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I have small goals I’ve secretly set for myself. Secretly, meaning, until now, I haven’t written them down or told too many people about them. They’re more set in order to keep me going when life gets monotonous; they’re just little things. Like… putting the exact right amount of creamer in my coffee the first…

you consider going to the library one of the most exciting things that’s happened to you since moving to England. But don’t judge too quickly because this isn’t just any library; it’s the Bodleian Library in the heart of Oxford.  More commonly known for its cameos in the Harry Potter films, this library is an equivalent…

– Uhuru: a small natural foods store on Cowley Road. They have awesome stuff I’ll probably never eat, like white chocolate with pepper corns. – G & D’s: a local-to-Oxford ice cream shop open till midnight (almost unheard of here) that serves flavors like lavender, really good except it was weird tasting a flavor in…

Don’t laugh. This is what I’ve just decided to call a new section of my blog. I’ve written three story-like posts so far and have decided to change it up even though my original goal with this blog was to keep it strictly anecdotal.  So Coffee Corner is where I will ask you a question…

Bill has owned his small shoe and boot repair shop off of Hollow Way for 31 years. “That’s older than you are, you know,” he told me as I stood on the other side of the counter waiting for him to find the boot I had dropped off the week before – the left one…

And I didn’t just stumble a little or wobble – I wiped out, bit it hard core, crashed suddenly in slow motion on the sidewalk (aka “pavement” in English talk) on a busy and main road called Cowley, which is full of experienced cyclists that were passing me up and speeding to work or school…

I’ve always wanted an excuse to blog. While I struggled with the idea of publicly processing my day or overconfidently assuming innocent internet browsers would care enough to actually read a sentence or two, I secretly believed my life was interesting enough to write about. Maybe not novel-worthy, maybe not newspaper-article-worthy and maybe not even…