funny being so far removed from everything, because the three of them are never going back to camp so they had no scruples about dishing all the dirt, whereas a few years ago no one was sure about who they could talk to. I know this is all really vague, but let's just say there was lots of drama that summer, and it's kind of hilarious to look back on it now and know what really happened.

Clockwise from far left: Ben, Bill, David, Mike F, Steve, Luke, Dougie, Tynan, Mike G

So yeah, hanging out with Ben, Luke, and Mike (Ford) was a good time. Mike and I ate lunch at a really cute Italian cafe and then walked around aimlessly for an hour or two while we waited for Ben and Luke to get off work. Then we all went to Kingston to a student bar where Ben was DJing that night, and I got to meet his girlfriend and his twin sister and we all just hung out and chatted. It made me really miss camp! And hopefully this is only the first of many camp reunions I get to have this term.

would you just shut up already, sarah?

I was watching the Australian Open semifinal match between Andy Roddick and Roger Federer this morning, and I got the urge to spew out my random thoughts about some of the top players in the game. Brace yourself for a long, rambling post.

In my amateur opinion, the thing that makes Roger Federer so damn good is his footwork. He's got a great serve, but it's not really any better than Roddick's. He's got a great return of serve, but it's not any better than Agassi's was (and probably still is, actually). He's got fantastic passing shots and amazing paint-the-lines placement, but again, so do a lot of guys. What makes him really great to watch is the way he anticipates every shot, runs every ball down, plants his feet, and gets in perfect position to return the shot, all without looking like he's trying. My family and I joke that he never even breaks a sweat, because he just makes it look so effortless.

The other thing that sets him apart is his patience. He never gets outwardly angry or frustrated, and he rarely talks during a match. He's always calm, cool, and collected--and clearly it's often unnerving to his opponents. (Although this wasn't always the case--apparently as a junior player and up until his early 20s he was Marat Safin-like in his on court antics. Frustration, anger, breaking his fair share of racquets, etc. But then he changed his attitude, and his whole game changed.) His weakness, of course, is clay. Anyone who saw last year's French Open final against Nadal (or, you know, the previous five or whatever) can attest to that.

What makes Rafael Nadal special is his enthusiasm and exuberance. He's sort of the opposite of Fed--not because he gets angry, but because he gets so excited on the court. And the two main things that make him so hard to beat are his speed and his perseverence. His technique is fantastic; of course it has to be for him to have gotten as far as he has, and his shot placement is often perfect...but again, so is Federer's. The difference between them is that Rafa doesn't anticipate his opponent's shots quite like Roger does, but he is so speedy that he gets to them anyways, and he never ever gives up. He will chase every shot and not get tired, which I can imagine would be extremely frustrating to an opposing player. Imagine playing a three, four, or five hour tennis match against a guy who you just can't hit balls past. Plus, he's a lefty. At least while playing tennis. And we all love the lefties!

Andy Roddick, bless him, just isn't as naturally good as either of these guys. He's still my favorite (my former future husband--you know, prior to the Cesc Fabregas days) and I'll always root for him against the other guys, but I know that him winning another Slam is sort of a longshot. He has the most explosive serve in the game (seeing as he holds the world record at 155mph) and very powerful forehand shots, and he's worked hard to improve his backhands and volleys over the years. But he's never really been able to get past the total on-court domination of Federer and Nadal.

He's had his ups and downs, as well as his fair share of injuries, but it's plain to see that he's worked really really hard leading up to this Australian Open. He lost about 15 pounds and improved his stamina considerably, which meant he easily outlasted Djokovic in the scorching heat. But again, he just couldn't break the Federer Express. What I think he should have done today is just kept the balls in the court, rather than trying to hit winners. Hitting balls past Federer is very difficult to do, and I know long rallies have a psychologically tiring effect even if you're in great physical shape, but Federer is very very good at outlasting opponents and waiting for them to make mistakes. When Andy was patient and didn't try to go for the quick winning shots, he actually forced Federer to commit errors. But he didn't do it often, and you could tell that Fed's quiet, calm demeanor was getting under Andy's skin. He got frustrated and picked fights with the chair umpire, and then tried to hit the balls even harder past Federer. To Andy's credit, he held his game together much better than he has in the past when frustrated, and he fought very well. Roger was just too...Roger-y.

