Anyone who has looked at this blog within the past few months has been disappointed I'm sure at my lack of updates. I would like to apologize for that, but only to a certain extent, and hopefully you will understand once I explain.
When you're traveling (especially on your own) you get lost in this magnificent world and find yourself living in the present more than ever before. That is the beauty of adventures like mine.
My time was limited on each of my side trips, and when I was back "home" in Florence, I found myself wanting to soak up every moment, every street, every beautiful historical building, every person, every plate of pasta, every pizza, every glass of wine...and you get the point. I was not willing to give up a second of my time to reflect on the past. I was in the present, grateful for and loving every second.
When I realized how quickly time was passing, how fast moments were fleeting, I told myself I had no (or very little) time to spend on social media. I spent little time reflecting on past trips because I was filled with excitement about the current or even next adventure.
I mentioned a couple of times that this trip was one of the first times I was doing something entirely for myself, without having to answer to anything or anyone. Looking back on it now, I am so happy I kept this mindset throughout my entire journey.
I know a lot of people go into their time abroad promising to blog and keep everyone updated, and initially, I was one of them. But now I understand why it rarely continues for the duration of time spent overseas. It was magical to disappear from reality for a while and completely immerse myself in my adventures. I feel I was able to do that because I disconnected and committed to making the most of my time.
Now, I'm back on American ground and have loved catching up with friends and family. Lots of people have asked me about my time spent in Europe, and I absolutely love talking about it, because it was such a special time in my life - one of the best.
So I'm going to relive it. I'm going to post about each one of my adventures on this blog. Each weekend I went somewhere new and I'll tell you what I did, who I met, and what I would recommend if you're ever lucky enough to touch down on that unbelievable European soil. And hey, it's a pretty good excuse for me to re-live my life changing journey!
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Still Alive and Well!
Don't worry everyone - I'm still alive! And I'm doing great :)
I really didn't want to be one of those people who go abroad and say "Yay, I'm going abroad! Be sure to follow my blog and get updates of my travels!" and then a few weeks after being across the world become too busy or too lazy to write it. BUT in my defense I have had a reason for not posting these last couple weeks...I'll talk about that a little more towards the end of this very long catch-up post.
First and foremost let me tell you about my travels. Since I last posted, I've been traveling like crazy. As I mentioned, my first trip was to the Amalfi Coast. Well the following weekend I went to Munich, Germany and explored downtown, went to the first day of Oktoberfest, and visited Dachau Concentration Camp.
Downtown Munich was lovely and a lot more modern that I was expecting. The New Town Hall in Marienplatz was incredible to see with the Rathaus-Glockenspiel. Here I spent the day on a bike tour, checking out various sites, but of them all my favorite were the English Gardens.
The following day was the opening keg tapping of Oktoberfest and I am so happy I picked this weekend to visit. It was amazing to see the history and tradition behind the ceremony (I call it this because it is taken that seriously). Chanting, "prosting", singing...people say it is one of the happiest places on earth and now I really believe them. It was nice to be there on the first day to appreciate the tradition behind all the drinking.
The last day I spent at Dachau Concentration Camp which was both moving and unsettling. It's hard to explain the feelings I had at a place like this - it is something you have to experience yourself and I would highly recommend it if the opportunity ever arises. It's crazy to think how recent this was in the world's history, and that it went on for as long as it did the way it did. Hearing and reading about this terrible past is one thing, but to actual witness the conditions and stand on the ground these people stood on was chilling (goosebump central).
It turned out Munich had a lot more to offer than just Beer!
My next adventure was Croatia. I don't watch Game of Thrones, but apparently it's a pretty big deal that part of the show is filmed where I visited (Split). Again, this weekend was better than I could've ever expected.
It started with River Rafting on Friday which included drinking fresh waterfall from waterfalls, cliff jumping (into freezing water), and stunning scenery of the mountains and forest, concluding with me eating trout served as a full fish (skin, bones, eyeballs, and all).
The next day was a boat island tour. Cruising along the sea surrounded by these giant mountains and crystal clear blue water made me wonder how anything could be more beautiful. We stopped at the island of Brac and jumped in, swimming and floating around - feeling like the tiniest aspect of this huge world. The perspective was amazing.
