An Update on My Life

Here I am lying in my own bed in my own house on a block that overlooks downtown San Diego thinking about how God has blessed me with so many amazing materials, friends, family, and opportunity. It’s definitely crazy to think that I have my own house now that I share with 5 other guys and a car to take me around. I finally feel like an adult and I love it. I feel free because of the responsibilities I have. I love that I get to balance my education, work, and social life. I love that I’m so involved in campus and I’ve made a lot of sacrifices to make sure that these four qualities are balanced. I love the fact I sleep about 7 hours per night because I prioritize my work early on that I get that amount of sleep.  I lead a homeless ministry that takes a group of volunteers to downtown San Diego and make friends with our homeless neighbors. I’ve also taken upon the extra responsibility this semester to help one of my friends with his ministry. His ministry is visiting medically-fragile children at the Rady’s Children Hospital.

I’ve also found a job I absolutely love. I do AV (Audio/Video) stuff and IT work at my school. I get paid to go to events that I work AV at and I find it rewarding helping people doing IT work at school. I get to meet new people whenever they walk in and meet new people at events.

As you are aware, I’ve taken a hiatus from this blog the past four months and have come back to create more content. There’s something about being back in my parent’s house that makes me an absolute slop and refuse to work. A quick summary on my summer of 2017 is that I traveled around California on the weekends, worked with my church, bowled and ate out at trendy food places a lot.

As for what I’m planning on this new season, it’s going to be a lot of balancing and juggling between school, work, and friends. I want to learn more piano this year and to learn more about mixing and mastering music. The first song I taught myself was “City of Stars” from La La Land. I also want to remain physically active so I’ve picked up basketball and tried working on my handles.

I’m pretty excited for this season because of everything that’s been happening to me. This is where I am now and I hope you’ll continue to follow me on my journey through life.


Thoughts about Finishing my Second Year of University

I’m finally finished with my second year of university. After many hours writing papers on my computer and having Kendrick Lamar’s DAMN on repeat, I’m halfway through with finishing my bachelor’s degree. My sophomore year at Point Loma Nazarene University has been crazy. From studying abroad in London in the fall of 2016 to leading volunteers for homeless ministries in San Diego and even travelling to New York City by myself. I’m pretty thankful for the experiences I’ve had within the last 8 months of school. I’ve become much more comfortable being outside my comfort zone. I’ve come to the point where I’ve become less dependent on others and dependent on God on what I want to do with my life. I’m really excited for my junior year of university because I’ll be living off-campus in a house. I personally felt tired of living on campus and being trapped within the “Loma Bubble.” I like to describe the Loma Bubble as the view that everything has to be perfect in order to please others. Stereotypically, students would make sure to look good and trendy on their social media accounts, almost as if their life is perfect. I find it ironic when I’m scrolling down my Facebook feed and I see people who “appear” awesome because they’re laughing, smiling, and having fun in their pictures yet when I meet them in person they come off as completely different. I’m not saying that they’re personalities are a complete 180 of their perceived personas, but that their personalities don’t match the way the portray themselves on social media. Another reason about why I’m excited to live off-campus is because I’ll finally own a car and I’ll be able to drive on my own. I felt trapped at Point Loma and now I feel that I can finally explore the rest of San Diego. I also didn’t give surfing too much of a chance while I was in San Diego, but now that I have a car, one of my goals is to pick it up along with hiking. There are some awesome hiking trails and deserts I want to explore. Those of which include Joshua Tree and hopefully the Grand Canyon. I’ve never hiked until I went to Point Loma where some of my upperclassmen friends invited me to some hikes. I think this is one of the few things I appreciate about the culture at Point Loma, where it sparks a sense of adventure. I think the culture at Point Loma is similar to other colleges where if you want to be considered a “Point Loman,” it (an admissions brochure had it) gives you a bunch of requirements/standards on what it means to be Loman. Such requirements/standards include: owning a Hydroflask bottle, wearing Patagonia brand clothing, being a surfer. One of my professors noted how ironic it was that this college tells you how to be Loman, yet wants to promote diversity among its students. I don’t fit much into the standards, so would I be considered as someone who is a “Point Loman?” What I do appreciate about it is the sense of fostering growth, adventure, and openness with someone who is used to being in his or her comfort zone. Despite these complaints, I’m grateful for all the relationships I’ve built there and all the experiences that developed my character at Point Loma Nazarene University.



