Monthly Archives: August 2007

they’ll visit us, they’ll visit us…not

So we were having dinner with some friends of ours a couple of weeks ago, Tyler and Laura Henderson. They have been so great to use these past couple of months passing down to us vital info about traveling and studying overseas…and luggage. One thing they prepared us for was the onslaught of friends and family who would tell you that they are going to come visit when you are abroad. Honestly, I’m pretty excited about it the prospects. Friends dropping into check up on me and carry me through a dark london winter promising to put me into a depressed doldrum. i think it stresses PJ out a little though. She is going to be really busy with school and studies and ‘moving’ about. The first couple weeks of january looks to be really fun with friends Keither Scherer and John and Tonya Beeler dropping in for a spot of tea.
they love us, they love us not

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Trip on the High Seas

Travel by seas

 steamer/PJ and I had a wonderful time on friday night at Big Car Gallery in Fountain Square entertaining our friends with bits and pieces of artistic trivia from our time in Indianapolis.  We played songs from Emory Salem and Ebenezer and the Hymnasters and PJ read works from many different sources (including some original prose by Jim Walker and John Beeler).  We were joined by musicians Eric Evans, Bethany Hodge, Kipp Normand and Elyce Elder.  Wolfy opened up and played a cover of “sooner than later’.  I later covered one of their early songs “bel canto.”   It was also a real treat to feature movement by Katie Bacone and dramatic support from Christa Shoot! 

Here’s the lyrics to the last song we played called “Trip on the High Seas”
(to listen click here)

There’s a ticket that you left behind                  

You put it in a dresser drawer                          

A plan to take a trip on the high seas                

Your brother showed you photographs
The mimes in Paris made you laugh
You’d purchased all the travel books and maps 

You wore a ring he bought for you
A diamond bigger than your dreams
The hope of freedom from the solitude 

Oh, You lived the world of Europe then
And read the books of Henry James
You longed to walk in high society 

With Daisy Miller as your friend
You’d turn the heads of Parisian men
Doan yourself in the latest fashion trends 

The old world always wooed your heart
Across the great big sea apart
To ride a steamer never to return 

Now your ring is on her hand
It carries him within your plan
To cover all the oceans of the world 

eenie-meenie-minie-NO

searching for a place to live in another country is evidently a little difficult. We would freely admit to this except for the fact that we have never gone about it before. In thinking about finding housing attending grad school at a US school it would be a small blip on the anxiety radar. The ‘flat’ search is going very poorly at this point. In fact, yesterday morning Pj announces to me that she has applied for a brand new flat being finished up by the Universitiy of Lonon on gower street in Bloomsbury (which on the ‘expense’ scale is one of the coolest, hippest, and priciest parts of London. Since we haven’t found any luck elsewhere I gave it the thumbs up and went to fix my morning mate latte. here’s the detes on the Gower street flat for those of you up on your london exchange rate/real estate #’s.

Double Bedroom, kitchen/diner, bathroom//a week £264.00 a month £1,144.00
Gower Street Flat floor design

Permission granted

Wrigley Building in Downtown Chicago
Pj and I spent the day yesterday in Chicago acquiring the appropriate permission from the British Consulate to spent the year studying, living, and working in the UK.  We were given a special page in our passports called a ‘visa’, which somehow is nothing like the plastic card i have in my wallet.   We thought it was funny that the office is housed in the famous chewing-gum manufacturer William Wrigley building. 

pre-trip jitters

Life is more and more taking on the reality of our upcoming uprooting to London. the house is filling up with boxes. our landlord and friends the beelers are constantly showing potentail renters around the house. Pj and I are starting to feel the stress of finding housing and getting ready for a trip to chicago to pay omage to the visa oracle.

“Will we able to travel safely to Britain?” Will we be able to work and find happiness?”  

Discussions such as “should we pack an extra suitcase for the week in
Virginia, or just live out of our London suitcases?” What street is that flat for rent on? I’ll look it up on Google earth…it’s insane. the process of moving, leaving, realizing how much you love a place…but only the nebulous time of announcing your moving to a community. You start to become closer to people you never knew, you realize that you feel closer to people you’ve known for years. You become obsessed with making every moment ‘sweet’ and eternal.