Yo,
My name is Sarah Seyler, and I’m a Media Studies
Junior studying abroad in Plymouth, England this semester. Plymouth isn’t a
very big city, but it is a college city, as we have another university in the
area. I think I chose to study in England because something in me was just
drawn to Europe more than anywhere else. It’s hard to explain, because it is
more of a feeling than it is something I can verbalize. Besides, I knew that
they had a decent program in Media, and public transport is extremely good and
cheap in England.
I could spend time telling you about my
adventures. But the truth is that many of them probably won’t sound as
interesting as they were to me. So instead, let me tell you about the things
that I noticed are different; the general feeling, the tea, the sausages. Fried
chicken is NOT fried chicken, and there is probably a strange British
colloquialism for just about any word you can think of. I can touch cobblestone
and know that it has history, it has weight to its existence. That stone may
have been there longer than our country has been around. People go outside when
the sun is out because it’s such a rare occurrence.
Let me tell you about the things I love; I was
given constant sass for our lack of kettles. People refer to me as ‘the
American’ more than they do my own name sometimes. It’s hilarious saying ‘North
Carolina’ and watching them try to work out where exactly that could be. People
ask me about Trump, but they ask me about the Kardashians more. My flatmates
spent the entire first month I was here cramming every British food I had never
tried into my face. Sometimes they ask me to say words, and listen with their
eyes closed when I sound out the syllables. One of my friends tells me she’ll
miss that accent when I go.
It’s been an amazing few months. I’ve definitely
discovered a different side of myself. I’ve grown. And as much as I can’t wait
to go home, I know I’m going to leave part of my heart here.
Cheers, as the Brits would say,
Sarah S.
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| This is where I am, right on the coast. They call it ‘The Hoe’ here, and this is where everyone has barbeques when it’s actually warm. |
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| This is an olddd old old cathedral in Exeter. The statues were chipped, but you could feel how much they had seen, how long they had been there. |
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| I really like street art ya’ll I have no other excuse alright? This was in London. |
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| I really like street art ya’ll I have no other excuse alright? This was in London. |
