Last week, while Seth was in Prague (lucky sob) I babysat his printer. I had a paper to print out, as well as several scholarships, so I knew I would use it as well as pet it, feed it and tuck it into bed. When I first plugged it in, I received a whole lot of error messages filled with scary technical jargon. One would be turned off at this point, but equipped with my vast IT experience, I simply copied and pasted the message into Google, found many forums dealing with the same issue, followed the steps and voila! -- print baby print!
Of course, it helped to know such terms as port, driver, add, remove... but nevertheless it made me think that the key to being a pro in anything, is simply terminology. For example, football never interested me until I understood what the terms of the game meant.
This may seem like an obvious point, it is. And now I'm about to use this point to figure out the financial world, on stride to my financial independence. Say, what is the difference between a physical delivery option and a cash-settled option...? No really, tell me.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Freiburg girl goes to London... baby!
From Monday, February 25th to Friday, February 29th I took my first real European adventure to London, England to see what the fuss is really all about. The hardest part of the journey was getting to the airport in Frankfurt Hahn (an airport 100km from Frankfurt city) which required 3 trains and a bus = a four hour endeavor compared to the easy one hour flight to London. Luckily, I was travelling with a very plan-precise friend of mine also on the same program: Kat. Kat had our whole travel itinerary down to a T, while I sat pretty reading my strange rabbit fiction, Watership Down.
On Monday, our main goal was to get checked into our hostel, St. Christopher's. On their website, they advertised a cool bar/hangout area attached to the hostel to meet other travelers, when in reality it was a hostel attached to a loud bar... but who can really complain at under $15 a night. Kat and I had an occasional beer in the bar (at least we didn't have to bring our jackets and purses with us), but we were both into our books, so we mostly read and went to bed early.
Our hostel was located in a totally punk-alternative area of London called Camden (you might recognize this neighborhood, it was recently in world news for having a fire in one of its numerable markets.) The markets were so vast and contained so many cool treasures, we spent almost all Thursday walking around shopping. Many shops had wacky sex t-shirts and "f**k the man"/marijuana memorabilia, that we mostly walked around giggling.
Tuesday and Wednesday were our busy touristy days. In both mornings we went on free walking tours. The first was called "Royal London" led by a hilarious Australian guy who could crack every British joke in the book. We saw Buckingham Palace, Parliament, Westminster Abbey, Trafalgar Square, Big Ben, and so many other cool attractions. I really advise travelers to take tours of the cities you visit because 1. you can almost always find an English tour and 2. you'll see the city thoroughly and learn information about landmarks not usually found in guidebooks. For example, we learned that at Princess Diana's funeral, there was such a big turnout that only the royals could fit in Westminster Abbey and the general population sat on the grass outside watching the procession on big screens. A speaker inside the church made a comment against the Royal family, saying that they are only targeted against and are only turning into haughty celebrities. To this comment, the outside crowd started cheering. The applause was so loud that the Royals inside heard it and, oblivious to why the crowd outside was cheering, starting clapping along politely (the Brits are way too proper) and little did they know they were clapping against their own existence!
The second tour called the Old City of London was a historical tour led by another Australian, who knew almost too much British history. He showed us the famous Tour Bridge, the Tower of London, St. Paul's cathedral, London's wall street, Globe Theatre, and other fancy-dancy attractions. This was also a cool tour, but I, a little bored, had fun cracking corny jokes to Kat about British history (ex. "How bout that Boston Tea Party?...suckas!") as we went along.
(Kat and I apparently wearing the Tower Bridge)
After the tours on both days we had lunch and spent the afternoon in a museum (all were free!) We saw the controversial Greek Marbles from the Parthenon (the Greeks want 'em back), Monet, Picasso, Pollock, my new fav Joan Miro, and also the Rosetta Stone.
As a last personal note to our trip I have to say this: I love big cities. The diversity, the intelligence, the history. Technological advances, human rights movements, political activities. I always feel so rejuvenated going to a big city while others (including Kat) feel so exhausted. London was especially exciting for me 1. because everyone talks so silly, I could never get tired of it and 2. because its like grand New York but cleaner. This trip reminded me about my love for the city of Seattle and hey, I was in London, baby!
It rains in London, what? Parliament Tower and London Eye in the sunshine
On Monday, our main goal was to get checked into our hostel, St. Christopher's. On their website, they advertised a cool bar/hangout area attached to the hostel to meet other travelers, when in reality it was a hostel attached to a loud bar... but who can really complain at under $15 a night. Kat and I had an occasional beer in the bar (at least we didn't have to bring our jackets and purses with us), but we were both into our books, so we mostly read and went to bed early.
Our hostel was located in a totally punk-alternative area of London called Camden (you might recognize this neighborhood, it was recently in world news for having a fire in one of its numerable markets.) The markets were so vast and contained so many cool treasures, we spent almost all Thursday walking around shopping. Many shops had wacky sex t-shirts and "f**k the man"/marijuana memorabilia, that we mostly walked around giggling.
Tuesday and Wednesday were our busy touristy days. In both mornings we went on free walking tours. The first was called "Royal London" led by a hilarious Australian guy who could crack every British joke in the book. We saw Buckingham Palace, Parliament, Westminster Abbey, Trafalgar Square, Big Ben, and so many other cool attractions. I really advise travelers to take tours of the cities you visit because 1. you can almost always find an English tour and 2. you'll see the city thoroughly and learn information about landmarks not usually found in guidebooks. For example, we learned that at Princess Diana's funeral, there was such a big turnout that only the royals could fit in Westminster Abbey and the general population sat on the grass outside watching the procession on big screens. A speaker inside the church made a comment against the Royal family, saying that they are only targeted against and are only turning into haughty celebrities. To this comment, the outside crowd started cheering. The applause was so loud that the Royals inside heard it and, oblivious to why the crowd outside was cheering, starting clapping along politely (the Brits are way too proper) and little did they know they were clapping against their own existence!
The second tour called the Old City of London was a historical tour led by another Australian, who knew almost too much British history. He showed us the famous Tour Bridge, the Tower of London, St. Paul's cathedral, London's wall street, Globe Theatre, and other fancy-dancy attractions. This was also a cool tour, but I, a little bored, had fun cracking corny jokes to Kat about British history (ex. "How bout that Boston Tea Party?...suckas!") as we went along.
(Kat and I apparently wearing the Tower Bridge)After the tours on both days we had lunch and spent the afternoon in a museum (all were free!) We saw the controversial Greek Marbles from the Parthenon (the Greeks want 'em back), Monet, Picasso, Pollock, my new fav Joan Miro, and also the Rosetta Stone.
As a last personal note to our trip I have to say this: I love big cities. The diversity, the intelligence, the history. Technological advances, human rights movements, political activities. I always feel so rejuvenated going to a big city while others (including Kat) feel so exhausted. London was especially exciting for me 1. because everyone talks so silly, I could never get tired of it and 2. because its like grand New York but cleaner. This trip reminded me about my love for the city of Seattle and hey, I was in London, baby!
It rains in London, what? Parliament Tower and London Eye in the sunshine
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