Krka National Park was our last stop on this adventure and again - my mind was blown with how something completely natural could be this breathtaking. Although it was not allowed to swim in the waterfalls, I did swim around them (with the fish).
This brings us to this past weekend - my first solo excursion. It was planned extremely last minute but I didn't want to waste a weekend not traveling and Spain was on my bucket list so I bought a plane ticket to Madrid and a plane ticket home from Barcelona and found my way in between. I was anxious and nervous to explore on my own, but also excited because I knew I was doing this for myself. I loved every second.
I had great advice on what to see and do, and with each day that past I fell more in love with Spain. This adventure was incredible not because of the places I went (well, let's be honest that had a large impact) but because I did it independently and took the time to learn and think not only about the culture and history, but about myself as well.
I spent the first day and half in Madrid and the second day and a half in Barcelona. People have asked me which one I liked better and I honestly don't think I could pick because I loved them both so much. In Madrid did a free walking tour, but then hit up some of the main tourist spots on my own: The Royal Palace, Park Retiro, Plaza Mayor, Plaza de Cibeles, the Temple of Debod, Plaza de Espana, Mercado de San Miguel (amazing tapas), Puerta del Sol, Gran Via, and the Prado Museum. I also had the best chocolate pastry I've ever had in my life from La Mangeria (I think that's what it was called) and I swear to go back to Madrid even if it's just to eat another one. I'm convinced it changed my life.
After Madrid I went to the train station to buy my ticket to Barcelona and learned my lesson that I should always book my tickets in advance.
In Barcelona I spent some time on a hop on hop off bus which was a great way to get around the city and see the major sites. My first night I walked La Rambla, visited the Boqueria Market (filled with fresh fruit and fruit juices), and went down to the port (took a Ferris wheel ride overlooking the city. A few hours were spent at the Sagrada Familia which without a doubt is the most incredible church I have ever step foot in. I learned very quickly that I loved Gaudi's art style...and he has work all over Barcelona. The church isn't finished, but it's already a masterpiece. I then went to Mt. Tibidabo which overlooks all of Barcelona (also has an amusement park at the top which is awesome). The view was magnificent and this was one thing I wasn't sure I wanted to do but was so glad I did. It's not one of the top listed tourist activities, but I was happy I went with my gut and did it anyways. Then I went to Park Guell - another piece of Gaudi's work. The tile work with the colors made me feel like I was in a Dr. Seuss book. I finished my day with a tour of Camp Nou - the Barcelona Soccer Stadium. As a sports fanatic, this was one of my favorite parts and I don't think there was a moment I didn't have goosebumps when I was walking through the museum and then overlooking the field. I only wish I could've seen the stadium full on game day - as a former athlete I can only imagine what playing in an atmosphere like that feels like. The history of the program was fascinating the learn about as well. I had finally caved and had my first "American" dinner at my hostel - a big burger with BBQ sauce, pineapple, cheese, and bacon and it was everything I hoped it would be. That night I went to the magic fountain show which truly was the most amazing light and water experience I'd ever seen.
I left early Sunday morning and flew into Bologna, Italy and spent Sunday exploring there. I climbed to the top of the highest tower left in the city and the view was amazing. It was a cute little Italian community with great tortellini, shopping, and history.
Now you're up to date! But I haven't had a chance to explain my leave of absence...I'll make it as brief as possible.
I've mentioned in quite a few of my posts that this trip is so special to me because it's the first time I am able to do something entirely for myself - without abiding by any rules or schedules that aren't my choice. I'm on my own for the most part and I'm gaining a new perspective on life which was exactly what I wanted. I left for this adventure essentially as a college graduate, finished playing basketball, looking to start a new chapter in my life. It was easy for me to identify myself as a basketball player and as a college student, but not having either of those things anymore this trip was an incredible opportunity for me to not only learn more about the world, but about myself. Basketball had always been a huge part of who I am and this trip became a stepping stone for me to experience life without it.
With all this in mind, I've been a lot more observant of the world around me here. And there's a few distinct things I've noticed.