I'm expecting yet another Rafa-Roger showdown in the finals, but hey, you never know. Maybe Ferdasco (that's the delectible and newly single Fernando Verdasco, of course) can pull off a major upset. I'm definitely going to wake up early again tomorrow to watch the epic battle of the Spaniards.

Okay, that was a major tl;dr post. You guys are probably all looking at me like this now:
Sorry about that. You should all know by now that I get a little excited when it comes to sports. And it's been a long time since I've gotten to watch full tennis matches.

All images from Getty via the offish Australian Open website.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

more russian stuff

I don't even want to hear about the Arshavin thing anymore. I have absolutely no idea what is going on there. So I'm gonna talk about another Russian.


[Scenes from The Turning Point]

Today marks the 61st birthday of Mikhail Baryshnikov, one of the greatest ballet dancers of all time. I know that's a bold claim, but come on, let's be serious. The man is a joy to watch. Not only is his technique spotless, his turning effortless, and his jumping gravity-defying, but he has such expression in his movements (and his charisma on-screen makes him a great actor). It's no wonder there's a leap named after him.


[Don Quixote]


[I really wish this clip was better quality; it's such a great scene. If you haven't seen the movie, you should. It's called White Nights, it's got Gregory Hines, Helen Mirren, and Isabella Rossellini in it, and Twyla Tharp did all the choreography. Also, you can't go wrong with Lou Reed in the background!]

So a very happy birthday to Mikhail!

And since I seem to be on a Russian roll today...Ovie helped the NHL East beat out the West 12-11 in the All Star game on Sunday. I didn't watch, because I didn't care enough to stay up all night. But we're back to regular season games now, so I suspect a few late nights in the near future.

wait what?

I thought the Arshavin deal saga was over days ago, to no fruition. But apparently not. Now it looks as if it's actually going to happen, as long as Arshavin himself stops being stubborn.

I still think we need a couple of defensive players, but if this works out, the Russian will go a long way towards healing our injury woes. Once all of our creative players are back and healthy (I know, keep dreaming right?) we may have to shuffle the team around a bit and possibly even sell a player or two--probably Bendtner--but it will be nice to actually have some depth to the bench.

I'm happy about this. I like Arshavin. I mean, granted, I had no idea who he was before last summer, but I think he could fit well into the Arsenal lineup. And while I love the youth system we have going, it is a refreshing change to see Wenger sign someone who isn't 16 and needs a few years to mature before he can play for the full side. We've got problems now, and we need people who can play now.

Monday, January 26, 2009

travel updates

I'm back from my trip to Swansea and I didn't see any sheep. Or learn any Welsh. How disappointing.

Swansea Bay

Jenn and I stayed with this nice couple (who, unfortunately, were smokers--not so fun); they were also hosting a boy named Mohammed from Saudi Arabia who was there to learn English. This kid was so funny. He receives £1000 a month from the Saudi king, and he spends it all on alcohol and taxis to go out every night. He'd stumble in at midnight, going on about how many shots of tequila and gin he took and the clubs he went to, while Andy lectured him on how he shouldn't drink so much and he definitely shouldn't go to Wind Street because it was filled with "girls walking around with no clothes on!" We didn't go out at night, but a few others in our group did and apparently he was right. I heard reports that all of the girls were drunken messes in stripper costumes. Fun times.
Castle ruins

We did go to the beach which was very pretty, although it would have been nicer in warmer weather. We also went shopping--and funniest thing, I saw two friends of mine in Topshop that I haven't seen in years! What a random coincidence. I also learned how to make Welsh cakes from Julie. I think I'll try them with dried cranberries or golden raisins, because I get tired of raisins pretty quickly.

