Ok.. I am back. I miss blogging, and sorry about the briefing last time but that was a real crappy internet cafe and I couldn't spend more than 15 minutes in there. Anyway, here are the details of the trip.
I arrived in Cambridge on Wednesday, bought a map of the city centre, walked from the rail station till Peterhouse where i was supposed to get the key for my room, dumped my handbag there and went straight out again. I kept walking around for hours in this very nice and cosy city. I loved it. I mean, I didn't really know what to expect in Cambridge, but I did not think it would be that beautiful. Although I have been a city girl all my life and Cambridge may not have the liveliness of Cairo or central London, I defenitely think it would be great to have the chance to live in Cambridge for a while. And there are some very nice clothes shops there too, though expensive so I didn't buy anything. I just got something for dad (it's a surprise), a calendar with pictures from Cambridge, and 3 short introductory bed-time books. It's actually a very interesting combination: the first is entitled "The Koran" (it's always nice to know how other people see it, although I am not very comfortable with the K thing), the second is entitled "Atheism" (it is also nice to know about the other end of that scale) and finally the third, which I get for free, is someting I have always read bits and pieces of but never the complete thing: George Orwell's "Why I write". Anyway, that day I spent the rest of the evening in my lovely room eating some takeaway sandwiches and reading the first two pages of one of the books before falling asleep.
Thursday was the first day of the conference. I was very excited about it, although I have to confess, a little bit intimated about being among new people. The reassuring thing was meeting the UCL people and sitting next to Tim during the first half of the day. Then I met Coralie and Danijela from the online course and got to know each other, and also talling with Rachel who is working on the Arabic language. The presentations were amazing, I was so impressed with all the scientific stuff and how they all interact with pragmatics. I met Billy who just arrived at the last tea break but didn't stay. The last presentation, though, was a bit problematic. The speaker is from Tel Aviv University, and I didn't have any problem with that in general, but I felt uneasy about one example she used involving the assassination of Sheikh Yassin (plus I wondered why she kept on prononcing sheikh with a final /k/ instead of the Arabic sound that is also used in Hebrew). Anyway, this was followed by a wine reception, which was also no good for me, so I left. I walked around for a while, then thought to look for an internet cafe to check my email and maybe blog a little. So after asking around, and (ironically) been asked for directions too, I found that small horrible suffocating place. The best part was when I found Billy there just finishing up, so I used the computer after him. The outcome of course was the previous brief blog and a general state of dehydration. So I thought to make it up for myself and have a nice dinner this time. I went to the restaurant just opposite the place where we are staying, the food was great but there was one BIG problem: I was lonely. Once I stepped in there and the waitress asked me: Table for...? and I said: One.., it dawned on me: this was the first time in my life I dined in a restaurant all by myself. I didn't like it very much. I went to my room, phoned Niha (I desperately wanted to talk to a friend) and then went to sleep at 12. I woke up at 3 am, started reading in Orwell's book, went back to sleep 5 am only to wake up again at 7:30 am.
Friday, the second day, was much better for me, despite the 5 and a half discontinuous hours of sleep. For one thing, I was better adjusted to initiating conversations with new people, for another, Billy was there and it was great chatting with him throughout the day, and generally, besides the intereseting presentations, the social bit was bigger. Initially, I wasn't planning on going to the conference dinner (you know, I thought I am a student and should act like one and not go to a 30-pound dinner) but, after the lonely-table-just-for-one experience I decided to go, especially that there were extra places. Generally, the food was not so great but it was the company that made it very enjoyable. After dinner, some of us went to a pub and that was very nice too.
Today, sadly, was the last day. The presentations were very interesting too. It all ended at 3:30, everyone told everyone else 'nice to meet you' and it was time to go home. Deirdre, Robyn and I went to get our bags and caught the 5:05 train. We had a nice chat on the way. I returned to lovely Ponders End. The worst part was when I had to come back to my tiny little room again.
Now, i don't want to get all linguistic on you, but the experimental stuff in this conference was really cool. I just want to mention two very general outcomes from this conference:
- I will never look at "some" and "all" in the same way again. :)
- Now I want to lay my hands on a bunch of kids and another bunch of adults, call them my subjects, get them all wired up, and start experimenting :)))
Mai