A Break in New York City

Spring break is almost here. The month of February has been intense for me during university because I’ve been overwhelmed with endless amounts of work before the first half of the semester ends. Fortunately, I’ve survived what appeared to be myriad of exams, presentations, and papers. Coincidentally, the storm of work arrived the same time as the crazy Californian storm known as Lucifer. The end of February marks my insane ride through a literal and figurative storm. Looking ahead for next week, I will be spending my spring break in the East Coast of the US.

I’m ecstatic. I’ve never visited a state outside of California before. The first time I’ve ever been outside of California was when I studied abroad in London last fall. For the first half of my break, I’ll be staying in my friend’s apartment in Manhattan and plan to see all the big tourist things. Central Park, Time Square, Ground Zero, Wall Street and the Brooklyn Bridge are all on my bucket list.

I’m debating whether I should visit the Empire State Building because I’ve been atop of tall buildings before and they just don’t excite me as much and the cost to enter is $34. The Liverpool Cathedral,  the tallest Anglican church in England, was 10 pounds to enter, and I came out severely disappointed. My disdain for climbing tall buildings is that I compare them to previous hikes that I’ve done where the skyline becomes the reward for all the effort I’ve done to reach the top. Hiking Arthur’s Seat to see the city of Edinburgh was so much more fun and rewarding than taking an elevator to see the city of Liverpool.

This will be my first time exploring a huge city by myself and I’m beyond excited. I plan on vlogging my experiences to keep myself entertained as I explore the city. Stay tuned on this blog for updates and vlogs about my adventures!

My Time in Italy

The past two weeks, I have been messing around with different types of content to post on my blog. I’m still learning as I find my voice in my writing and learn the reason as to why I write. But, I think it’s time to stick to my tried and true travel logs that I’ve started off with and hopefully branch off into more personal posts. When I write my travel logs, I post my pictures first and create a story based off those pictures. For this post, I’ll be writing from my head and complimenting these words with my photosFrom the week of Oct 14 to Oct 17, five of us from our group decided to take a vacation in Cinque Terre.

So, what is Cinque Terre and why would I go there instead of Rome, Florence, Venice or Milan? Cinque Terre literally translates to “five towns” in English. Cinque Terre( or Chin-kwa Tare-ray)  is a strip of five towns along the northwestern coast of Italy. There are a bunch of terraces built along the coastal ridges. Why did I choose to go here instead of the other beautiful cities? Because I wanted peace. There was one word that I would describe my trip and that would be peace. Cinque Terre was isolated from the rest of city life and we wanted to get away from the hectic life of London. Florence was on the top of my list for cities to visit because, the video game, Assassin’s Creed II made such an accurate replication of the city and inspired me to visit. But, I needed rest.

I’m going to compare this trip to my trip to Berlin because those are our two independent trips that we took in our semester abroad. I had a great time in Berlin. I saw my friend that I met from church and I saw many historical sites from World War II. But, there were so many things going wrong with our trip to Berlin. Our flight was supposed to leave at 8:00pm and it takes about two hours to fly to Berlin. Once we boarded the plane, we found out that there was a thunderstorm that delayed our flight by two hours. We were originally planned to arrive in Berlin at 11:00pm( because going east adds an hour) but we landed at 1:00am. Our group traveled in two separate groups because we bought tickets at separate times and we found out that the other group( that flew in the same airline as us) only ended up being delayed 20 minutes. We didn’t have a chance to change our currency to Euros when we landed and we learned the hard way that stores in Berlin do not take American credit cards. We also weren’t prepared for the weather that was going to come. What we thought was going to be a light shower turned out to be a torrential downpour. We took the train to see the Topography of Terror( Gestapo HQ turned museum) but the train skipped our stop because of intense rain. So, we had to walk in the mud and flooded streets to find the Topography of Terror. As we were flying back to London, the trains at Stansted Airport were canceled because someone decided to sit in front of the train tracks. We were forced to take the bus back home. We eventually arrived at our place at 3:00am.



