scholarship madness

I am coming to the end of my time as an undergraduate (thankfully). Not that I did not enjoy every moment of it but I am getting to stage where my interests are lying in specific areas. This is the main reason I am excited about the prospect of starting a masters degree in Palaeoanthropology and Palaeolithic Archaeology. Unfortunately, London is bloody expensive and living there is not going to be easy so I have taken some steps by applying for scholarships.

One is for £10k only and is based on financial need - basically I have to formally admit how poor I am. One is for £1k which is based on academic merit (and I assume, potential). I also applied to be a senior member living in University of London halls. This is a pastoral role being a responsible older student with a number of duties. Bonus comes with a free room, which would save me travel costs, and free food, I like food.

But here is the point of this blog post. After being spammed with emails at least twice a day by FindAMasters.com, I finally got what I was waiting for, the email saying that their scholarship process was now open. This consists of me submitting a photo that describes why I like to study. For me, it was an easy choice as if you look at the picture I submitted and do not immediately think 'how did that happen' (and 'wow' of course) then you might not be human.

30 people are shortlisted, 20 of those are based on social media popularity i.e. you have to vote so here is my plea...

Please follow this link (below) and vote for me and if you can, share with your friends. It would be greatly appreciated. Thank You :D

http://woobox.com/iezhej/gallery/4hpv9YQ8QRY

morocco 2017 (part 2)

So I was initially not going to talk much about actual geology stuff but was advised that I was being silly as actually, who wouldn't find geology interesting! I also need to point out that I tried to grow a beard and you might see it in some of the photos. Please forgive me, I looked like a complete hobo!

For me, Morocco is something new. For a start due to the completely different character of the geology in the first place. For example, some of the limestones (rocks formed in shallow water environments) are the exact same age as those that I observed in Spain however, as they were created in totally different ways, they have none of the same fossils etc present. The Atlas Mountains are also not typical of mountain ranges. Most people will probably remember from GCSE Geography (or GCSE Geology if you were lucky) that mountains form when two bits of continent collide into each other and them upwards. That does not happen here, in summary they are basically being pushed up and being kept there by hot mantle flowing underneath down from a large 'mantle plume' underneath the Canary Islands.

I have added some photos to my albums and you will see that most things appear brown. These are various types of mudstones and sandstones and conglomerates. The lack of vegetation was due to the fact that we were on the drier side of the mountains that has less exposure to the sun. This was hard to believe as my lips cracked within about half a day and despite covering myself in suncream, my nose was a vibrant red colour throughout. The area was also covered in evaporites such as gypsum (sediments chemically precipitated due to evaporation of an aqueous solution). It is always a funny sight watching geology students licking rock faces to see what time of evaporite you have (e.g. halite tastes very strong). I even managed to pick myself out a nice pink gypsum for my collection.

During out trip there, we were looked after by Moha and his team of drivers. He is a good guy who made the whole trip very easy so I have to add a cheeky plug for him and you can see his website here. I have to add though, that one of his drivers did like to put his foot down and due to the terrain in Morocco, the roads are quite curvy. Doing 120 knots around these bends whilst at the back of the mini bus was not a pleasant feeling and the subsequent g-force (yes, it felt that way to me) meant I had to steal a front seat for the long journey home or risk vomiting over everything.

Some of the highlights then. Firstly and most importantly came on the last day of fieldwork when our professor (Charlie Bristow) took us on a secret trek to see something secret. Luckily I also study palaeoecology at uni and the lecturer there told me that we would go and see some relatively newly discovered dinosaur footprints. As you can imagine, I was in complete 10 year old mode as seeing actual dinosaur stuff in 'real life' as opposed to a museum was a completely surreal experience for me and one of the main reasons I got into Earth Sciences in the first place. A few kilometres walk up a dried riverbed and through a hive of bees (one of which stung a friend of mine - I laughed and carried on - dinosaurs much more important than helping with stings and risk getting attacked too) and there they were.

There were two locations, at the first was 2 or 3 sets (hard to distinguish) of adult prosauropod footprints. One of my friends was able to fit his head in the space. At the second, there were 3 sets of adults and one set of juvenile prints in between. I held back a little wee and just imagine these huge pre-cursers to the even larger sauropods walking around in herds. What a great day (not even the threat of bee stings on the way back bothered me).

