1. A onesie.
(This was a photo I sent to my mom when I was ill a few weeks ago, in case you're wondering what the pouty face is all about...does any else communicate with their mom via pictures?)
But yes, a onesie. Primark in particular specializes in these bad boys, and laugh all you want - there is nothing better than coming home on a chilly night and immediately putting this on. Add in a good book or movie and a cup of tea, I won't move for hours. It's like wearing a marshmallow.
2. A metal disc weighted like a pound coin (mine's attached to my keyring).
Much to many American's surprise, when you go to the grocery store and want to use a trolley or want to use a locker at a gym, you are required to pay for it...but not really. The first week at my gym, I was flabbergasted to see that I had to insert a single pound coin in order to use a locker. "I paid for a membership and now they want an additional pound every time I come here?!" Upon unlocking the locker or returning a grocery trolley, your coin is returned to you through a slot, so you are essentially ensuring that you won't steal the trolley or the key to a locker. This took me an embarrassing number of times to notice and I won't confess how many pounds I left for some lucky person to scoop up upon opening a locker and seeing that some idiot didn't take their coin back. Oops. Since then, I bough a handy key ring for £1.50 that has a disc attached weighted exactly as a pound, so I'm never without one.
3. Approximately 10 umbrellas a year.
...if you keep buying the £4 ones from Primark. I went through five before I finally gave in and bought a nicer one. Five! Shell out a few more pounds and buy an umbrella that won't break because you decided to open it.
4. An electric kettle.
You won't find a home here sans-electric kettle. Not a stovetop one that looks cute and hip on your counter - a plastic, "this'll do the trick" kettle. I strayed away from this mysterious machine the first few weeks when I lived here; "Why not just boil water on the stove or in the microwave? A machine JUST for tea?". Now I use it for tea, coffee, cooking, my hot water bottle, you name it. It's the swiss knife of the kitchen!
5. So many socks your drawer might explode.
I've mentioned this in a previous Foreign Flubs, but wow. Back in the states I had tons of athletic/running socks, a handful of fuzzy socks for hanging around the house, and even less socks for boots. You can get away with wearing sandals or flip flops in Texas nearly year round, but my toes have yet to feel a breeze of English air because I wear closed toed boots pretty much every single day.
6. An army green coat with a furry hood.
Why are these so popular? I have no idea. Did I snigger at the fact that every female owns one of these when I first moved here? Yes. How did I feel handing over my card at Topshop and buying one of my own? Pretty great, actually. This thing is warm.
7. New pants/trousers, because yours will no longer fit after trekking up and down hills.
I walk up the lovely mountain that is Park Street multiple times a day. You can hear the engines of cars squeaking and groaning as they make their way up, and nearly crash into each other on the way down when their brakes begin to whine. It's steep enough that the city shut down traffic and turned it into a water slide last year.
...and what you SHOULD buy
1. A Railcard.
With 5 different options to qualify for, this one-time payment of £20 or £30 per year is crucial for anyone who takes the train on a regular basis. Giving you a 1/3 discount on every ticket, mine paid itself off in 3 trips. Easy application, quick turnaround, don't miss out on it!
2. A pass case, so you can feel cool while quickly whipping out your Railcard or oyster card instead of fumbling through your wallet or purse trying to find it. You can find these just about anywhere and they're cheap.
3. A non-crappy umbrella.
See above.
4. Wellies, or "rain boots" as we say back in the states.
I was gifted these bright purple Hunter Tour Wellington Boots after I dotted the i's and crossed the t's for my move to England. The lighter, more flexible version of the infamous original Hunter's, these never feel heavy yet can withstand trudging through thick mud in the countryside. Although the price tag may not be suitable for those who live somewhere dry, I had a pair of cheap rain boots from Target in college that would rub my heels and calves sore within an hour, and have never had a problem like that with these - I even wore them on the plane over here in September!
Did you purchase any odd or unexpected things after moving somewhere new that you can't live without now?
Random Things You'll Buy After Moving to England.
Friday, February 6, 2015 • England, life
7 Misconceptions About the UK.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015 • England, travel, Wales
* From an American's perspective.
1. The food is terrible.
Ummmmmm. No. There's a good reason all of my clothing fits a bit tighter than it did last year. Cakes, pastries, scones, burgers (seriously, amazing gourmet burger restaurants everywhere, some people are flat out tired of them), fry-ups for breakfast, chips, curry, food markets galore, etc. The foodie culture is strong here.