Our time in Berlin!

In contrast, our flight to Italy was smooth and on-time. Because of our stumbles in Germany, we prepared ourselves for the weather and exchanged our money beforehand. That first night, we arrived at our Air B&B in Corniglia (pronounced Cornelia) and rested for the night. The next day was expected to rain and that meant the coastal hiking trails were closed due to the risk of landslide. We visited Monterosso, which was the northernmost town of Cinque Terre. Monterosso is a beautiful resort town. We visited its beach and hiked toward the top of the mountain. We met an awesome American couple exploring Italy for their 10th anniversary. After spending an hour of hiking, we tried to look for some spaghetti, because apparently, the world’s best spaghetti is located in Monterosso. We found out that the restaurant that we were looking for was closed, so we found another restaurant to go into. This was where the weather turned into a complete 180. As we entered the door, a sudden downpour started showering outside. Our waiter told us that we had to evacuate to the train station after we were done eating because the weather had achieved a level of red alert. The food here was amazing. I ordered gnocchi for the first time and that was amazing. Gnocchi is little balls of potato mixed with tomato or pesto sauce. But, my favorite thing from the restaurant was the water. The water was amazing. It was a gift from God. It was fresh mountain spring water. The taste of the water was PURE, untouched by metal. Anyway, after that, we were trying to catch the train back to Corniglia, but as were trying to walk there, the winds picked up to 40mph. Dust was flying into our eyes, trash cans were rolling in the streets and waves were slamming the beach. The weather was crazy. It felt like being in a hurricane. This was our first day of exploring Cinque Terre. When night time rolled around, the skies cleared up. We went to our rooftop terrace that overlooks the town and set up dinner. It was romantic. Not the lovey-dovey romantic, but the idealized romantic. We had a candle-lit dinner on our rooftop terrace, next to the town and the Meditterean Sea, and underneath the stars.


Monterosso! Unfortunately we went on a cloudy day.


The view of Monterosso from the mountains.


Top of the mountains in Monterosso!

Our second day, it was a lot better. There were blue skies when we woke up and that meant that we were going to hike. We started our morning off with a little breakfast and then hiked in the mountains from Corniglia to Manarola. The hike was about two hours long. The hike upward was a bit challenging and it rained a little. But, once we were in the mountains, the view was amazing. The rain stopped and we saw a double rainbow. We saw the beautiful Corniglia from afar and the Azure Mediterranean Sea. As we were hiking, we traversed through two towns high in the mountains. It was interesting to see the rural side of Italy because these towns were so secluded from the rest of society. We also walked through these people’s vineyards, which was an amazing experience. We got to see how they picked their grapes and how they crushed their grapes into wine. Once we got to Manarola, we found a restaurant. This restaurant offered a lot of seafood because it was next to the coast. There was something so amazing on the menu that caught my eye, so I HAD to order it. It was Spaghetti with Octopus in Spicy Tomato sauce. It was heavenly. The spaghetti and the sauce was freshly made and the octopus was grilled to perfection. We then went to the cove and dipped our feet in the water. The Mediterrean Sea was so blue. After that, we went to Rio Maggero( which was the southern most town) and visited the beach. This beach reminded me of the Sunset Cliffs of Point Loma because the water was temperate and the sun ruled the sky. We then went to the last town, Vernazza, and ate Gelato and watch the sun set over the Sea. I had an amazing day exploring the rest of Cinque Terre.


The view from our window in Corniglia!


Our hike in the mountainside.


View of Corniglia at the top of the mountain!


We encountered cool trails.


