For the next couple of weeks anyway.
As my previous post explained, I have a lot of travel ahead of me. I was in Wales last weekend (such a good weekend – a write up is in the works! Promise!) and am off to Spain early tomorrow morning (1am early! So no sleep for me tonight) and shall be away for two weeks. It’s not exactly a holiday. In fact, I doubt very much there will be anything relaxing about it.
While not studying for my Masters degree I’m currently employed by my university as a Learning Support Assistant, working with students that have various disabilities. While most of my work involves note-taking, I am also a ‘buddy’ for field trips. One of my students is off to Spain on a geology field trip so I am being sent along to support them.
Lots of looking at rocks ahead methinks. I hope it’s warm!
Will let y’all know how it goes when I’m back.
Until then, adios!
I love travelling. I’m hardly happier than when I’m on the road, seeing new sights and meeting new people. The Germans use the term ‘wanderlust’ to describe a strong desire to travel and see the world, and I’m the first to confess I have it bad.
My parent’s probably instilled this love in me at a young age – we’ve been going on family holidays for as long as I can remember and they were never the ‘beach and pool’ ones, but cultural, filled with new sights and sounds. We’ve spent many wonderful summers in France, Italy, southern Germany, and even ventured as far afield as Egypt, Israel, Jordan, and Czech Republic, not to mention the obligatory Orlando experience.
On my own, I’ve visited a lot of South East Asia, Oceania, Western USA and various places in Europe and Africa (a fairly complete list of all the countries I’ve been to is here).
So what are my latest plans? Yes, I do have some. I always try and have at least one trip planned because it gives me something to look forward to!
So for 2012 this is what I have coming up: Read More…
PZ Myers on his wonderful Pharyngula blog has been asking for essays on why people are atheists, so I thought I’d write my own. Below is what I wrote originally, but it went on a fair bit so I’ve submitted a heavily edited version to him. If it gets put up on his blog I shall let you all know! Apologies in advance for the length of this post!
Why I am an Atheist
I realise that I am incredibly lucky. I am a college-educated, very well-travelled Western woman from a nominally middle-class family, born into a society where religion is rarely mentioned in polite (or even impolite) company. My parents didn’t go in for religion in a big way, but did try and thrust some Christian beliefs onto me. I have vague memories of Sunday schools, of being Mary in a Nativity and of attending services as Brownie where they let me ring the church bells (while being carefully watched to make sure I didn’t disappear up into the belfry), but I don’t recall having any strong religious convictions. To me, God was just the nice man in the sky who you sent your wishes to. A bit like Santa Claus, but at least you got presents from him at Christmas; God never seemed to grant my wishes (and if Santa couldn’t get me a pony then what hope did God have?!).
I had a minor ‘crisis of faith’ when I was nine and my beloved hamster Shadow fell sick. I spent a worried night praying that she would be ok, but alas in the morning she was dead and I was heartbroken. I thought it unfair that God had ignored my prayers and had taken something precious from me. I didn’t understand what I’d done to deserve her death, falling in to the (rather arrogant) trap that somehow it was my fault she had died. I clearly hadn’t been religious enough to warrant God saving her. But as children do I bounced back and forgot my little waver of faith.
From a young age I was a voracious reader and one of my most treasured books (which I still have to this day) was an encyclopaedia of Gods, Goddesses and Heroes from around the world – from the Classical Mediterranean and the Norse, to the exotic; Central American, African, Asian… complete with their myths and legends. Already I was aware that not everyone had always believed in ‘my’ God, and some people in the world still didn’t.
When I was ten my father’s job took us to Cyprus, which is a fascinating country for those that know anything about its history, and a perfect place to visit the nearby Middle East from. My parents were very keen on encouraging us to travel and two trips in particular changed the way I viewed the world. Read More…
So this is the first post of the blog, where I’m meant to introduce myself and what the hell I’m supposed to be writing about, and you’re meant to pretend to be interested when in reality we all know this is just me checking that everything works, looks good, and I haven’t broken it yet!
The truth is this is sort of an unofficial New Years Resolution. Over the years I’ve attempted many times to get into blogging but have failed miserably – even just trying to keep a blog as a travel journal was abandoned halfway through in favour of good old paper-&-pens. But this year I’m going to try and keep this going. Why? Partially due to an assignment I’m working on for uni at the moment looking at social media, and partially to try and tie together all the random rubbish I have lurking around the internet.
So what to write about?
Well my interests currently lie in Photoshop, photography, travel but no doubt rants about my personal life *may* find there way in, possibly semi-coherent philosophical posts or even movie and book reviews… basically whatever I feel like writing about!
So welcome to my world. Let’s see how this goes!