It is not pleasant at all when you have to go out on a cold and rainy day, but good food and a beer always compensate that. I briefly explored the food market at the Southbank Centre, London this afternoon, and found a little paradise for street food.
My remembrance day started with a visit to the Imperial War Museum (IWM) in London. This is organized by our professor trying to expand our knowledge on what have learnt in class. She picked this particular date so that there is a bigger impact for us.
Thanks to the visit, I get the chance to visit this museum which I would probably never get enough courage to.
I was listening to a BBC radio 4 program talking about gender issue in the UK over the decades and some transgender people as guests sharing their experience and feelings. It was an eye-opening and horizon-broadening program. I am sure I still can not fully empathize with what they must feel in a world that is not very friendly to trans.
However, the program reminded me of my experience using gender neutral toilet. Although I have used gender neutral toilet multiple times at many places, I have never thought about it seriously. Continue reading “Gender Neutral Toilet Experience”
I went to the immersive Great Gatsby theatre show last week, and the advertisement did not lie. How immersed was I? Fully! Totally! The stage design and the multiple storylines setting was genius.
I have always thought that I know how to take good tourist photos, but I was so slapped in the face during this trip by my new besties. Shame on me. But now that I have learned so much from them, I am gonna share it. Continue reading “Trip to Edinburgh: Taking Perfect Tourist Photos”
My trip to Edinburgh gave me a strong sense of how Brits view the idea of “nation”. “U” in the “UK” means united, literally, but not the way I have always understand. The four nations, England, Wales, Scotland, and Northern Ireland, are just united together towards the outside world, but within, they are just so different, and I feel like that they refused to integrate as one.
I have noticed multiple times there that whenever there is a Union Jack, there is a Scottish flag right next to it. In many introductory paragraphs I read in the Castle, in the museums, only the word “Scot” or “Scottish” made it presence and almost never the word “UK”. Continue reading “Trip to Edinburgh: “U” in the “UK” and Scots”