We hiked among the vineyards.


Saw some tornados forming over the Mediterranean Sea.


Towns isolated in the mountains.


The town of Manarola!


Spaghetti with Octopus and Spicy Tomato Sauce


We dipped our feet in the Mediterranean Sea!


The Beautiful Rio Maggero!


Rio Maggero!


Vernazza at golden hour!


Everyone’s gotta take a dive at sunset!

Our last day in Italy was spent exploring the city of Pisa because the nearest airport to Cinque Terre( and Florence!) is Pisa. We tried to find the Leaning Tower. It took us a while, but we managed to find it. I can confirm that the tower is indeed leaning. We saw a bunch of people trying to push the tower back into place. There was also an absurd amount of gnats flying around. We managed to eat at an outdoor restaurant with the Leaning Tower of Pisa in the background. We ordered a lot of pizza and gelato before we left. Our flight back into London was smooth. We arrived at an appropriate time of 9pm and had a goodnight’s rest before class started.


Our Time at the Leaning Tower of Pisa!

I hope you guys enjoyed my experience of both Berlin and Cinque Terre. I’m hoping that I can find my writing style soon because I enjoy sharing my experiences.

Why It Took Me So Long To Create My Social Media Accounts

I simply never had a need for it. I would always see my friends face to face and there would be no need to connect with them, that is until I reached the age of 17. I created my Facebook account to connect with the friends I’ve made that were graduating high school and were at the point where they would move on to the next stage of their lives. It was also about the time where I realized that I was about to graduate high school and made the decision to go to university and I would have a hard time connecting with my friends.

Moving forward about two years now, Facebook has allowed me to keep in contact with my core group of friends that I’ve made in high school. I’m fortunate because these are the group of friends that encourage me when I feel lost and make me laugh when I’m feeling down. We call ourselves Bread is Baked (“Because how do you cook bread? You bake it”) We started off as a study group for our history, calculus, and journalism classes. Our group chat has slowly evolved where we talk about business, economics, computer science and anything pertaining to how can we succeed financially in the future. From time to time, we still tease each other in the same childish nature that we used to back in high school. I’m also fortunate that this group of friends consists of vastly diverse people that can look past our differences and still remain friends. We are people of different ethnicities (Vietnamese, Indian, Chinese) and people of different faith (Christian, Atheist, Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Buddhist) yet we still enjoy each other’s presence and value each other’s beliefs. The diversity of this group has helped me expand my worldview and has helped me look into how other people view the world.

Now that I’m living across the ocean on the other side of the world in London, Facebook has allowed me to keep in touch with the friends I have in the United States. I can now keep in contact with about 30 other people in my church community back home and tell them about my adventures here. I also have countless other people living vicariously through me through the photos I’ve taken. But most importantly, I’ve found that Facebook has allowed me to stay connected with the friends that I’ve made in London. I’ve found a wonderful, supportive community of awesome people at Hillsong London that I can go to forget about my stresses and shift my eyes on God. I’ve also met people from all over the world( I know people on six continents!!!) through the international student hostel that I stayed at two months ago. Social media gave me the opportunity to visit my friend in Germany and stay at his place for the weekend. I’ve got 5 more weeks left in my time abroad and I don’t know if I’ll be seeing the friends that I’ve made here again for a while, but I know that I’ll see them online. Facebook has become my main method of communicating with people and maintaining strong relationships with them.

As for my Twitter, Instagram, and LinkedIn profiles, I created them solely for the purpose of marketing. I never had a desire to tweet out my thoughts because I could just talk to someone face to face about my troubles. I never had a desire to pull out my phone and take pictures (Although another reason why I created my Instagram is because my friend told me that I posted awesome photos on Facebook through my camera. It then hit me, “Wesley, you’re a photographer now, why not create one?”) My intention for those accounts is to build up my personal brand and create an online presence. I want to market myself as a person of influence, that can draw in people and create content for them to enjoy. I’ve had many quarter-life crises at my time abroad. I’m changing from my studies from being a communications major into a computer science major. I’ve wrestled in my head whether I should travel again in the next five years or not and wrestled whether I should stay at my university in San Diego or transfer out and wrestled with the thought of staying  at my parent’s house after graduation to save money. As for right now, I see that marketing myself will be a stepping stone toward whatever decision I make toward my future.