Another highlight had to be (most of) the food. Mornings consisted of bread, pancakes and fruit etc. Lunch times consisted of tinned fish, bread, olives, fruit and veg etc except for one day when we had these vegetable naan breads. The only way that I can describe these accurately is by saying that I could not physically eat anymore and had no pockets to take more. It was absolutely amazing food! Every evening meal was a Tagine. As a rule, I don't like meat off the bone and most of the Tagines were lamb, chicken or beef that was on the bone. Luckily, the starter was a really good traditional soup (don't ask what was in it) made even better with hot sauce. One Tagine however consisted of meatballs and egg, it was just the best. Overall, it was a good detox which unfortunately had to be ruined by a KFC upon my return to the UK.

I think this is all I have to say other than this was my very last bit of geological fieldwork as from September I start a different type of masters degree that will see me do different sorts of fieldwork. I'll always have my geology routes though and I do look forward to the alumni field trips that my university do.

morocco 2017 (part 1)

It has been a little while since I wrote my blog, mainly due to the fact that I have been busy trying to complete my Map and Thesis (dissertation for geology students) and other assignments.

Every Easter I have to go on to an assessed field techniques class. The first was in the Isle of Skye (Scotland), the second was in Scourie (Scotland) and the third was to Morocco. Unfortunately, I could have done with the training we got whilst in Morocco for Spain as it was geared for to the advanced level fieldwork required to complete the Map and Thesis. No worries though, learning via shear panic is always more helpful in the long term...

Morocco started off as most of my travels do, with delays and frustrations at the airport. After finally changing planes due to technical reasons we shot off to Marrakesh and from there a 6 hour journey through the Atlas Mountains to a place called Ouarzazate. Here we stayed in an ok hotel just to break the journey up to the place we actually needed to be, a place called Bou Tharar. This was a small village in the middle of nowhere but with fascinating geology, of course this had to be the place where we did our first bit of assessed work. This training ground would have been useful before going on my trip to Spain but hey ho. I won't talk much about the geology but the area was beautiful (some photos here) and had children everywhere. We were warned early on about the kids asking for 'stilo' or pens but nobody was prepared for the swarms of kids that seemed to come out of nowhere. Despite being told not too, I could not help but give a pencil to this one kid who followed me around for most of the morning, didn't beg and, along with a few others, was interested in what I was doing. They wanted to look through my hand lens and read my book which was actually really cute. Anyway, when I gave him the pen (thinking there was only 3 kids here) another few climbed from out of this ditch and came running over. It was weird and the pens had to go away.

I normally would not like to be rude about hotels and stuff but when we first walked into this hotel, in the downstairs dining area, there was a squatting toilet. As you can imagine, the first thing that I needed to do was check the toilet in the room and to my relief, it was a normal toilet. I like to think of myself as someone who doesn't mind roughing it, but squatting toilets is a no no.

From Bou Tharar, we moved into the Dades Valley for a bit more hiking and a sedimentary log assessment (one of the most boring bits of field work). The hotel in Dades was much nicer and with a pool, a freezing cold pool. Food was not as nice mind. Some more geo touring and writing notes about all the interesting regional scale geology that was taking place in Morocco followed up until ready to travel back to Marrakesh.

The journey back was not as painful as I first though, only 7 hours and the hotel at the end was a nice 4 star hotel. I won't talk much about it here as will write a part 2 with all the good highlights etc.

2017 - delayed new year message

Happy New Year to all of my readers.

I think I may start to blog a little bit more than just travel stuff. I delved into some non-travel writing whilst I was bored here and there but it seems that people do want me to write more things so I will give it a go.

2017 sees me enter my final term of the final undergraduate year. Luckily, I have secured a conditional offer to study at University College London in September, all eyes are on me getting at least 65% for that dream to be achieved. Hopefully I will then be starting an MSc in Palaeoanthropology and Palaeolithic Archaeology - a mouthful I know, i'm not even sure what it all entails but what I do know is that it will help hugely with my application for PhD funding.

