Thursday night our apartment hosted a big party. Between all of us in
the apartment we invited a lot of people including most of Pritchatts Park.
We
decorated the apartment with balloons, and set up a stereo in the living
room. Everybody had to bring their own booze, however. I met a few new
people at the party, and got a chance to hang out with others whom I had
already met. Significantly I had quite a long and interesting conversation
with a German fellow who was for the most part enthusiastic about the United
States, but was not very happy with Germans, whom he considered to be fairly
stiff. At the right is a picture from the party. From left to right the
people are Stuart, Lee, Ed (some of my roommates), and Manon.
Friday afternoon was the beginning of Rotary Link weekend down in Bristol, which was a chance for all the Rotary Scholars staying in the British Isles to get together. I had to catch the 5:28 train from downtown Birmingham, and had to catch a local train to downtown Birmingham first. I got to the University Station at 5:00, just in time to have the train doors close in my face. Fortunately I caught the next train and with only three minutes to spare caught my train to Bristol.
The train was met at the station in Bristol, and we were taken to a local
hotel where we were dispatched to host families for the weekend. I was
assigned, along with Daniel Lewis, a music scholar from Melbourne studying
in Cardiff, to the Perry's house.
Steve
and Hazel were the two parents, and their were two University age sons,
Ben and Josh, and one middle school aged daughter, Hannah at the Perry
house (another older daughter, Sarah, was off in Russia). They lived in
a suburb of Bristol called Westbury-on-Trym (see picture at left) in a
nice old stone house. The town was closed to Clifton, and Mr. Perry was
a member of the Rotary Club of Clifton. Clifton is also famous for one
of the oldest suspension bridges ever built (see right). The parents, Daniel
and I went to dinner at another Rotary members house where we met a few
of the other scholars: Ailsa, from Ontario, Lorie, from Texas, Yoko, from
Japan, and Mark, from Alabama.
Saturday
afternoon we did some touring in Bristol. First we went to see St. Mary
Redcliffe Parish Church near the waterfront in Bristol. I found out that
St. Mary Redcliffe was once called the "fairest parish church in all the
land," by Queen Elizabeth I. The church was made all out of carved limestone
and might be considered a cathedral in the U.S. (pictures above).
What
is really striking is the age of things over here. You commonly see plaques
on the wall or tombstones with dates in the 17th century. Although I have
seen other ancient sites, such as the Great Wall in China, it was striking
to see items of such age from a culture from which my own stems. Our tour
guide seemed to like the church quite a bit, pointing out bits of carving
that he was fond of, but didn't seem to have a whole lot of factual data,
which was a little disappointing. After that, Mr. Perry took Daniel and
I to see some other sites in Bristol. We went first to Bristol Cathedral
which was larger than St. Mary Redcliffe, but which lacked the sense of
age and beauty of St. Mary Redcliffe (inside view at left). There was one
room (the chapter house) in the cathedral which was quite old (see right),
however, and had very intricate stonework which had survived remarkably
well for almost 800 years. Below is a picture of Daniel sitting in the
chapter house and some shots of us at St. Mary Redcliffe.
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Finally,
all the scholars dispersed, taking trains and coaches back to their respective
universities.
Lorie,
and Ailsa were both on the same train that I was on, although Lorie was
continuing on to Manchester, and Ailsa was going to Edinburgh. Lorie, Mike,
from Pennsylvania, and another girl, whose name escapes me, all got off
in Birmingham, the three of them to transfer to another train. We had about
45 minutes until their train left, so we took a quick stroll around Birmingham
city center, including a whirl wind tour of the Pre-Raphaelite collection
at the Art Museum. Finally they took their train and I headed back to the
University, where I am now looking forward to some sleep after a very busy
weekend.