Thank you so much for reading this. In case you haven’t followed me on my social media accounts, I would appreciate you taking the chance to do so now:

My Experience With Theatre in London

“Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.” – William Shakespeare. I recall that throughout high school, I hated reading literary works, such as Shakespeare or Dickens, but coming here in London, I’ve learned to appreciate their works. In English class, I would always say to myself, “Why are we reading this? This language is so outdated and the book is not going to help us today.” In the past six weeks, our professors had taken us to see at least a play per week and exposed me to a lot of modern English Theatre. They’ve taken us to many great theatres, such as the famous Shakespeare’s Globe, the National Theatre, and the Young Vic Theatre.

I’ve come to the point where I see why Londoners prefer plays over films and I wholeheartedly agree with them. Plays here are interactive. Probably the main reason why I don’t enjoy watching films too often is because you’re just staring at a screen for about two hours. You aren’t socializing, you aren’t moving, your eyes are just glued to the screen and I find that absolutely torturous. But these plays make you feel as if you’re part of the story. Some plays have audience involvement and some plays ignore the audience completely and have us acting as the fly on the wall observing.

A play that had the most interaction with the audience that we saw was Treasure Island ( If you don’t know the story, perhaps you’ve seen Treasure Planet?) at St. Pauls church in Covent Garden, London. Treasure Island is the original pirate story that features an adventurous to be a pirate that joins a respected pirate captain’s crew in search of buried treasure. It inspired all the stereotypical pirate things like “X marks the spot.” The first thing that the production did was separate the audience into two crews, the good pirate’s crew(Jim Hawkins) and the bad pirate’s crew ( Long John Silver). The audience is part of a pirate crew! How amazing is that?  The best part about this play was that the location changed every act. The first act was about Jim Hawkins in his home dreaming about finding buried treasure. We were watching this inside the church. Then, as Hawkins embarks on his adventure, we move outside the church to this mock pirate ship and sit inside it. Members of the audience were recruited to turn the wheel that drops the anchor of the ship. After that, we went to the front of the church and then back inside it. It was amazing to move along with the actors across the church and see the story as it progressed. Some of us got to dress up as pirates and hold pistols and been in a gun match.

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I managed to sneak a pic of the inside of the church.

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The time that we saw Treasure Island, we walked out the church headed into this new area that had the feeling of being on a pirate ship.

In contrast, we saw Yerma, starring Billie Piper (who played Rose in the Doctor Who series) at the Young Vic Theatre in London. The Young Vic was a cool theatre/bar. The theatre itself was a glass box that made us feel as if we were a fly on the wall peering in on the story. Yerma had no interaction with the audience whatsoever yet made us feel as if we were right there with the characters. Originally set in Rural Spain, Yerma tells the story of a young woman struggling to bear a child and believes that once she has this child, everything from her relationship with her husband to her career as a blogger/journalist will go well. This play drastically changed to adapt to a modern audience. The cast of Yerma is British and is set in modern London. The production actually changed Yerma into a nameless protagonist, played by Billie Piper, which I assumed represented the everyday woman. (I will still refer her as Yerma) This play, however, is a tragedy, and Yerma, because of her desire to bear a child, causes her to neglect everything around her. She goes off a crazy breakdown and pushes her husband away from her, and she starts doing drugs and loses her job. This was one of my favorite plays that I’ve seen so far because it made me feel catharsis for the first time. In my high school English class, I’ve always known what catharsis was because it was “a feeling of relief from strong emotions.” But how could you describe a feeling unless you’ve truly felt it yourself? The production successfully built up tension and suspension up until the climax of the play where (*SPOILERS) she kills herself. As typical as it sounds, the play’s atmosphere felt tense. My stomach was tight, my legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. All this tension broke at the moment she stabbed herself and let out an agonizing scream. “Holy crap, did that just happen?” I said as I was left distraught at the scene.