So, I will try and write more and please feel free to comment

Tom

lyon 2016 - #PalAss16

It has been quite some time since I wrote anything, in fact..not since my asian trip. This month though, I was able to combine a little getaway to another new place along with my very first academic conference. The conference and therefore main effort of the trip was the Palaeontological Associations 60th Annual Meeting and took place at the Universite Claude Bernard Lyon 1. My initial thoughts on attending were purely based on attempting to learn new things first hand from researchers in the field, make some contacts which would help with future studies and of course, enjoy the sites of what is an old, French city.

So for the conference itself, I thought I would be clever and book early to save on costs of flights and accommodation. I decided to book an air bnb closest to the university Lyon campus BUT of course, a week or so before the conference took place, I decided to read the information guide that was probably emailed several months earlier and the conference itself was in a different campus about 30 mins away...sigh! It wasn't an issue in the end mind as the couple I stayed with were super friendly, the bed was super comfy and the metro journey was not too taxing. This was good news as it took about two days to de-stress from the outward journey. Let me explain...

The plan was to get a train from my house into Reading where I would have a 15 minute wait for a direct train to Gatwick. Easy! But as usual, my favourite, local train company (Great Western Railway) that are the cause for 70% of my stress levels was 15 mins late meaning that I missed my connection meaning that I would not make my flight to Lyon. No matter you say, I can go via London you say. This is true and that was the only option for me BUT thankfully, Southern Rail was on strike so Gatwick Express was not running properly and I would have missed my flight. Instead, I had to take the Thameslink from London Bridge and it all started out so well. I got to the station 20 mins before the train was due to leave and I would have got to Gatwick with just a smudge of time to get my luggage dropped off. As you can imagine, I was fairly tense at this point but the train came and left on time so I was much calmer. That is until we stopped for 10 minutes outside one station and a further 5 mins outside another meaning that after the whole rush, I missed the flight anyway. Luckily, EasyJet were acting like human beings that day and because they know of the train issues they swapped me on to a later flight for free. All i had to do was sit in the airport for 7 hours. Joy! So as you can see, my day was shit but O2 did cheer me up by telling me that the guy who sold me the upgrade actually lied to me and I was not entitled to some of the things he said I was. I shall stop there though due to the fear of a rant coming along.

The conference was good. It started early and finished quite late and on more than one occasion I got back and fell asleep in my clothes. I learned a lot about new pioneering techniques and research into the world of Palaeontology and Palaeobiology which I probably won't go into here. I even made a few friends which was nice.

Lyon itself can only really be described as French. It was not as dirty as Paris I must admit but it does seem to be a French problem when nobody cleans up litter. I think my phone thermometer was broken also daily it would tell me that it was only 5 or 7 degrees but in reality, it was much more of a bitter cold than London. Maybe the pollution here helps, who knows. Some of the sites were very beautiful, like the Basilica and various Cathedrals. Even the view of the city was beautiful but vert foggy. I have to say, the city seems to pride itself as a 'capital of gastronomy' but without going on and on, it really isn't haha. Most of the places I found were tourist traps but because I am now an experienced traveller, I avoided them. 

As with my usual visits to other cities, I had to visit the natural history museum. This was supposed to happen as part of the conference but I forgot to book my ticket so had to go a different day. Either way, it is called the Musée des Confluences, is quite new and has very weird architecture but had very fascinating exhibitions including one on species that has a really amazing, complete skeleton of my favourite species (Megaloceros giganteus - in the photo). Apart from some of the religious buildings, the museum and the odd other site, Lyon, despite being France's third largest city, was pretty small with no much to do.

So after conference and walking around for a bit, it was time to leave. As usual, my luck came to haunt me and the fog lurking over London delayed me for an hour but I suppose it could have been worse. My favourite train company also decided to not run trains from Gatwick to Reading due to staff shortage so once again had to go via London during Southern Train strikes. A fun trip all around and a useful experience but I think in summary, I am quite happy not to visit France on holiday as actually it is a pretty boring, underwhelming experience. 

