Elizabeth Masi '13

My week in York and Leeds was great. It felt like I was back at Holy Cross again getting to hang out with Katie. Even though we were 3,000 miles away from the Hill, it really felt like a reunion 🙂 We got to explore the center of town a bit which was gorgeous. Cathedrals, cobblestone streets, the whole shtick. I got to know her flatmates too and they were lots of fun.

Then I jetted off to Leeds, a 25 minute train ride away, to see Gabby, my oldest friend. She and I met when we were 11 at my English nanny’s wedding in Yorkshire and we became penpals. For awhile we saw each other every summer and now we see each other ever two to three years. Being in the same country this year has been such a treat. She was able to come down and see me my second week at Oxford and we can text with British mobiles… sounds trivial but it’s rare for us and it’s pretty special. She told me she’d have a lecture till 4 (I arrived at 3) so I was supposed to wait in a coffee shop but she ended up surprising me at the train station which was so sweet. Leeds is much more cosmopolitan than Oxford and York but really vibrant with good food and shopping. We did a lot of vegging out and ordering in but we got to shop, go out to a really cool bar / club that played 60s music, and had a girls night with her flatmates with wine and chocolate. So nice 🙂

On my 5 hour 45 minute bus ride back from Leeds to Oxford I had two experiences that made me kind of sappy … I met a girl while waiting in line for the bus that I ended up sitting next to. And she was truly the sweetest thing. We talked for awhile and actually go to know each other. She was telling me all about her long-distance boyfriend and we just connected over a bunch of stuff. I was reminded of how nice it is to meet a stranger and connect in the most random circumstances. She even checked on me as she left with her boyfriend at the Oxford bus stop to make sure I’d be all set to get back to Dale. After she left, I figured out that the buses into town stopped working. Another girl standing there struck a conversation with me and she was incredibly friendly- she told me she didn’t want me to be there alone and offered me a ride into town. Her boyfriend showed up and even put my luggage in their car and was all set to take me, two big smiles on their faces, when the cab I had called before I talked to her showed up (and told me I’d have to pay anyway, even if I didn’t come… that cab driver = not so nice). So I ended up taking the taxi but I was really blown away by the kindness of these two girls. And I can’t help but associate it with England and its friendliness. It was such a nice way to say goodbye before I came home.

Speaking of which, I AM FINALLY HOME! After an 8 1/2 hour flight (of which I slept 6… score) I arrived to Darien, Connecticut. It feels amazing to be back with my three pooches and my parents; to be in my own bed again; to buy and put up the Christmas tree this morning; to sip a pumpkin latte from Dunkin Donuts; to watch TV in the family room again. So, so content.

Love xx

Well, that wraps up my first term at Oxford. I cannot believe how quickly it went. It’s honestly terrifying… I’m having one of those “Oh my god only two more terms left?!?” moments. But then again, I do have two left so I’m pretty lucky. There’s so much to look forward to- including rowing! I’ve finally been able to get back into it after my surgery recovery. And more football of course. Who knew that football would become a genuine love in my life? I’m OBSESSED!

Just to catch you up on what’s been going on in the past week or two: We had Thanksgiving Dinner in the Mansfield Chapel and that was amazing. I was nervous that Thanksgiving would roll around and I’d be utterly homesick but I wasn’t. Granted, I did have pangs for my family (and my aunt’s risotto!) but I got to have the most unique Thanksgiving experience that I’ll cherish forever. Plus, the food was phenomenal. If only we got more stuffing. Damn.

Eighth week was crazy. There was a lot of  work and a lot of social stuff too (especially because it was ‘Oxmas’ week, a.k.a. lots of Christmas events!) It was stressful trying to balance my final Nabokov book and paper with our final football crewdate, black tie event, and Christmas dinner but it was an incredible week. And for those of you who don’t know what a nutjob I am– I am the definition of a Christmas ham. We had a Christmas “bop” (themed parties in the Mansfield JCR that happen twice a term) at the end of 7th week and I went all out. Tinsel was wrapped around my torso. I wore Christmas tree sunglasses. I was in a Santa dress. I’ll stop there.