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Billie Piper as the nameless protagonist.

Watching plays at Shakespeare’s Globe was one of the best experiences that I’ve ever had. The house itself was built after the original Elizabethan theatre that burned down. The building company tried to replicate the Elizabethan theatre as close as possible to the original by using the same materials and measurements (Elizabethan measurements) but, made it applicable to a modern audience. The inside consists of a yard where the audience would stand (called  groundlings) and on the edge would be the stands where the affluent customers could pay and sit. Because the groundlings are so close to the stage, (we were literally leaning against it) there was a lot of audience interaction.


View of Shakespeare’s Globe.

One of my favorite plays that I saw was A Midsummer Night’s Dream.  The play has existed for about 500 years and has been performed countless times and is read by students all across the western world. It’s hard to make something 500 years old seem new, yet the Globe seems to have done just that. Emma Rice, the artistic director of the Globe, has probably seen the show a thousand times and decided to spice things up. She changed Helena (a girl) to Helenus (a guy) to make the weird love quadrilateral that Shakespeare had into a weird gay love quadrilateral for the modern day audience. It made things funny because Helenus is essentially Hermia’s gay best friend. One of my favorite moments in the play was when Helenus snapped his fingers and said, “giiirrrrlllll, let’s get it on!” And both of them randomly dance to Beyonce’s “Single Ladies.” I also appreciate that the production has an ethnically diverse team. Hermia, Helenus, Oberon, and Theseus were played by people of Indian descent and Demetrius was played by a Black actor. The production had a band that played Indian style music. There was an Indian woman that lead the band with her sitar and I saw a Sikh man on the drums. The music just added to the kooky, comedic feel that Shakespeare originally intended without the Elizabethan feel. Another cool thing that the production did was that the four lovers were dressed as the modern, everyday Londoner while the supernatural entities were dressed in typical Elizabethan clothing. Another cool part was that the play started out with workers from Shakespeare’s Globe saying the rules like “no drinking, no smoking, blah, blah, blah,” and assigning other members roles as a security guard and trash person and the workers just stood within the audience. As the play went on, when they were about to introduce the guild that performs Pyramus and Thisbe, all the workers, like the security guard and the trash person, were like “Psych! I was acting along.”  I just went “OH Shoot! Inception! Actors acting as Globe workers acting as actors!” My mind was blown.

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Hermia and Helenus dancing to “Single Ladies.”

This was my experience with theatre in London. This experience has truly brought to life what theatre was originally intended to do: to entertain an audience. Theatre is not only a script that you read in an English class, but it is also meant to be pure entertainment with a message. I do wish that America would have the same appreciation that the English do about theatre because that would help students appreciate literature. There’s no way you can teach students about catharsis unless they truly undergo that process themselves. Theatre should also be expressed as entertainment and not just a script.

Thank you for reading this post and I hope you enjoyed it.

Pilgrimage To Canterbury To Write Our Own Tales

On Friday, August 26, our professors took us on a field trip to Canterbury to simulate the adventure that the 29 travelers partook in Geoffrey Chaucer’s The Canterbury Tales. In context, the Canterbury Tales were about 29 travelers who met at a tavern in London and all decide to make a pilgrimage to the Canterbury Church to witness the body of the religious martyr and Archbishop of Canterbury, Thomas Becket. In The Canterbury Tales, the travelers tell stories to keep themselves occupied for their two-day trek.

When we reached the city of Canterbury, we were greeted by the great wall that the Romans had built around the city when they colonized England. There was a bridge connecting the train station to the top of the wall and we walked along the wall as we made our way to the entrance of the city of Canterbury.


The wall the Romans built around Canterbury.