As for the next blog, who knows where I am going next...

asia 2016 (tokyo)

I am going to attempt to get all of my Tokyo blog in one go so I hope it does not turn out too much of a long read. My journey to Tokyo did not start off too well. I was delayed leaving Beijing which meant that instead of a 2 hour layover in South Korea I got 40 mins. I only got 40 mins because the flight from South Korea to Tokyo was also delayed (I should have only had 15). Due to this, I can not say much about South Korea Incheon airport other than we had a very cool traditional Korean greeting waiting for us. Anyway, boring flying chat over, I landed in Tokyo at about 2030 and quickly got a bus to the main train station and then a tax to my place. For Tokyo I stayed in an AirBnB and it was probably the best decision I could have made. The apartment was a great size, comfortable and 15 minutes walk from Shinjuku station (the busiest station in the world with 2million passengers a day). There was a closer station but you always needed to go to Shinjuku and I am not lazy enough to not walk for 15 minutes.

What can I say about Tokyo in one word....nothing. It is impossible as there are so many things to say about this amazing city. It was completely like what I imagined after watching Lost in Translation. Flashing lights, very tall building, lots of people wearing suits, tv screens everywhere but then much more. Everyone was so polite, they smile, asking a question of someone in a shop etc doesn't feel like you are inconveniencing them. I decided early on that I would only stay in Tokyo as travelling to Kyoto would cost me £200 on the bullet train so it was not worth going for just a few days. Instead, I took the whole 8 days in Tokyo and will go back to Kyoto to give it the attention it deserves another time. Tokyo itself is not a very old looking city due to an earthquake in 1923 and from the Americans bombing it in WW2 destroying many of the old buildings. Due to this, everything looks very futuristic. You can get a hint of the old capital when you visit the Imperial Palace. The only bits surviving from the WW2 destruction is where the Emperor lives and members of the public can only visit on the Emperors birthday and at New Year. Instead, we can to wonder around the vast gardens which proved to be a very relaxing experience.

Whilst travelling around the other countries, I made a concerted effort to stay away from Japanese food knowing that I would eat as much as I could in Tokyo. Yo Sushi will never be the same again in all honesty as eating the real thing really does make you realise the big difference. Everywhere I ate, I tried to keep it local so seeing no white people was always a good sign. One particular bar I ate in did dumplings, I say bar because it was so small and you literally walked in through the door and onto a chair at a bar with the chefs behind and they just cooked your dumplings etc to order. I am pretty sure I have never tasted anything as good as some of these local places. I made a friend in Japan who studied at UCL. The best part of that day was coffee that turned into having dinner before hitting some bars and culminated with singing karaoke at 4am with a bunch of local young people that did not really speak English but could sing along to the Beatles. A very epic evening indeed.


Tokyo has many shrines and temples scattered around which were interesting to visit and spend some time just standing and thinking and enjoying the free green tea that they hand out at the Senso-ji temple. This is Tokyo's most sacred temple but unfortunately, lots of it was damaged by the American bombings during WW2 so has had to be re-built or things are just missing. The buildings were spectacular though and as with places in China, you had people giving offerings and praying right next to people trying to sell their bits and bobs. Unfortunately because of that, you can never get a photo without being photo bombed 100 times and just before you actually enter the temple area, you walk through a narrow outdoor corridor with small outdoor shops which took some time to navigate through due to the shear number of people. As I have said before, if you think London is crowded, the tourist areas in some of the cities I visited are twice as bad.

Whilst in Tokyo, I decided to take a trip to the Science and Natural History museum as you do. It had much more to offer than the one in Beijing with so many specimens including one of my favourite extinct species (Megaloceros giganteus) and virtual displays designed for children to understand things but useful to everyone.

Walking around Tokyo sometimes proved confusing and one of my two stress attacks came when trying to find a particular bookshop that according to the signposts existed but didn't seem to be anywhere. I eventually found it with some help but it was not where I expected. People do not cross the road unless the green man is on even if the roads are clear and it is illegal now to smoke outside. Instead you have to go to designated smoking areas that are randomly around the streets. It is an interesting policy aimed at cleaning up the air for the 2020 Olympics however you can still smoke inside so as you can imagine, coming from a country where it has been banned since 2005, going to a place to eat and being surrounded by smokers is a tad uncomfortable (and made my clothes stink).

One particular evening that I must share was when I travelled up to the observation tower at the Tokyo City Hall. 42 levels up was a pretty scary though and once there, looking out onto the city you realise just how huge it really is, it literally spreads to the horizon as shown in this photo (apologies for bad quality but the window reflects).