This term was incredible: I fell in love with a new sport, met some of the most incredible people I’ve ever met, got to take two tutorials on some of my biggest academic passions, and was able to live in a gorgeous, thriving city. I’ve spent the last three days in Northern England (a lot darker, a lot colder) in York visiting Katie Camp from HC and it’s been fantastic. Reunions are the absolute best. Later today, I’m jetting off to Leeds, only a 25 min train ride from York, to visit my childhood friend, Gabby. And then, Saturday I’m flying home. Family, friends, CHRISTMAS! It doesn’t get much better.

Life is so, so good right now.

Sorry for the delay in the blogging! Fifth week of term went by in a tiring blur and sixth week was spent recuperating. Oxford kids call it the Fifth Week Blues. The weather became a little damper and colder and the motivation level for work plummeted. But I’m back in action. This past Friday was our second Champagne & Chocolates black tie event in our classy chapel. It was another winner. Unlimited champagne and chocolates for only 5 pounds. The opportunity to dress up nicely, sip champagne, indulge in chocolate, and chat with a lot of great people– it doesn’t get better. My high school friend, Emily, who’s studying at Pembroke also joined me. I’m pretty thrilled that we have two of these a term… four more C&C’s, let’s go!

Yesterday, Kelly, Sophia, and I decided to take a day trip to Bath, England. Oxford is an amazing city but you start to feel the urge as the weeks progress to get out and escape, even for a few hours. Plus, I’m only here for a year and I want to explore as much of England as I can. We took a relatively cheap (12 pounds round trip!) bus to Bath, two hours away. We almost missed the bus (and by almost missed, I mean we frantically flagged down the bus driver to pull over and take us and then we proceeded to get lectured about timeliness– yikes!) and we had to sit in palpable heat next to the loos in the back, but all in all, it was a feasible trip and arriving in Bath made it all worth it. Bath is home to the ancient, famous Roman Baths which are absolutely stunning. It was surreal to be standing in something 10,000 years old. Let’s just say the Romans were pretttttty smaht.

After we took our tour of the gorgeous baths, we did some site-seeing and shopping. I ended up getting a pair of slippers (random, but hey- much needed)! We loved walking around for hours and even though it was overcast, it was still beautiful. We also enjoyed some delicious, cheap food at a cafe overlooking a river.

I took my day trip as an excuse to whip out my dad’s mammoth Canon professional camera that takes epic photos.

Kelly and me in front of a beautiful chapel right next to the Roman Baths- check out the Christmas tree : )

The Roman Baths!

One of the markets- decorated for Christmas, of course!

Sophia and me with some beautious scenery.

The river our cafe overlooked.

Christmas spirit in the streets of Bath! I can’t wait for Oxford to do their lighting festival next week. I’m going to freak out like the little Christmas ham I am!

It’s still pretty insane that I can just jet to Bath for a day… can’t wait for the many more excursions that await!

P.S. Check out those slippers.

So I caved and bought a bike last week. I couldn’t do it anymore. Don’t get me wrong… walking around this city is nothing to complain about. It’s stunning and vibrant. But the 15-20 minute walk from my building to campus every day was getting a little tedious. It ruled out the possibility of taking a nap mid-day or dashing back to get something. Soon, I grew to envy everyone on a bike. I even walked past unlocked bikes and thought how easy it would be to nick it (dark thoughts, I know!). Finally after football practice one day when all the girls cycled off and far, far away–while I was left drudging along– I gave in. Done.

Two days later I went to Cycle King (a bike shop in Oxford) and purchased a bike. I had attempted to buy used/ cheaper bikes and failed miserably. So I decided to go for a lovely new bike (my friend has literally called it “The Sistine Chapel of all bikes”) that the shop will buy back at 40% at the end of the year. Or I can try to sell it myself. Orrrrr I can sneak it onto my flight back home since I’m literally in love with it.

I now bike everywhere. Walking? Walking is for the weak. I can get to campus now in record time–about one song on my iPod. YEAH. So quick. I can hop on and run errands and go back to Dale (my building) in a flash. It’s fantastic. The only thing of recent– the brakes have begun making a horrifying screeching noise. I originally thought a lot of bikes do but I’ve been getting an number of odd looks and glares when I ride by breaking. Oh well!

