Going into this trip a lot of the authors that have Literature majors absolutely buzzing were new to me. I had heard of them, Jane Austen, Virginia Woolf, Charles Dickens and of course William Shakespeare, just t name a few. Now I grew up in a theatre family so Shakespeare has always been a part of my life. So much so that at family dinners there are often Shakespeare offs. Yeah… that happens… be jealous.
Anyways, I had a different perspective on all the literary goodness in England. I was more of an outside viewer rather than a fangirl. I so loved seeing the people who were so in love with these authors be in the place where they wrote. More so, though, I was really amazed by the idea that England is home to these iconic people and places and yet to them England was just home. England was just where they were in the time. Unlike Rome, England wasn’t a place for artists to flock necessarily (or at least not these authors) I was intrigued that because of Jane Austen and her book Persuasion in particular, Bath England is now a place on the bucket lists of die hard fans. Because of Charles Dickens and William Shakespeare our class went on a walking tour ( Which was cool and fun) all over London to see the many places they stayed, lived, wrote and immortalized. To them it was just home, to us it’s a treasure, a dream come true to stand on the same round and breathe the same crisp air.
So for me the literary insight I got from England is that it is rich with literary history. What art is to Rome Literature is to England. Literature is alive, powerful and part of the heart beat of England. These places hold history like they never thought they would. As an artist and art therapy major it is easy for me to geek out over art. I appreciated being in England and allowing myself to have a new appreciation and knowledge for the literary history that flows deep in the veins of England.