I was very sad to leave but at this stage, I had been travelling for 3 weeks and home time was getting closer. My next leg of the journey was back to Hong Kong and then finally back to London.

asia 2016 (beijing - part 2)

Arriving into Beijing station at 9am fresh from a fairly comfortable train ride, Seven and I (mainly Seven) helped the German guys to find their bearings and then we set off to drop our luggage and head to the Great Wall of China. For such a large population, the transport system is actually quite robust and the hour long journey to B station where all the tourists go to see the Great Wall was easy and we actually got to sit down. There is another place to visit the Great Wall but it takes about 3-4 hours to get there and today was a Monday so therefore a working day meaning maybe it would be quiet? Quiet in Chinese terms is relative but actually we didn't have to wait for very long as most of the tourists opted to use the sky lift to avoid walking, we walked up. The wall was built so that it always headed for the highest point, when reading this I did not even register the fact that actually this meant it was pretty steep. I was lucky enough to get a photo with not many people showing just how steep it was...

For miles around you could just see undulating hills and dense bush. I feel for the army that tried to get through it to be honest (but actually the great wall was not very useful and was breached twice (I think)). Luckily the weather was great, the sun was out and not much pollution was inhaled so overall a great day. On the journey to the wall, we met an Irish dude who ended up staying with is around the wall. He was fun to chat too and is living the dream life getting well paid to teach English in South Korea and then travelling and then back to South Korea. 

The following day, Seven had to return to work so I had the next couple of days to explore Beijing all alone. First up was the National Museum of China and at without wanting to risk being visited by secret Chinese officials, I was not all that impressed. It was a huge building and not filled with very many exhibits so it just looked empty. It did however have a very interesting exhibition on Chinese currency and how the use if different monies has evolved throughout the dynasties. As mentioned earlier, I decided against visiting the frozen corpse of Chairman Mao so a little walk around Tiananmen Square concluded that day. I could visit Beijing without a visit to the Geological Museum so that happened the next day. Photos are included in my Google Album for those that want to see but there were some really impressive specimens although very very few were on display. The whole museum was only 4 floors wth the 4th floor being a celebration of how much geology Chairman Mao new about (sigh!).

My final day consisted of a visit to the Summer Palace. A very large park with a palace that was destroyed many times by the British and French. I know this because literally every sign in the palace started off with 'this building was rebuilt after being destroyed by Anglo-French Forces'. The palace from what I read was mainly used by the Dowager Empress Cixi, most people might remember her as a complete b!*ch who spent loads of money including using money set aside to upgrade the Chinese imperial navy to build herself a concrete boat and eventually lead to the downfall of the Emperors and the start of the Republic of China. There is also a very large Buddhist temple in the middle of the palace complex. I found it a reoccurring theme that people would be trying to pray but in the background people are trying to sell 'tat' to tourists. Strange.

I have not really spoken about individual meal but my final one in Beijing must be mentioned. We went to a place that did hot pots, not the English sort though. In a nutshell you get a pot that is spit in two and you can choose 2 from a number of flavours of soup to go in them - see photo. We had spicy and mushroom. They sit on a cooker in the middle of the table and kept at the boil. You then order your food such as meatballs, crab sticks, noodles, beef etc etc and it comes raw (similar to Korean BBQ from HK) and place them into the soup to cook. It was beaaaaaaautiful food and the staff were so welcoming, helpful and chatty. One of the waitresses apparently had a crush on me (according to Seven) so she was always hanging around filling up my water which was pretty cute. We ordered noodles and proper noodle chef (yes they exist) can out and did some crazy moves including throwing the noodles around so that they almost hit my face before cutting them and placing them in the soup. All for really good value, I could not have had a better meal to finish my time off in China.

The morning of my departure was my first experience of stress. I literally could not get into the metro heading for the airport due to the rush hour. I suppose I should have thought ahead that a city of 17 million would have a busy rush hour. Luckily a taxi driver said he would just take me straight to the airport. Leaving China was also not as painful as I imagined and immigration was fast and efficient. Next stop was South Korea before onwards to Tokyo BUT we were delayed by an hour, something not uncommon in China so I was told.