By Brittaney Mann I was not expecting Stratford-upon-Avon to be as calm and nice as it is; I thought every touristy area in England would feel chaotic. I had taken a small trip to Cambridge the week before coming here, and it was very busy there — not as much as it is in London. …
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The Victoria and Albert Museum has clothes I want in my wardrobe
By Brittaney Mann The Victoria and Albert Museum had so much art, clothes, jewelry, furniture, and so on. I enjoyed every moment of walking around here. I spent most of my time looking at the clothes and admiring (also wishing that I had) the many beautiful, elegant dresses. The art piece that I picked was …
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I loved the trans representation in “How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying”
By Brittaney Mann Not all comedic gestures withstand changing generations and the realizations that some things, especially those involving dominant groups against minority groups, are not actually comedy. For so long privileged people can laugh at one thing and soon realize a specific word or action is placing someone in a box so small that …
I finally saw Poet’s Corner and Chaucer’s tomb
By Brittaney Mann Normally places of burial make me feel sad and uneasy, but Westminster Abbey beautifully honored the lives of various important figures. Rather than feeling solely sad about their deaths, I felt thankful about the lives they lived. My favorite area was Poet’s Corner because there were so many people that I had …
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I became a groundling during a play, a wish of mine came true
For this blog post, I want to start by traveling back in time. A time before my voice had any weight other than within my own circles, a time before I could travel alone, a time before I could vote, a time when I was bound to work in my home. I am taking myself …
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Forget my love of pigeons, I met sweet bumblebees at Hampton Court Palace
By Brittaney Mann For a while I did not think I would want a big house because I did not think I would be able to fill the rooms, but after visiting Hampton Court Palace, I realized I don’t even have to fill the rooms, and a mural on the ceilings and wall is plenty. …
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A trip to the National Gallery
By Brittaney Mann Experiencing visual art is something I wish everyone had the opportunity to do because it provokes introspection through the somewhat passive act of observation. I am a person that enjoys reading poems and such because I achieve a similar path to self-reflection when consuming that media, but sometimes art can take me …
The barista at Borough Market cared about his craft
The pungent smell of fresh cheese punched my nose as I entered Borough Market, but I was later comforted by flavored fudge, piles of pastries, an abundance of bread, and coffee made at a tiny cart. The market was cozy and felt hidden as I had to walk through tunnels and skinny paths to find …
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A trip to Bath, I understand why its mentioned in many stories
As I walked around Bath, I felt as if I had left England and was walking around a coastal city in Italy. Something about the buildings felt as though they neighbored the sea, rather than took the place of what once was a forest, as the buildings feel in London. The buildings were made with …
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I saw a poem in a painting, but haven’t put it together yet
Brittaney Mann My visit to the Tate Modern Museum on Monday was an experience that I wish I could describe, but honestly just like sitting in as I remember it. I really enjoy modern art — even the white canvas that had two drops of paint on it (that was probably my least favorite piece …
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