In other news– over the weekend, a bunch of Mansfield kids took buses into London where we went to a world famous club, The Ministry of Sound. It was ah-mazing. The music was phenomenal and it’s always nice to be with other Mansfield kids; it feels like a little community (cheesy). Definitely one for the story books.

Hope the snow is laying off in the states… we’re finally experiencing some typical English weather–damp, dark, rainy!

Till next time xxxx

A little too crazed right now to make a proper post… just wanted to say:

I just saw Emma Watson for a third time.

I have a feeling this is the beginning to a best-friendship.

Let’s discuss the few awesome things that have occured recently.

    1. I saw Emma Watson in Tesco. We shared an incredible escalator journey. As I was heading down, she was heading up talking to a boy–and we made eye contact. I gave her an awkward, i’m-secretly-dying-inside smile. But that’s ok. Also, yes–she.is.gorgeous.
    2. Five days later, I saw her walking right in front of me on Broad St, one of Oxford’s main streets. That’s right. I was walking right behind Hermoine. If I’ve seen her twice in one week, I can’t even imagine how many times I’ll have seen her by the end of next June. Best friends for life.
    3. Last week I went to my first Champagne & Chocolates–a black tie event with unlimited champers and chocs for 5 pounds. Such a classy event in Mansfield’s gorgeous chapel. Win-win. Below is a pic of Kelly, Sophia, Ashley, me, and Gabby. I’ve known Gabby since I was 11- I met her when I was a junior bridesmaid for my English nanny’s wedding. What started out as penpals turned into American-British sisters. 🙂 She currently studies at the University of Leeds in Northern England and she came down the weekend of my third week in Oxford for a long-awaited visit!
    4. I got to re-read Lolita, my absolute favorite book of all time for my Vladimir Nabokov tutorial this past week. My secondary readings and the discussion I had with my tutor opened my eyes to new interpretations. Nerdy, but I loved it.
    5. I had my first football ‘crewdate’. Essentially, crew dates are socials where a girls’ sports team is paired up with a boys’, we go to a family-style restaurant, drink wine, and then go dancing after. I got to meet and get to know so many people and the Lincoln Rugby boys provided some entertaining moments. All-in-all: amazing. I want a million more. Pictured below: Mansfield second-years Sophie & Lotty, Sophia, Kelly, and me at Jamal’s for the crewdate!
    6. A few Holy Cross girls studying elsewhere in Europe visited Oxford this weekend and it was so nice to have a piece of home in England.
    7. Coldplay’s new album Mylo Xyloto came out.
    8. While it snowed back home in New England, it remained sunny and crisp– the perfect autumn weather– over in merry ol’ England.

Doesn’t get much better than that.

And on a serious note, Oxford has a pretty serious issue with homelessness–and particularly, homeless people with dogs. It’s heart-breaking to walk past these people every day and hear them begging for spare pence, as well as see emaciated and filthy dogs sleeping in soot-covered sleeping bags next to them. The other night, I was struck by one gentleman in front of the grocery store and when I collected groceries inside, I also picked up a granola-nut bar and dog bones. When I walked outside, I handed him the items for him and his dog. I won’t ever forget his gratefulness and his shaggy, dirty dog’s little eyes. I hope him and his dog slept with fuller stomachs that night.

That’s all for now. Bless xxx

Sorry I’m a little delayed in this post! This past week I had both my secondary and primary tutorials so it was twice the work. But it was awesome- I wrote the first 10 1/2 pages of my ‘novel’ (that is incredibly surreal to say) and I got some great feedback from my tutor. I’m also getting more into the groove of the type of work here- I found myself writing 2,000 words in a total of four hours (non-consecutive. but still.) I think I might be sorta gettin’ the hang of this.

In other news, football (soccer) has really picked up and I (despite my lack of athletic skill with field sports and my horrendous fitness level) decided to stay on the team. And I’m so glad I did. At first I was so reluctant to join since past memories of soccer include kicking the air instead of the ball and scoring into my own goal. Ouch. And let’s just say I wasn’t much better my first footy practice. I was pretty horrendous. But I luckily came with a few friends that made me feel like I wasn’t in it alone. And the girls on the team are absolutely fantastic. Not to mention our coach, Jeff, another Oxford student, is the most encouraging guy ever.

