April was such a rejuvenating month for me – I got back to my roots both figuratively and literally, as I got to travel again but I also got to see family! I can also say that I’m LOVING the longer, sunnier days. I even got myself a smoothie blender so I can drink a fruit smoothie on my walk through the park to work (because I’m THAT person now and I have literally no shame). So….how was April, in all its glory?
This was my first week back in the UK after a brief time off traveling. I got straight back into it, though, starting a new job the morning after my return, and then traveling to Bristol this past weekend for the March for Science! I love Bristol and got to see a lot more of it this time around than my last 16 hour stint in October. I’m sure I’ll post more details on all the adventures (read: FOOD) the weekend included, but today, in the after glow of Earth Day and my *first ever* march, I want to talk about the March for Science!
My whole entire childhood I despised Februaries. It was the month when the Michigan snow turned to permanent brown slush. The temperature would plummet lower and lower, as my skin got paler and my hair got more static-y. This was my third February in England, though, and I think I’m coming to terms with my old foe! It was a surprisingly warm/sunny month, and I emerged (briefly) from my shell in the library to actually enjoy this month!
Wow – how weird to be writing “2017” in this post title! Partly because WHAT how is it already 2017, and partly because I’ve now been doing these recap posts for a year! So I figure I have to differentiate from last year’s “January | Recap” post!
Traveling is something that makes me happy, that improves my wellbeing. But what happens when I’m not able to travel? I’m a full-time Masters student. I definitely can’t travel full-time as well. That’s one reason I try hard to find new things to do in daily life – new walks, new Cornish villages, even new recipes or pubs. This month, as I’ve been hard-hit by essay deadlines, an extra neuroscience class on top of my normal class load, inauguration stress, etc., I’ve tried to make my wellbeing a real focus. (That’s what January is for, right???)
Last week, like seemingly everyone else in the world, I saw La La Land. I did the rainy, cobblestone walk downtown with two of my best friends in this city. I snuggled down into the old, springy seats of our city’s old fashioned cinema, my orange soda and popcorn in hand. (The popcorn in this country isn’t quite the same – it’s rounder and harder and sweet and all-around healthier tasting, which is bizarre). For me, going to the movies is a tradition – the smell, the darkening lights, the velvet seats, and crunching popcorn, the rolling credits (I always, always wait ’til the end…hence a few awkward first dates).