All in all, it was a pretty entertaining experience. Didn't get to watch the Portsmouth - Swansea FA Cup match because no one in the household liked football; I didn't want to be the annoying guest that forces people to watch her TV programs. But I did get to listen to some of the Arsenal - Cardiff match on the coach on the way back to London. Good weekend for Welsh football, not such a good weekend for the rest of us. Oh well, replay's at home so hopefully we won't be quite so incompetent.

Friday, January 23, 2009

the land of no vowels

I'm off to Wales for the weekend! Home of Catherine Zeta-Jones, The Manics, and sort of Christian Bale (ha Lucy).

I shall tell you all about it when I get back. I don't think it will be as boring as everyone says Wales is. (And by "everyone" I mean the English, of course!) And hey, maybe I'll learn a few cool words. The only Welsh word I know now is cwtch.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

stuff i wish i could do, part one

Svetlana Zakharova has the longest legs I have ever seen on a ballerina.



Or anyone, for that matter.



Just incredible.

[Sorry if you guys find ballet boring. I most certainly don't.]

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

i'm the next big thing

Victoria, our lovely event coordinator (and new celeb--as you can see, the press loved her!)

Today I was a total celebrity. You may possibly see pictures of me on the Hard Rock Cafe website in about a week. Or interviews of me on the news.

We went into London today for the inauguration, decked out in our Obama shirts and buttons and waving our little American flags. The Hard Rock Cafe was packed, and there were people cheering and clapping and crying (I'm looking at you, Tyler!). The atmosphere was amazing. And I went all out in my Americanness and had a bacon cheeseburger. Delish. What wasn't so nice was the guy taking close up pictures of me while I was trying to eat said cheeseburger. I feel like pictures of me eating are going to crop up on the news now, and that's just awkward.

But anyways.Spot the Obama-alike! And yes, he had an English accent. It was a little surreal.

I've already said all that I can about the new administration, so I won't repeat myself. I will say that I'm feeling a little relieved and a lot excited. Can't wait to see how the next four years pan out!

Monday, January 19, 2009

new car, caviar, four star daydream, think i'll buy me a football team.

It seems as if to some at least, money isn't the be-all and end-all in football. Reports are claiming that Kaka has decided to stay with Milan, turning down the ridiculous amount of money that Citeh had offered him.

I have a suspicion that this may possibly have factored into his decision. Kaka probably saw that as a sign that God wasn't happy with all of this transfer malarkey. So once again, Jesus prevails over evil. Or something.

Okay, so I make fun of Kaka sometimes for the whole super religious "I belong to Jesus" stuff, but really, I do love him. He's a fantastic player, and in a world filled with Cashleys it's certainly nice to see team loyalty prevail over money. So in conclusion...Ricardo Izecson dos Santos Leite, you rock. Keep up the good work. And if you want to be photographed wearing only a towel again, you know, I won't have any objections.

life at the moment

Currently listening to...The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars - David Bowie

Currently reading...Gonzo: The Life of Hunter S. Thompson - Jann S. Werner and Corey Seymour (editors)

Currently watching...the Washington Capitals take on the NY Islanders in New York. 1-1 going into overtime.

[EDIT: We just won! Ovechkin in overtime again! The Islanders must be getting pretty tired of this. Hee.]

Currently excited about...the inauguration tomorrow!! Oh, happy days.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

sorry guys

I predicted that my blog might be neglected for a while, and apparently I was right. I was planning on writing long recaps of all of my outings, but now it's just way too far after the fact, and would take far too much effort than I am willing to put in. So here's a very quick rundown of what I have and have not accomplished so far...

Things I have done:
  • tour of The City (the inner square mile)
  • tour of Eton and Windsor
  • Jack the Ripper tour
  • gone to the National Gallery and the V&A
  • seen where the Magna Carta was signed
  • seen Buckingham Palace, the Houses of Parliament, Tower Bridge, and lots of other famous buildings/structures from the outside
Things I have not done:
  • bought plates/silverware
  • gone shopping at Harrods, Kensington High Street, or Oxford and Bond streets (although I did the last one two years ago)
  • gone to the Emirates
  • gone inside St. Paul's Cathedral or Westminster Abbey (may do these when my parents come to visit, because while the museums are free, the churches cost money!)
  • hooked up with a cute British guy
  • watched a football match in a pub
I have made plans for outside-of-England travel though. I am going to Wales at the end of January, Norway for skiing in mid-February, hopefully Bruges and Amsterdam at the end of February, and Paris in early March.