1. There's a reason Americans get a bad reputation in other countries. Not all of us are rude, but sadly a lot of us do live up to this sucky stereotype. I've always traveled with the impression that I'm a guest in someone else's home, someone else's country. But Americans, especially other study abroad students, can be careless, classless, and oblivious. Sometimes I just want to shake them and say "It's not always about you!" or "Just because you're American doesn't make you superior to everyone else!" One of the things I absolutely love about Europe (it's one of the main things I've noticed so far) is the attitude local people have about life. They treat each other well and they care about the important things in life like love, kindness, and experiences rather than money or materialistic and selfish things. A drastic cultural difference is clear.
2. Technology and Social Media has taken over our world in a not so good way. Don't get me wrong, it's connected us and enhanced our world in a lot of good ways too. But again, Americans and study abroad students in particular, spend way more time trying to prove to everyone they are having an amazing time instead of actually having an amazing time.
This last remark is the main reason for my lack of posting these past couple weeks. I have been really impacted by this idea that people are spending so much time trying to make their lives look good, that they miss moments and opportunities of greatness and wonder right in front of them. The obsession with looking good and caring so much what other people think of you and your identity on social media, is causing people to lose sight of what's important and what's right in front of them - it seems like we aren't living life to the fullest because we are so busy trying to prove to everyone we are.
So I deleted most of my social media - I just have Instagram now so my close family and friends can see where I am and make sure I'm still alive and well. I'm going to try and be better about posting on a weekly basis about my latest adventures and life lessons...for myself and for anyone who is reading! It will be fun to have this to look back on once I'm back in the US again.
For now, I'm just going to focus on living in the moment and making the most of every opportunity that comes my way. Because I've learned that adventure is what you make of it, and there's beauty everywhere you look (especially if you can look up from your phone/screen long enough to see it).
Until next time!
K
OH I almost forgot! The Winge family is coming along for the next adventure - I'm meeting them in Rome this weekend and then Florence and Venice next week! More on that to come :)
I really didn't want to be one of those people who go abroad and say "Yay, I'm going abroad! Be sure to follow my blog and get updates of my travels!" and then a few weeks after being across the world become too busy or too lazy to write it. BUT in my defense I have had a reason for not posting these last couple weeks...I'll talk about that a little more towards the end of this very long catch-up post.
First and foremost let me tell you about my travels. Since I last posted, I've been traveling like crazy. As I mentioned, my first trip was to the Amalfi Coast. Well the following weekend I went to Munich, Germany and explored downtown, went to the first day of Oktoberfest, and visited Dachau Concentration Camp.
Downtown Munich was lovely and a lot more modern that I was expecting. The New Town Hall in Marienplatz was incredible to see with the Rathaus-Glockenspiel. Here I spent the day on a bike tour, checking out various sites, but of them all my favorite were the English Gardens.
The following day was the opening keg tapping of Oktoberfest and I am so happy I picked this weekend to visit. It was amazing to see the history and tradition behind the ceremony (I call it this because it is taken that seriously). Chanting, "prosting", singing...people say it is one of the happiest places on earth and now I really believe them. It was nice to be there on the first day to appreciate the tradition behind all the drinking.
The last day I spent at Dachau Concentration Camp which was both moving and unsettling. It's hard to explain the feelings I had at a place like this - it is something you have to experience yourself and I would highly recommend it if the opportunity ever arises. It's crazy to think how recent this was in the world's history, and that it went on for as long as it did the way it did. Hearing and reading about this terrible past is one thing, but to actual witness the conditions and stand on the ground these people stood on was chilling (goosebump central).
It turned out Munich had a lot more to offer than just Beer!
My next adventure was Croatia. I don't watch Game of Thrones, but apparently it's a pretty big deal that part of the show is filmed where I visited (Split). Again, this weekend was better than I could've ever expected.
It started with River Rafting on Friday which included drinking fresh waterfall from waterfalls, cliff jumping (into freezing water), and stunning scenery of the mountains and forest, concluding with me eating trout served as a full fish (skin, bones, eyeballs, and all).
The next day was a boat island tour. Cruising along the sea surrounded by these giant mountains and crystal clear blue water made me wonder how anything could be more beautiful. We stopped at the island of Brac and jumped in, swimming and floating around - feeling like the tiniest aspect of this huge world. The perspective was amazing.
