Of Europeans and the Empress
Okay. First of all. I am NOT trying to 'out-blog' anyone, I am not even sure what this comment means! To have blog wars, maybe, but 'out-blog'? No. However, if any blog was to out-blog, it would be this one.
Yes, that is my roomate Can and I enjoying our highclass status at a reception and dinner at the Empress. In the Palm Court and Crystal Ballroom. So, after a whirlwind weekend of lists, registration, photocopying, having a few interesting conversations with PhD. Candidates and Professors, and enjoying some lectures on topics such as transatlantic issues, the EU and immigration and human rights in the EU, we were allowed to attend the dinner and reception. I must say, I felt classy after munching on hors d'oeuvures and drinking white wine (all free!).Let me say, after a few glasses of white wine, chatting with the honours co-ordinator at UVic was an interesting experience. I think I might be doing Honours again now. Oh well.
My registration friends, and my techie roomates had a lovely dinner experience complete with a starter salad, butternut squash soup (of which I need to learn how to make! delicious!) a main course of salmon. Heavenly.
Some head honcho of the EU (I know he is from Brussels) came and spoke to us, but by that point the wine had gone to my head. Afterwards, we went for evening caps in the Bengal lounge, which features a huge pelt of a tiger and weird ceiling fan things that are maybe supposed to complement the theme of British colonial India, maybe representing the Indians that fanned them? I don't know, I thought it was interesting.
Well, now that I am back to ordinary, non high-status life, maybe I should go get some groceries. Too bad it's raining! Lame!
Yes, that is my roomate Can and I enjoying our highclass status at a reception and dinner at the Empress. In the Palm Court and Crystal Ballroom. So, after a whirlwind weekend of lists, registration, photocopying, having a few interesting conversations with PhD. Candidates and Professors, and enjoying some lectures on topics such as transatlantic issues, the EU and immigration and human rights in the EU, we were allowed to attend the dinner and reception. I must say, I felt classy after munching on hors d'oeuvures and drinking white wine (all free!).Let me say, after a few glasses of white wine, chatting with the honours co-ordinator at UVic was an interesting experience. I think I might be doing Honours again now. Oh well.
My registration friends, and my techie roomates had a lovely dinner experience complete with a starter salad, butternut squash soup (of which I need to learn how to make! delicious!) a main course of salmon. Heavenly.
Some head honcho of the EU (I know he is from Brussels) came and spoke to us, but by that point the wine had gone to my head. Afterwards, we went for evening caps in the Bengal lounge, which features a huge pelt of a tiger and weird ceiling fan things that are maybe supposed to complement the theme of British colonial India, maybe representing the Indians that fanned them? I don't know, I thought it was interesting.
Well, now that I am back to ordinary, non high-status life, maybe I should go get some groceries. Too bad it's raining! Lame!
posted by Sylvia | 10:59 AM
1 Comments:
i didn't mean that in a mad way. it's all in jest, my friend.
WHO ARE YOU? who gets to go to ritzy parties at the empress? honestly! your life is so... cool!
i'm comin to visit real soon
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