2. The weather is also terrible.
Even though my first month in the UK was unseasonably warm and dry, many people picture it as a nonstop monsoon throughout the year and a winter wonderland for half the year. Sure, it rains. Yes, there are grey days. No - we don't have snowmageddon or snowpocapltic episodes. There are also plenty of sunny, gorgeous days. Which we then we get to talk about - because the stereotype about chatting about the weather constantly is 100% true.
3. Everyone sounds like the Queen.
The UK is incredibly diverse when it comes to accents. You can travel an hour away and be surrounded by a brand new dialect. And no, no one says "cheerio"...at least no one from this century. For a quick run-through of all the accents the UK has to offer, check out this video. You'll recognize more than you think!
4. Everyone drinks Earl Grey Tea.
I'm not sure if this is just an American idea of what British people supposedly drink, but pretty much anyone who attempts to be "British" back home always whips out the Earl Grey. Since I've moved here I have never...ever...seen anyone order this tea. Most locals I talk to actually make a sour face when I mention it and say how terrible it is.
5. British people are prim, proper, cookie cutouts of a royal family. Everyone is good-natured, smiley and well-mannered.
[Sorry to anyone that offended, if you don't understand why it's offensive...just know that it is.]
This one is mainly directed towards my mom every time she asks me why I haven't found a boyfriend plucked out of a Jane Austen novel yet. While there are many wonderfully charming, suave, proper people out there...somewhere...out there...(I kid, you are all lovely), the Brits have some of the driest, crudest humor there is. And I love it. It's hilarious. Not to mention I'm now equipped with an arsenal of exotic sounding swear words.
6. Great Britain/The United Kingdom/England are basically all the same thing, right?
That is a slippery slope, my friend. You wouldn't call a someone from the USA a Canadian, so don't call people from Wales "English". And don't you dare say that Ireland is in the UK. This video is by far the quickest and most comprehensive break down of the wild tangled web that is this corner of the globe.
7. Everyone lives in London.
London population = 8 million...13 including the metro on the outer edges.
UK population = 64 million.
So, family and friends, I know you mean well - but please stop asking me how London is. I live an hour and half away.
What misconceptions or funny stereotypes do you dismiss about where you live? Do any UK peeps have any you think I missed?
1. The food is terrible.
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2. The weather is also terrible.
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3. Everyone sounds like the Queen.
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4. Everyone drinks Earl Grey Tea.
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5. British people are prim, proper, cookie cutouts of a royal family. Everyone is good-natured, smiley and well-mannered.
[Sorry to anyone that offended, if you don't understand why it's offensive...just know that it is.]
This one is mainly directed towards my mom every time she asks me why I haven't found a boyfriend plucked out of a Jane Austen novel yet. While there are many wonderfully charming, suave, proper people out there...somewhere...out there...(I kid, you are all lovely), the Brits have some of the driest, crudest humor there is. And I love it. It's hilarious. Not to mention I'm now equipped with an arsenal of exotic sounding swear words.
6. Great Britain/The United Kingdom/England are basically all the same thing, right?
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7. Everyone lives in London.
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UK population = 64 million.
So, family and friends, I know you mean well - but please stop asking me how London is. I live an hour and half away.
What misconceptions or funny stereotypes do you dismiss about where you live? Do any UK peeps have any you think I missed?
Rainbow Town.
Monday, February 2, 2015 • Brighton, England, travel
It's hard not to walk around Brighton & Hove with a smile on your face and a camera attached to your hip. As I said previously, my Airbnb flat was situated a 2 minutes walk to the seafront and then from there, a straight shot 25 minute stroll into central Brighton via the oceanfront promenade. With this on my right...
...and these beauts on my left.
Even though I was lucky enough to have a weekend full of sunshine, I bet these things could Brighton up even the dreariest of days (bahahhah...sorry).
^^^ This made me laugh. The glitz and glamour that goes with traveling solo! I could use some lessons in selfies...
I imagine that on warm summery days, these huts are opened and busting with BBQs, boards, and mothers attempting to slab some sunscreen on their children, but I'm glad I was able to see them in their dormant state. My daydreams of sipping a cocktail and reading a book inside of these huts were quickly dashed when I saw their price tag. Wowza. I guess being an iconic landmark as well as having a limited number makes them an elusive addition to anyone's key ring!