We had our first match this past Friday and I was so nervous. During the warm-up before the game, I ran around in circles managing to never steal the ball or making a decent defensive move. So I basically walked into the match wide-eyed and terrified. But over the course of the match, I really found my groove– and I remembered the awesome feeling of competition. Now, that doesn’t mean I played well- it was struggle city. But I’m really proud that I tried and, as cheesy as it sounds, I didn’t give up. Best part? We won! I haven’t felt the sense of team comradery in a long time.

Now I’m really determined to improve and stick with the team and all the lovely girls that are on it.  Rowing is still on the horizon but I’m loving football in the meanwhile– so much so, I might continue it and do rowing. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

I’ve officially hit the two week mark! It’s unbelievable. I feel like I’ve already been here for a month. It’s been a little crazy this past week; I handed in my first tutorial essay and had my first tutorial session this week and the process leading up to it was a little overwhelming. I’m learning very quickly that Oxford has a very different style of teaching; I absolutely knew what to expect going into this and the one-on-one experience is why I applied to this incredible place. I also knew there would be a lot of independant work and that I’d have to be responsible for my own time here. Check and check. I guess what I didn’t expect was that we have to teach all of the material to ourselves before we meet with our tutor. We have to read primary and secondary texts, teach ourselves the topic, and write critical 1,000-2,000 word papers. And then go over everything with our tutors in a one-hour session.

Basically, my first tutorial was yesterday, Friday morning. But in order to be prepared for that tutorial, I had to read a Nabokov novel and lengthy excerpts from 6 secondary sources, plus write a 1,500 word essay on it. So I’m not going to lie, it was a little overwhelming to spend my first real week here after Fresher’s Week in the library– a library in which I couldn’t check out my secondary sources, no less! I felt a little cooped up. And I was also at a loss as to half of what my secnodary texts were arguing– cosmic synchronization? inverted plot structures? HELP.

But here’s the great news. I have a feeling that I’m gonna get into a groove. The first week I was adjusting to this learning envrionment and now I feel like I have a grip on it. My first tutorial session was great– it was filled with excellent discussion, re-affirmed why I’m so in love with Vladimir Nabokov’s writing (he’s so morbid and brilliant and warped and complex anddd I’ll stop now), and I also feel as though my self-esteem about my writing boosted. Not to mention, I figured out just which sections of the library I like and can visit so I don’t feel so cooped up. I contact my friends when I want to take a tea break at the incredible garden cafe in front of the Radcliffe Camera (I’m talking a pot of chai tea, sugar cubes, and a hot scone & cream. A slice of heaven- check out the pic to the right). I go to lunch and dinner at Mansfield Hall to see friendly, familiar faces. And I participate in the clubs and activities that keep me balanced.

For example, this week I went to my first community service session at a local primary school. I’ll be spending the year working with two children–Amelia and Isaac–and teaching them creative writing skills. The end of the year culminates in their work being published in a children’s magazine for the school. So up my alley. Not to mention, these sweet, well-behaved, british-accented kids absolutely melted my heart. It was taking a 2 hour break in the afternoon from working on my first paper that made me feel more at home here and more fulfilled. I’m looking forard to a few more activities including, working on the student newspaper, the literary magazine, volunteering at events for kids with disabilities, hopefully getting involved at the animal rights center, and–come mid-November–rowing. (Oh and I might just force myself to try one football practice. It might be worth shot! And I’m sure I can give all the players a good laugh when I kick the air instead of the ball).

Alright, well, I’m off to read my next Nabokov novel, Bend Sinister (it looks goooood!), and to writing the first 10 pages of my novel (AH!) due Tuesday. Before I go- I promised a picture of me in my silly commoner’s gowns for formal dinners at Mansfield hall!

So right now I’m sitting in the Radcliffe Camera (check it out), also known as the ‘Rad Cam’, doing homework. That’s right. I’m sitting in this monumentally famous and stunning piece of history and architecture, reading and annotating a book for my Vladimir Nabokov tutorial. This is definitely going to take some getting used to.

So Fresher’s Week at Mansfield is wrapping up. The big she-bang was on Thursday with the institution-wide Fresher’s Fair in the Examination School building. It was definitely overwhelming- I’m talking at least 4 massive rooms with hundreds and hundreds of organizations and probably a thousand people mingling and signing up. I don’t do very well with crowds but I loved the experience. Not only do we get cool freebies at the fair (planners, pens, coupons) but it was incredible to see something of this magnitude. Holy Cross is amazing in its own right, but the amount and variety of the clubs, socities, organizations, and activities offered at Oxford is unfathomable.

