It's been a crazy few days, but I have been officially (finally) connected to the university wifi by an IT guy with an exceptional distain for MacBooks. Or maybe he just always mumbles.
Saturday morning, all of the exchange students had a brief orientation and then chose classes. Classes here are totally crazy. I have two classes that are two-hour long lecture/seminars for upper-level divinity classes...that only meet once a week (what??), and then lower-level classes that meet for lecture for two hours and then separately for an hour for discussion. I have no classes on Wednesday or Friday.
The wonderful news is that I got a full schedule and will have my Living Religions requirement knocked out this semester with a Buddhism class.
The bad news is that I have continued with my uncanny ability to choose one God-awful course each semester. I attended "Heavens, Seers, and the End," a class on apocalyptic literature, this morning in the basement of what I think is a chemistry building. It was so, so terrible. Between the basement, the German guest lecturer shouting about eschatology, and the four student class size, I decided I probably needed to find a different way to start my Monday mornings.
I mulled it over in my two hour lecture on "Luther, Calvin and the Shaping of Protestantism" (which was much larger, and in a classroom with windows), and signed up for an intro class on Christian doctrine. If I ever complain about it being easy or dumb, virtually punch me through the internet. Because nothing could be as bad as a semester-long small group discussion on all of the different apocalypses.
What else...
Asda. Asda is the Scottish equivalent of WalMart. Some of us caught a bus there to get food and dishes. They had hummus, herbal tea, good produce and even a gluten-free isle. Whoohoo!
I think that's all the important stuff for now! I'm going back to my apartment before it gets dark (at 4:25)...
"Cheers."
No comments:
Post a Comment