KIPLIN HALL TRIP 2013
There is an eerily similar feeling tingling down my spine, a feeling once experienced about nine months ago on the eve of my departure from the US of A. This trip is a bit different, but no less exciting by any means. I've been wanting to go on this trip since I heard about it in the Fall of 2010, a wide-eyed wee bambino fresher in Dr. Gillin's English 101 class. Since then, I've taken his History of English Literature I class and his Romanticism class (my favorite!). I will take his 19th Century Novel class next fall, and he also will be my thesis advisor next year. So, to say it simply, I am a fan. I have heard nothing but great things from this program (words that quickly come to mind are challenging, life-changing, fun, incredible, etc.).
I never planned on going to Kiplin, which is a pretty strange thing to say. I wanted to study abroad in England, so last summer, I was working to earn spending money for the duration of my stay. Only Lord knows how many hours I spent hostessing at dear ol' Harry's Oyster Bar in Atlantic City. I couldn't afford (literally) to lose three weeks out of the summer, plus I figured I would be going to England anyway in the fall. But as the residual post study abroad feelings increased, the itch to travel increased simultaneously.
One day, probably in late February, my friend Claire was talking about getting her "Kiplin Hall info in," or something like that. I'm fairly certain my response was an abrupt, "EEEEEK!" or an incomprehensible yell, coupled with a punch in the arm. I had no idea that she was going. "WHAT?!" THEN Claire said (quite calmly, I might add), "Yeah, there are still spots available if you want to go."
I immediately emailed Dr. Gillin, and took one of the remaining spots available. Yes, I drained my bank account, and yes, I have no regrets (even before the trip). This might be indulgent to go twice in one year, but I figured if I were to go, I would want to go before I graduated so the credits would still count towards my major. Also, a little indulgence every now and then never hurt anyone... right? Mine just happens to be in the form of an academic course via trip to England.
I just finished packing... it looks a bit different from when I had to pack for three months. I'm now a fan of packing light (cue flashback to the nightmare of navigating through the London Underground with suitcases on suitcases on suitcases), so it wasn't too difficult.
|My next three weeks!|
...going to do just that.