This is what I ended up signing up for (a lot of stuff, but I figured it’s better to get too many emails than too few!) : a tutoring program for primary school students in Oxford, a literarcy program that promotes creative writing and literacy for small children and culminates with a published children’s magazine, a community service group that works with people of mental disabilities of all ages, a charity organization that hosts balls and other funs activities (like bungee jumping!) to suppot charity, two printed student newspapers, a literary review, an online newspaper, literary magazine, creative writing society, drama club, and – believe it or not – many more. I can’t even keep track!

I also impulsively put my name down for Mansfield women’s football (soccer). Now, what I really want to do is row but I’m on surgeon’s orders to lay off the intensive ab work/ physical exercise until mid-November. Considering everyone I know here is trying out for rowing as we speak, I’m a little depressed about the whole thing. So I made a last-minute decision persuaded by a few 2nd years to try out for women’s soccer. Let’s keep in mind here people – soccer is probably my least favorite sport (sorry soccer fans). I played for a season when I was 8 and the only time I ever scored a goal was in my own… yeah. Not so hot. I hate running, I always kick the air in my attempt to the kick the ball, and it doesn’t entertain me. Great combo? Not so much. But in order to fit in, essenitally, I signed up. But I think I made the right decision when I woke up this morning.

As I put on my sneakers (or ‘trainers’, as they say here), it didn’t feel right to go try out for women’s club soccer. I’m so intent on meeting people and making friends and challenging myself, I think I got a little too wrapped up and forgot what that really means. My mom reminded me (as I made a spastic 5 AM her-time phone call earlier this morning in need of some motherly advice) you don’t have to do something you simply don’t want to do just to meet people. That’s not the right way to do it. So although I’m absolutely dying to row and I hear doing a sport is one of the best ways to meet people, I’m keeping my head up high. I opted out of soccer for the right reasons and I have to keep faith that the other activities I signed up for will help me meet people. I’ll be rowing eventually and I can challenge myself in much more meaningful ways.

For instance? I met with my creative writing fiction secondary tutor yesterday and he told me I’ll be starting my very own novel this term. And I have to propse a few book synposes in a week to get started. HOLY. CRAP. I have a lot in store for me this term!

Since I’m still running around Oxford like a madwoman trying to run errands, make all orientation activities, sign up for all possible activities (the fresher’s fair today was massive with hundreds and hundreds of potential activities/ societies/ clubs to join), meet new people, etc, I don’t have the time to make a proper post. (That was very British-sounding of me. I am becoming influenced already! I’ve been saying ‘pardon’ everywhere!) BUT, I’m including several good shots I’ve taken so far so you all get an idea of how incredible this place is!


A necessary cheesy shot in front of a British telephone booth was necessary. With the lovely Sophia and Kelly (left to right), of course as well!

The architecture here is unreal.


Ben’s Cookies: a shop on High St. with the most incredible, savory, delicious, mouth-watering, amazing, wondrous, magical, PERFECT cookie I have ever had in my entire life. This is no exaggeration. The first words out of my mouth after I had one bite? “This is not real life.”

Shepard & Woodwards: the store where I got my “commoner’s gowns” – I’m going to refrain from explaining this traditional Oxford formal uniform because it is too awesome to not reveal in a surprise picture the first time I wear them. This shop has also has some great Mansfield and Oxford gear I’ll have to invest in!

I really feel as though my room is coming into place. Today I printed 39 photos at Tesco (an amazing, well-priced grocery store/CVS-like mecca) to cover my previously stark cork board and I feel so much more at home.

Disregarding the curtains that resemble the lovely color of vomit, I’m really excited about the decor of my bed and walls. I went to a poster sale today (any 3 posters for 10 pounds; not shabby!) and have adorned my walls. It’s amazing how filling up some white wall space makes your room a hundred times cozier!

Lastly: YAY, the gorgeous campus of Mansfield College, Oxford! Holy Cross is beautiful but wow… doesn’t get much better than this.

That about wraps it up for now. Cheers!