Thinking about a revolution

I'm kind of getting used to this academic life. Which is a pity as it all comes to an end in less than three weeks. I've settled into a rhythm and found my feet in this new scary classroom.

The odd thing is, though, even though I'm teaching in the UK, it feels like I'm abroad. I don't know anyone locally except those I work with, my students all speak a foreign language and those of my colleagues I don't live with have families and whole other lives. Still, at least all the magazines are in English and the on-line tv is available.

And I'm still devouring text books - next stop 'Critical Thinking'.