Now that I have lived in the wonderful city of Liverpool for 6 weeks now I feel like I should share some of the experience I have gained over in this foreign land with you. So here is my guide to surviving in Liverpool for 6 weeks. (sorry if your planning to stay for 7 weeks, I’m not really sure how to survive that long yet.)
1) Learn the “nod and smile” maneuver. Although it may lead to some awkward situations, it is a much better alternative to standing in front of someone looking extremely confused.
2) When people ask you if your ok or “are you alright” they aren’t worried about your mental health, its simply their version of our “how are you”.
3) If you want to start a conversation with anyone in Liverpool your best leading topics are.
The weather (the weather is nice out here today, looks like its going to rain, etc.) That kind of stuff is pure conversational gold!
Football (especially stuff about Liverpool, Torres the traitor, or how you much you dislike Man United)
- Note: having any kind of knowledge about football (or just even referring to soccer as football) gets you automatic acceptance as an American. Also if you say you support Liverpool and more importantly hate Manchester United then you will be loved!
Anything to do with going out to a club or drinking.
Now all you you have to do is find a sentence that combines all three of these things and you can pretty much converse with anyone.
"Shame it’s such a rainy day, I was going to walk down to the pub to grab a pint and catch the Liverpool darby (work in something about hating Torres / Man united) but it’s "baltic steve" out there right now!"
Caution: this may cause people to mistake you for a fellow Liverpudlian and as a result cause your “odd” accent to become ridiculed.
Hot tea each morning is becoming a ritual of mine. It makes me feel like a distinguished English gentleman, which is nothing short of absolute rubbish. But nonetheless, I am enjoying my tea.
This morning was no different. After a hot brew and my bible study, I figured a good student should saunter over to the library every once in awhile. So I did just that. I arrived at the library with every intention of completing a large sum of work. During the study location selection process (or SLSP), I tried to be as objective and unbiased as possible. And for some weird reason, my study spot ended up very near the children’s fiction. A completely random occurrence I’m sure.
Of course, I needed to take a short break before work. Therefore, I browsed the bookshelves intently, looking for something interesting. My eyes flashed to the L’s and began searching the “Lew’s”. The library has many books by Clive Staples Lewis, and I selected a nice, thin one to casually flip through. 4 hours later, my casual flipping was complete, and I had read The Great Divorce in its entirety. The Procrastination King at his finest.
And the King has left the building. Cheers
I love the sounds of recess: kids yelling and screaming jubilantly at the tops of their young lungs. The games of tag creating chaos around the playground. All playing a part in nature’s symphony.
There is a school nearby the university, and we can always hear the kids at recess time. Taylor, Jenelle, and I went to Tesco today around the time for school to be let out. While passing Our Lady Bishop Eton Catholic Primary School, there was madness in the schoolyard. Kids were running around, climbing trees, and no doubt planning to take over the world. After a few seconds of surveying the scene, I holler at one of the little tree climbers, “Hey, what are you doing in that tree?” And quick as a whip he shouts in his young British accent, “I doeeen’t knooow!” Kids are funny.
We (Taylor and Nate) made it across the big pond and have experienced the Liverpool life for a little over a week now! This is a blog about the adventures we have, funny things that happen along the way, and life in general. Posts will probably happen on a weekly basis. Be looking for videos, pictures, and stories :)
-The ‘Pool boys