United Kingdom
Somerset

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  • Day4

    Kaffee und Quellwasser aus Glastonbury

    May 12, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    Natürlich mussten wir auf unserem Weg durch England auch in Glastonbury halt machen. Wir hatten nicht viel Zeit, weil die Läden alle um 17 Uhr schlossen, aber wir erkundigten die High Street und die dortigen Läden.
    Außerdem holten wir etwas Quellwasser und fuhren um das Glastonbury Tor herum.

  • Day14

    Last day

    July 5, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    For the last time I toke my to school threw the cows-field where I always had to pay attention to not stand into cowpat. At the the preparation for the school fete had already started. This fete takes places two times a year and it’s to raise money for school. In the afternoon parents came to get their different activities and sales booth ready. It was a brilliant finish for our two week at school where I could say good bye to the children and teacher.
    In the evening I cooked Fondue together with Penelope. We made one with wine and another with beer. Both families really enjoyed it. After pudding we had to say goodbye to each other which was actually not easy.
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  • Day3

    First Schoolday & Glastonbury

    June 24, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    It’s was my first day at school. After a nice cup if tea and a toast I left the house at 8.45 am because school starts at 9. Every student wore the blue school uniform. There were about 20 student in one class together with a teacher and an assistant. School ended at 3.20 pm that why Verity and me had a lot of time to play the piano and ukulele.
    After dinner we drove to Glastonbury where we walked up a hill. At the top we had an overview about the hole Glastonbury festival. It’s a very big festival with over 175,000 visitors, nearly 100 stages and maaaany acts. After this first day at school and trip I was really tired so I went to bed early.
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  • Day11

    Lido

    July 2, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    This Thursday consisted of playing on the playground. I was with the little ones the hole day. It’s like kindergarten and they have got about 30 minutes of school every day where they do phonics, writing or guided reading. In the afternoon a PMS-teacher visited me and I changed some words with her. She was very interested.
    With a bulging car Natasha drove us children to the nearest lido where we enjoyed the evening to the full. After swimming we had a rich picnic.
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  • Day2

    Journey to Castle Cary

    June 23, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    After breakfast I have packed my suitcase and went to Paddington where I had to get into the right train. It was quite not easy to find the right seat in the long train. The train ride of about 1,5 hours passed quickly. My host-mother Natasha picked me up at the station. Then i got to now the hole family: Karl, Natasha, Beatrice, Darcey, Verity and the three dogs Fizzy, Flow and Poppy. They showed me the big house and the garden which Karls has built on his own.
    Later Penelope’s host-family (Carl, Jules and Eddie) came and we were having lunch together. After some Swiss chocolate we played all together different games.
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  • Day6

    Girls-Evening

    June 27, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ 🌙 19 °C

    This morning I have visit the 3rd and 4th year students. They are about 8 years old and they learn quite difficult things. Comparing with me or with Swiss students I think we don’t learn things like that at this age. I think that‘s because their hole education starts earlier.
    In the evening have take care of the girls. We watched „the greatest showman“ and played the piano. We had to bring the 5 chicken to bed which was quite funny because none of the three girls had done that before (the chickens were very new).Read more

  • Day7

    Barbecue with friends

    June 28, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    It was already then last day of school for this week. I passed the hole day together with the Sea Otter class. Every class has her own name such as Dolphin, Starfish or Turtle. After a easy school day (nearly every teacher went to Glastenbury festival) we had assembly. In every class they „chose a Star of the week“ and there were three other things where they compare the classes. For me it‘s to much like a competition but for the children it’s normal.
    In the evening I was invited to a barbecue together with family Rostrup. I really enjoyed the barbecue and the nice people!
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  • Day10

    First Lesson

    July 1, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    New day - new week! This morning I held my first two lessons together with Penelope. We presented Switzerland to the years 5/6. I was very proud of me after this lessons because I was able to speak free and fluently. After the presentation the pupils had to create a paper by writting down the things they have learned and glue in pictures. In the afternoon all children came together for assembly. For me personally it was to fall asleep but the children didn’t think it was that bad.
    In the early evening I drank a C2O-Limonade in a Pub after hiking over the little hill near Castle Cary.
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  • Day12

    Ansford Academy & Wells

    July 3, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 13 °C

    After a 25min walk together with Darcey I arrived at Ansford Academy. Thats a secondary school with students from 11-16 years. I felt like I could have been in one of these classes because most of the students wer taller than I and they look older with their uniforms. My host-father is vice principal at this school thats why I got the opportunity to visit this school for one day. It was a very interesting day with many impressions. The school has a reading-dog which means that pupils can read out loud in front of the dog to practice and a garden where they grow many things.
    I passed the afternoon by going to Walles where I visited the St. David‘s Cathedral. I was overwhelm when I saw it for the first time because it is very big and looks very similar to the Dome in Milano. In the church we listened to a choir. Als the singers life near the cathedral in the oldest street of the world.
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  • Day2

    No Wayford Am I Driving This Car

    May 29, 2019 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    Newly invigorated by my brand new camera charger with a USB cable which allows me to CHARGE it in the CAR, we headed down toward Wayford to visit St. Michael's Church where Will's parents were married. The first record of the church was in the 13th century, so it is at least 750 years old. It's been around so long that the center aisle is worn down in the middle from centuries of churchgoers walking on it. I tired to take a picture of it while Will was outside, but he walked back in to find me on the floor, and all I have to show for it was a dark, awkwardly angled shot of the stones. I probably won't include that in my exhibit.