I am also going to go into London on Tuesday to celebrate our national holiday! Possibly going to Madame Tussaud's, because US citizens get free entry to see the new wax Obama, and then meeting a bunch of internationals for dinner and to watch the ceremony at Hard Rock Cafe. We're going all-out American (even the Aussies)!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

i've become a cleveland indians fan.

Okay I'm kidding. But not completely. My two favorite Cubs have moved to the Indians during the offseason, so I think they may possibly become my favorite AL team. The Indians also have Major League going for them, which is definitely one of the best sports movies ever made.

So anyways, we got rid of Kerry Wood and Mark DeRosa and signed...Milton Bradley. I'm hoping he'll keep his juvenile off-field antics to a minimum. I also hope the Jake Peavy deal goes through, because I've always liked him. I hear he was spotted singing "Go Cubs Go" in a bar last month, so maybe it really will happen.

hah!

I don't know how closely most of you follow US politics, so you may not have heard about Illinois governor Blagojevich and his...erm...recent issues. Or Illinois' more general problem with, you know, failing to elect any normal law-abiding governors. So anyways, my mother sent me this picture, and it gave me a chuckle.


There is also this. Yes, the White Sux fans can claim the President Elect as one of their own, and we get Blagojevich.

Friday, January 9, 2009

touristy photographs

So I finally have internet access set up in my hall, but I don't really feel like recapping my week so far. I'm putting up pictures instead, and maybe you can read all about my adventures tomorrow or on Sunday when I have more free time.

This view should need no explanation:

Monument to the 1666 fire by the old entrance to the City:

Tower Bridge (not London Bridge, as many people think):

Diagon Alley:
The museum that I couldn't stay inside because I burned my hand earlier in the day and was in horrible pain so I had to go sit outside in the freezing cold:

St. Paul's Cathedral (of William Blake's 'Holy Thursday' fame):

And now to my new home for the next several months. The main Founders building:
And my tiny little room......and even tinier closet. With no drawers! This shelf thing will take some getting used to.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

bye, bye miss american pie


I'm leaving for Engerland tonight so this is my last post in the good ol' US of A for quite a while. I suspect this blog will soon either a) turn into a travel journal sort of thing, or b) be sorely neglected. I hope it's not the latter.

In any case, I might not post anything for a few days, until I get settled in. Unless something really important happens, like Arsenal signing Xabi Alonso.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

our babies are growing up so fast...

Happy 17th birthday to little Jack Wilshere!


Here's hoping he continues to improve and mature, and sees more playing time in 2009!

happy new year!

And what better way to ring in the new year than a day filled with good old American (and maybe Canadian) sports?

First, we have a strange fusion of baseball and hockey with the Winter Classic - Blackhawks and Redwings playing at Wrigley Field, home of my beloved Chicago Cubs. Weird and pointless but I'm going to watch anyways. Unless my sister complains and takes the remote.

My parents will probably want to watch the Rose Bowl, even though the Illini aren't playing this year, so I'm sure that will be on later. I don't really care about the Big 10 or the Pac-10, so I can't muster up a whole lot of excitement about this game. I do think that they should have somehow made Illinois go to the Orange Bowl, simply because it would bring me childish amusement to think that a guy named Juice was playing in a tournament called the Orange Bowl. Ahem, anyways.

And onto the Orange Bowl. No Juice playing, but we do have a Macho. Virginia Tech against Cincinnati. Last year we lost it to Kansas, so I'm hoping for a big win tonight. Although we were a better team last year; the team's been pretty inconsistent this season. I guess we'll see how it goes.