The past week has been a blur. I've been quickly readjusting to England life and times. Sadly with the latitude at which we live, combined with daylight savings time, it begins to get dark at about 5pm and by the end of term that will be closer to 4pm... its kinda crazy. The first day I was back, I finally made it to the house at 8am, and fell asleep, I woke up at 3:30pm, and saw the sunset. It was a gloomy feeling that I had only been in about 2 hours of sunlight that first day. But, I'm adjusting.

Its finally fall here, and by that I mean that quickly the trees have turned and begun to lose their leaves. I think that due to the near constant moisture in England, trees retain their leaves until the last possible moment, then they quickly turn and drop. The parks that I ride my bike through are beautiful during this time, and that is what the picture for this post is all about. This picture was taken as I was riding my bike home.

We threw a Fancy Dress and Talent Show/Open Mic night at the house for the entire program. There were about 50 people who showed up and around 15 acts that performed. It was a great time, there were original acts of poetry, short stories, comedy acts, dance routines, and many songs both original and covers. It was a great night. Adam Graham and I were the Emcees (MCs) for the night, and since it was so close to Halloween I decided to dress up a Dwight K. Schrute, a character from the widely popular American tv show, The Office.

For those of you who didn't know, I'm a member of my college's Student Senate, called the Junior Common Room (JCR). During the election we were all allowed the chance to give a two minute speech, and I chose to copy a speech given by Dwight Schrute in an Office episode, people loved it, and although I shouldn't have been elected as a result of it, apparently they elect people to control here in England on about the same amount of credibility as we do in the states. Oh well. But I thought it would be fitting for me to dress up as the character that got me elected.



Along with that, the JCR served crepes (Russian Pancakes) to the assembly. We provided about 100 crepes (2 a person) along with a wide array of toppings, such as peaches and brown sugar, nutella, cranberry and chocolate, pineapple and lemon butter, ect... it was glorious. But as a result they needed someone to make the crepes (Russian Pancakes) and thanks to Grandma Lil, there was a Voth who knew how. So for two hours before the program I cooked 100 crepes, 75 normal, but also 25 chocolate crepes. It was a lot of work, but worth it. Thanks Grandma, we made a lot of people happy and full.

I'm writing two papers this weekend. The first is on the first true modern historian, Edward Gibbon, who wrote in the 18th century about the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. He is the primary reason why historians tend to focus more on distant events than recent events, as well as adding a narrative feel to history. Which is kinda interesting... and he's a fun historian. He's entertaining.

But for the first time, the paper that I'm really enjoying is my philosophy paper. Its about the incarnation of God in the Christ Jesus. I've had a lot of fun reading the philosophy of the incarnation, and for once reading the philosophy has actually brought me closer to Christ. Its also turned my attention towards Christmas, which here in England starts after Halloween because there is no Thanksgiving to buffer it. So I started listening to Christmas music today along with most of the house. I feel this is appropriate due to the fact that I will miss out on much of the Christmas spirit that I've become so accustom to in the colonies. Therefore, since I can't have the quality Christmas I'm used to, I will at least start early and get quantity.

Tomorrow is 407th anniversary of Guy Fawkes treason...
This is the history as recalled by Johnathan Kirkpatrick, Oxford tutor extraordinar:

We are celebrating one of the great non-events of English history, the failure of Guy Fawkes to blow up king and parliament in 1605. He was apprehended on the night of 4th November as he watched over nearly a ton of gunpowder stashed in subterranean Westminster, and now we English regularly and ritually rejoice to burn the man in effigy, year in, year out. Most passionate in this respect is the staid town of Lewes in southern England; here torch-lit processions escort the effigies of not only Guy Fawkes but also Pope Paul V to a fiery doom, along with optional extra effigies of anybody the good townspeople of Lewes feel is particularly deserving that year.

Remember Remember the 5th of November
The Gun Powder Treason and Plot.
I know of no reason,
Why the Gunpowder treason,
Should ever be forgot.

Pretty interesting huh? As a result, for the past five days fireworks have been going off every night all over England and Oxford... even as late as 3am. Tomorrow should be an interesting day.

The video for today is a street musician I saw walking down Cornmarket Street. He had an amazing device which he peddled that played the guitar, while he fiddled. The contraption was so elaborate, playing different strum patterns, and chords that it attracted the attention of almost every passer-by. I am standing among a crowd of about 30 people circled around, paying more attention to the device than the music, nonetheless, paying the musician for his ingenious machine. Enjoy... try to figure out what's going on.