    I've heard quite a bit about this church, so I expected it to be old and beautiful. What I did not expect was how small it was. There were only two rows of about 12 pews. A total of about 24 in the whole place. It makes sense that such a small village wouldn't need a huge church, but it surprised me all the same. At one end of the church is a beautiful stained glass window, and at the opposite end is an octagonal font from the 14th (?) century. I wish that I knew more about the church, but for something that's been around for so long, it's surprisingly difficult to find information on.

    Inside the church is a listing of the different gravesites on church ground. The very last name on the list is a Vickery whom William had never heard of. We decided to try to find him. So we walked out of the church, past the old telephone booth that has been converted to a miniature library, and to the end of the road outside of the church. Or it may have been an alley. It's actually very hard to tell the difference. Or they just don't have alleys here. In any case, we did not locate the mysterious Vickery. What we DID locate was a pair of furry pigs. I did not even know those existed but I can honestly say that my life has changed for the better. The first pig we encountered was munching on some grass up the hill from the road. At first he ignored us, but Will started oinking at him, because he is William, and the pig started to venture a little bit closer. We actually thought for a moment that he was oinking back, but then we realized that there was a second pig off to the side who was off in piggy dreamland. He was grunting and snorting just like dogs do when they dream. If my suitcase were not already dangerously close to the weight limit, Charlie may have found himself with a new sibling upon my return. Sadly, it was not to be.

    Let's circle back to the road/alley debacle for a moment. Before leaving on our trip, we discussed my helping with the driving. I was very hesitant because of the exciting combination of standard transmission and driving on the wrong side of the road. I explained this to Will, and said that I could probably drive around town but felt very uncomfortable driving on the highway. He had two bits of feedback there. First, it's called a motorway (imagine me sarcastically waving my hands here). Second, if I were to drive anywhere, I should drive on the motorways and leave the shorter trips to him. That seemed very counterintuitive to me. Everyone knows that you learn to drive in a parking lot, not on a freeway. Excuse me, MOTORway. I did not consider that many of the towns we would be driving through were laid out before America, let alone the advent of motor vehicles. There is no traditional grid pattern. You know that scene in Indiana Jones where he's stuck in a pit of snakes? Really picture those snakes. Imagine you're looking down on them from above. That's the road map for the west country.

    It's generally enjoyable to be a passenger on those trips. You start out in a little town, a quiet village, if you will. I would imagine that every day in said villages is like the one before. These little towns are filled with little people. Sorry, I'm done. You start in a small town and as you leave the town you enter what is essentially a winding maze. Tiny roads that are barely wide enough for one car, let alone two. There are hedges right along the roadside that are sometimes eight feet tall, which limits maneuverability. This is to help separate the surrounding farms from the road and from each other. I can see how it makes sense; they're fences that largely maintain themselves that won't be damaged if someone goes careening off the road, which seems very likely. There are just a few complications that arise. Visibility in these hedge mazes is very low. The road twists and turns so much that you can often only see 50 feet in front of you. So it's difficult to see whether your turn is coming up until you've nearly (or fully) passed it. When you combine this lack of visibility with the narrow road, you run into a second problem. These are two-way streets. Seeing the issue yet? You can come around a turn and find yourself nose to nose with another car and no room to go around each other. I haven't experienced this exact phenomenon yet. So far, anytime we've rounded a corner to meet another car, they have been far enough away that one of us has a place to pull off the road to allow the other to pass. There are small alcoves, about the size of half of a hatchback, that allow just enough room for one car to duck in and allow another car to squeeze past. Apparently, in situations where two cars meet and there is no alcove between them, one car must reverse back up the road until they reach one.These roads are called B roads, and they are to be respected. I initially said they should be feared, but apparently they can smell that. So, no, I do not want to drive on the B roads.

    I also do not want to drive on the A roads, to be honest. I think I've seen three traffic lights since leaving Texas. They just don't really have them here. You know what they do have? Roundabouts. I can do a roundabout passably on a good day, with an automatic transmission, on the right (in every sense) side of the road, in a city for which I have a preexisting mental map. The roundabouts here check literally none of those boxes. I still look the wrong way when reaching an intersection. I've attempted to get in on the wrong side of the car three times now. Today, we passed a car with a dog in the passenger seat and I truly thought for moment that the dog was driving., I absolutely should not be trusted behind the wheel. I'm a public menace. Someone, please explain this to my chauffeur...er, boyfriend.
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Somerset, SOM, Comtat de Somerset, Gwlad yr Haf, サマセット州, Gwlas an Hav, Somersetensis comitatus, Сомерсет

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