Our professors gave us ten minutes to explore the city before we had our afternoon tea at the Moat Tea Room. We were fortunate to arrive at Canterbury on this day because the weather felt like the warm, Californian sun that we’re used to. We check out a lot of street markets on the street selling fruits, vegetables, jewelry and other novelty items.DSC_0095.JPG


Natalie showing us the vegetable stand.

We then had lunch at the Moat Tea Room which was a small and cramped, two-story building that pretty much serves classic English Tea and baked goods. I was surprised that we could fit about twenty people in that small corner to take a picture. The plates that they served us had slices of strawberry, raspberry, and chocolate cake on the top, scones( biscuits as us Americans call them) in the middle, and sandwiches consisting of cucumber and egg on the bottom. The tea had so much flavor to it and the scones were baked to perfection at the point where it was crunchy enough to melt in your mouth like butter.


Us taking a group photo in the Moat Tea Room.

After our time at the Moat Tea Room, we headed straight to the Canterbury Cathedral. This cathedral is the Vatican of Anglican churches and the Archbishop has status comparable to the Pope. Throughout the ages, many pilgrims have traveled across the world to see the body of Thomas Becket, the Archbishop of Canterbury of the 1160s. Becket became a martyr because he had a dispute with King Henry II over the rights of the church. Two of Henry’s men happened to hear this conversation and wanted to show their loyalty to the king, so one day, as Becket is kneeling on the floor praying, Henry’s men showed up and cut the top of Becket’s head off and killed him. People saw Becket as a martyr and began traveling to the Cathedral to see the shrine or his body. Around 1538, Henry VIII split away the Catholic Church because he wanted to divorce his first wife, Catherine of Aragon to marry another woman. Because he wanted to split against the church, he had to destroy the shrine and the bones of Thomas Becket.


The massive size of the Canterbury Cathedral in comparison to humans.

Walking inside the cathedral was so surreal. There were so many shrines devoted to former archbishops and priests and this place also held a crypt for its bishops and had a section devoted to martyrs. I unfortunately couldn’t take any pictures in the crypt.


The inside of the cathedral.



The pulpit

We then embarked on a tour around the city of Canterbury. Our tour guide was a sweet, old lady named Maureen and she gave one of the coolest tours I’ve been on. She told us that the city of Canterbury’s architecture had two different styles: An older style dating back to the time of the Romans, and a modern style that was built after WWII. The old style was built with flint. The picture below is an example of the modern style that was built because German forces dropped bombs in this area in 1942. The Nazis planned to bomb the Canterbury Cathedral because of its significance but missed and hit parts of the city instead.


A tower that still stands after the bombing of WWII. The tower is one of the things here made of flint.


The King’s School of Canterbury, a private school with an annual tuition of 33,000 pounds or 45,000 US dollars.


A house that Charles Dickens describes it in 1849

“… a very old house bulging out over the road … leaning forward trying to see who was passing on the narrow pavement below …” reads the tiny text in yellow that hangs above the leaning door. Maureen noted to us that this house started leaning because the builders placed a fireplace on the top floor and that created an imbalance for the house and the top two floors to tilt. The bottom floor remains upright, but the door was made slanted to match the leaning floors.


A plaque honoring Christopher Marlowe, born in 1564, the same year as William Shakespeare. He was a rival playwright to Shakespeare and was said to have equaled him had Marlowe not faced an early death.


A river that runs through the city of Canterbury


An awesome flower bed that sits beside the river on the outskirts of the city


Got a footlong bratwurst hot dog from a German food stand. This hot dog was worth the five pounds.

Our trip to canterbury was amazing. It was amazing because, on the train ride there, we got to tell a bunch of stories to each other like the travelers did in The Canterbury Tales. Our professors told us to either tell a story about your most embarrassing moment or your favorite vacation spot. I decided to tell an embarrassing moment because it was more entertaining and my favorite vacation spot is yet to come. (I’m going to Berlin, Germany in September and Cinque Terre, Italy in October) I don’t think I can share my story here because it’s a tad bit inappropriate, but nonetheless, our stories made our trip much more memorable.