Finally there is a reason to like TCD and Dublin. The Pav(illion) in the summer is like a mini festival experience every warm summer evening (so maybe twice a week or so in the height of June). You get to sit around on the lawn drinking beer out of cans surrounded by hundreds of other young types doing the same. Frequently there is a match on the pitch making it every cricket lovers dream - for everyone else in the world it is still pretty good.
A good student bar is definitely something that Bristol is lacking.
Friday, 25 May 2007
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
This Life in Halls
When I originally moved into halls in Bristol, I expected my flatmates to be like my friends back home - I couldn't have been more wrong.
We had a homosexual rude-boy type from Essex, a black basketball-playing girl from Tottenham, a hippy type from Stratford, a rowing public school girl type from Windsor and me, the embittered northerner.
Growing up in Great Grimsby, I hadn't dreamed of this kind of mix.
It's coming towards the end of my time in halls and once again the halls experience has thrown many spin balls in terms of expectations.
This year the mix was as eclectic as ever with Bohemian types from Chicago, hyper-active Belgians, Ugandan actors, tee-total techno-loving Donnegalmen and so on.
Sometimes it just feels like the stuff of late 90s TV dramas.
We had a homosexual rude-boy type from Essex, a black basketball-playing girl from Tottenham, a hippy type from Stratford, a rowing public school girl type from Windsor and me, the embittered northerner.
Growing up in Great Grimsby, I hadn't dreamed of this kind of mix.
It's coming towards the end of my time in halls and once again the halls experience has thrown many spin balls in terms of expectations.
This year the mix was as eclectic as ever with Bohemian types from Chicago, hyper-active Belgians, Ugandan actors, tee-total techno-loving Donnegalmen and so on.
Sometimes it just feels like the stuff of late 90s TV dramas.
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