Even though my parents taught me to diligently take care of my teeth, I have been putting off going to the dentist. Of course, I’ve heard all about the British stereotypes about teeth and dentistry but didn’t really think too much about them. Then I moved here and heard the reports from friends… and I became convinced that the stereotypes were true. These are tales of medical doctors super-glueing on their own broken teeth rather than go see a dentist, fillings falling out every couple of years seen as “normal”, and no surprise at infections after every dental visit. I was petrified! My usual schedule is to go to the dentist every 6 months, and I had a really good dentist in San Francisco who was a joy to see. It’s been about a year since my last visit, and I finally dragged myself to a dentist that my New Zealand friends R & M recommended. I decided to go to a private dentist, not an NHS dentist, because apparently they are slightly better. I made an appointment on Thursday and was seen on Friday, and I was secretly glad that the dentist I was seeing was actually from South Africa. So far so good. I showed up with my medical history completed and waited only a few minutes before I was seen. Under medical conditions, I had put thalassemia, and under food allergies, I had put MSG. The first thing my dentist asked me after he greeted me was “What is thalassemia and what is MSG?” Uh-oh. After I explained, he took x-rays and had a look in my mouth. It is true that I do take good care of my teeth, but I am also lazy and let things slip once in a while. I’ve had dentists yell at me and say that I need to floss after every meal which I think is ridiculous. So I was not prepared for the amount of gushing from this one. He said I had “textbook teeth”, that he wished he could keep me around to show my teeth to every patient he saw and tell them “this is what your teeth should look like!” and “it’s a pleasure looking in your mouth!” I don’t know what kind of teeth he was used to seeing, but apparently, my average ones are above and beyond the norm. He told me that I didn’t need to see a hygienist and that I only needed to come back once a year. I’m happy to receive the compliments but I still think I should get my teeth cleaned! Oh well. I guess I’m off the hook for a year and maybe by then I’ll have the kind of teeth that the dentist is used to seeing!
Archive for July, 2009
The horror, the terror, the abomination!
Sunday, July 26th, 2009Doing the European Thing
Tuesday, July 21st, 2009I would love to know what you were expecting this post to be about after reading the title. Yesterday two great milestones were passed at work. One, I passed my six month review (yea!) and, two, I was asked by one of my co-workers to join him in a pick-up game of soccer football today. The usual jokes aside about picking up the ball, should I play wide receiver, etc. I was a little nervous about accepting the offer. There are days he will return to work with knees twice their normal size or have various scrapes and cuts. Furthermore, these people have been training/practicing since they could walk. I began to think back on when I last played soccer football. I know that I played a handful of times in grad school about seven years ago and before that I believe I stopped playing organized soccer football when I was 12. To top it off, I am out of shape by doing nothing more than walking Siena on a semi-regular basis.
As it is Tuesday evening, I am happy to report that I survived my first experience playing the beautiful game with people who and in a country that actually appreciates it. How did I do? Not that bad for a guy wearing running shoes, basketball shorts, and a University of Illinois T-shirt. They are much better than me…
Castles, lakes, and more explorations
Wednesday, July 1st, 2009I won’t make our American readers jealous by telling them how much vacation time we have, but suffice it to say, we have more than we know what to do with. So in mid-June, we took the first of our many summer trips, and we chose to go to the infamous Lake District! I have heard about the Lake District many times before landing on this island (example, we read “Amsterdam” for book club a couple years ago and a pivotal event occurs in the Lake District) and was eager to check out some of the most beautiful scenery in the country. Much to our surprise, though, many people that we spoke to around Aber had never been there or had been there only briefly years ago and some even questioned why we were going there. Even when we were there, several retired guests at our fabulous B&B said this trip to the Lake District was their first visit to the region. You can judge for yourself, but I thought it was absolutely gorgeous. Here’s a short chronicle of our journey.
We left on Thursday morning and stopped at Valle Crucis Abbey in northern Wales. A couple months ago, we invested in a CADW pass which gets us access into many national heritage sites around Wales and discounts in England. They also recently started letting dogs into select sites, so Siena was very happy about that!
We also passed this shop with a crazy long name. Thanks to our Welsh lessons, we actually understand the meaning.
"The little card shop by the bridge over the river Dyfrdwy in Llangollen" (that is the town name which means "hazel church")
We arrived in Keswick (pronounced Kess-ick) around 5pm in the rain. After settling into our room, the rain had stopped, and because we are so far north, it was still light out for a walk, so we decided to do a pre-dinner walk up Latrigg.
Once we got to the top, we had some spectacular views of the valley we were staying in.
The next day, we headed to yet another stone circle (there ae a lot of those in this country!) called Castlerigg which had amazing views all around.
After lunch, we started a climb up Skiddaw, which is reknowned for hiding in the clouds.
Despite the cloudy appearance one way, it was actually lovely the other way.
The next day, we took a boat ride on the lake near our town. Despite the fact that it’s called “The Lake District” there is only one official “Lake” as all the other lakes are not named “Lake something” but rather “something water” or “something mere”. The lake by us was called Derwentwater. We took it across to the other side in order to climb The Catbells.
From the top, you can see two lakes!
After three nights in lovely Keswick, we meandered back home. We stopped by at two very different castles with our CADW pass. First was Ewloe Castle, which is in the middle of the woods and pretty run down.
Denbigh Castle was completely different, with a manicured lawn and expansive views.
So concluded our journey to the Lake District but not our explorations! Upon returning, I spent 2 days in the office before I headed to a writing retreat in Usk which is in south Wales near Newport. Even though I was mostly on my laptop in a hotel conference room writing most of the time, I did duck out to see some of the cute town. They have annual competitions to see which storefront has the loveliest hanging flowers so throughout the town, you get to see views like this:
In a stark contrast to the other castles I had visited, Usk Castle had animals roaming the grounds and a lot of charm to it!
After 3 days in Usk, I headed home to finally sleep in my own bed. But the weekend was a beautiful one so we took advantage of it by going on a walk to Hafod Estates, which is about 12 miles away from Aber. We took part of the Gorge Walk to the Gentleman’s Walk and then ended up on the Coed Hafod Walk.
There were lots of cute bridges all over.
We finally end our adventures…this month. After putting in another requisite few days at work, we are off again to celebrate our country’s birth in Spain! Happy Birthday America!
Oh, and read this great piece on how the gay behavior of animals flies in the face of religious anti-gay arguments.