You're probably bored of me saying how much I enjoyed walking along the sea and the beach huts, but I really couldn't get enough of it. Sipping coffee in the mornings or slurping an ice cream in near-freezing temperatures couldn't have been spent in a better spot.
When I managed to peel myself away from the seafront, I headed inland in hopes of sneaking around the suburban streets to scope out the houses.
I must've been looking so starry-eyed at my surroundings that I was stopped by a kind stranger who asked if I was lost, to which I dreamily replied "No just wandering". My american accent does very little convincing in moments like that.
One of my favorite things to take pictures of are doors. Yes, doors. I love them. My fascination with the personality of doors first sparked during the summer I lived in Charleston, South Carolina and was spoiled by rows and rows of some of the most charming homes you'll ever see. My future dream home will not be complete until I have a happy, colorful, eye-catching door.
There was something around every corner to suit my color craving.
While the Brighton Pavilion may not be the most fluorescent of the bunch, it sure has a colorful personality. As the sun goes down the bohemian building seems to glow with jewel toned details and warmth.
And in the sunshine it's hard to believe you're in England and not some faraway exotic palace!
To be honest I'm jealous of anyone who calls Brighton & Hove home, and I'll definitely be back. Although I'm a little nervous that I was spoiled with the sunny weather and lack of tourists!
Sussex county seems like an incredible place to explore and Brighton is the perfect home base. During the train journey, about 40 minutes from the final destination, we passed by a village with a towering cathedral and an even bigger castle that looked as if they had been plucked out of a Disney movie and thrown into the coastal countryside. Chugging along about an hour past Brighton but before Eastbourne lands you at the Seven Sisters Cliffs and wildlife park.
Have you been to Brighton or anywhere else in Sussex? Anything I shouldn't miss next time? Were you shocked at the price tag for beach huts too?!
...and these beauts on my left.
Even though I was lucky enough to have a weekend full of sunshine, I bet these things could Brighton up even the dreariest of days (bahahhah...sorry).
^^^ This made me laugh. The glitz and glamour that goes with traveling solo! I could use some lessons in selfies...
I imagine that on warm summery days, these huts are opened and busting with BBQs, boards, and mothers attempting to slab some sunscreen on their children, but I'm glad I was able to see them in their dormant state. My daydreams of sipping a cocktail and reading a book inside of these huts were quickly dashed when I saw their price tag. Wowza. I guess being an iconic landmark as well as having a limited number makes them an elusive addition to anyone's key ring!
You're probably bored of me saying how much I enjoyed walking along the sea and the beach huts, but I really couldn't get enough of it. Sipping coffee in the mornings or slurping an ice cream in near-freezing temperatures couldn't have been spent in a better spot.
When I managed to peel myself away from the seafront, I headed inland in hopes of sneaking around the suburban streets to scope out the houses.
I must've been looking so starry-eyed at my surroundings that I was stopped by a kind stranger who asked if I was lost, to which I dreamily replied "No just wandering". My american accent does very little convincing in moments like that.
One of my favorite things to take pictures of are doors. Yes, doors. I love them. My fascination with the personality of doors first sparked during the summer I lived in Charleston, South Carolina and was spoiled by rows and rows of some of the most charming homes you'll ever see. My future dream home will not be complete until I have a happy, colorful, eye-catching door.
There was something around every corner to suit my color craving.
While the Brighton Pavilion may not be the most fluorescent of the bunch, it sure has a colorful personality. As the sun goes down the bohemian building seems to glow with jewel toned details and warmth.
And in the sunshine it's hard to believe you're in England and not some faraway exotic palace!
To be honest I'm jealous of anyone who calls Brighton & Hove home, and I'll definitely be back. Although I'm a little nervous that I was spoiled with the sunny weather and lack of tourists!
Sussex county seems like an incredible place to explore and Brighton is the perfect home base. During the train journey, about 40 minutes from the final destination, we passed by a village with a towering cathedral and an even bigger castle that looked as if they had been plucked out of a Disney movie and thrown into the coastal countryside. Chugging along about an hour past Brighton but before Eastbourne lands you at the Seven Sisters Cliffs and wildlife park.
Have you been to Brighton or anywhere else in Sussex? Anything I shouldn't miss next time? Were you shocked at the price tag for beach huts too?!
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