To a 21-year-old American graduate student, Christmas time at the University of Exeter in England was a merry scene from a Dickens’ novel. Winding medieval streets and a horn ensemble softly sounding Christmas hymns on the corner as flurries gently fell amidst the dwindling twilight. The year was 2004. I moved to Exeter (pronounced “eks-ah-tah” … Continue reading Of Mulled Wine, Mince Pies, and Strategic Studies