Krka National Park was our last stop on this adventure and again - my mind was blown with how something completely natural could be this breathtaking. Although it was not allowed to swim in the waterfalls, I did swim around them (with the fish).
This brings us to this past weekend - my first solo excursion. It was planned extremely last minute but I didn't want to waste a weekend not traveling and Spain was on my bucket list so I bought a plane ticket to Madrid and a plane ticket home from Barcelona and found my way in between. I was anxious and nervous to explore on my own, but also excited because I knew I was doing this for myself. I loved every second.
I had great advice on what to see and do, and with each day that past I fell more in love with Spain. This adventure was incredible not because of the places I went (well, let's be honest that had a large impact) but because I did it independently and took the time to learn and think not only about the culture and history, but about myself as well.
I spent the first day and half in Madrid and the second day and a half in Barcelona. People have asked me which one I liked better and I honestly don't think I could pick because I loved them both so much. In Madrid did a free walking tour, but then hit up some of the main tourist spots on my own: The Royal Palace, Park Retiro, Plaza Mayor, Plaza de Cibeles, the Temple of Debod, Plaza de Espana, Mercado de San Miguel (amazing tapas), Puerta del Sol, Gran Via, and the Prado Museum. I also had the best chocolate pastry I've ever had in my life from La Mangeria (I think that's what it was called) and I swear to go back to Madrid even if it's just to eat another one. I'm convinced it changed my life.
After Madrid I went to the train station to buy my ticket to Barcelona and learned my lesson that I should always book my tickets in advance.
In Barcelona I spent some time on a hop on hop off bus which was a great way to get around the city and see the major sites. My first night I walked La Rambla, visited the Boqueria Market (filled with fresh fruit and fruit juices), and went down to the port (took a Ferris wheel ride overlooking the city. A few hours were spent at the Sagrada Familia which without a doubt is the most incredible church I have ever step foot in. I learned very quickly that I loved Gaudi's art style...and he has work all over Barcelona. The church isn't finished, but it's already a masterpiece. I then went to Mt. Tibidabo which overlooks all of Barcelona (also has an amusement park at the top which is awesome). The view was magnificent and this was one thing I wasn't sure I wanted to do but was so glad I did. It's not one of the top listed tourist activities, but I was happy I went with my gut and did it anyways. Then I went to Park Guell - another piece of Gaudi's work. The tile work with the colors made me feel like I was in a Dr. Seuss book. I finished my day with a tour of Camp Nou - the Barcelona Soccer Stadium. As a sports fanatic, this was one of my favorite parts and I don't think there was a moment I didn't have goosebumps when I was walking through the museum and then overlooking the field. I only wish I could've seen the stadium full on game day - as a former athlete I can only imagine what playing in an atmosphere like that feels like. The history of the program was fascinating the learn about as well. I had finally caved and had my first "American" dinner at my hostel - a big burger with BBQ sauce, pineapple, cheese, and bacon and it was everything I hoped it would be. That night I went to the magic fountain show which truly was the most amazing light and water experience I'd ever seen.
I left early Sunday morning and flew into Bologna, Italy and spent Sunday exploring there. I climbed to the top of the highest tower left in the city and the view was amazing. It was a cute little Italian community with great tortellini, shopping, and history.
Now you're up to date! But I haven't had a chance to explain my leave of absence...I'll make it as brief as possible.
I've mentioned in quite a few of my posts that this trip is so special to me because it's the first time I am able to do something entirely for myself - without abiding by any rules or schedules that aren't my choice. I'm on my own for the most part and I'm gaining a new perspective on life which was exactly what I wanted. I left for this adventure essentially as a college graduate, finished playing basketball, looking to start a new chapter in my life. It was easy for me to identify myself as a basketball player and as a college student, but not having either of those things anymore this trip was an incredible opportunity for me to not only learn more about the world, but about myself. Basketball had always been a huge part of who I am and this trip became a stepping stone for me to experience life without it.
With all this in mind, I've been a lot more observant of the world around me here. And there's a few distinct things I've noticed.
1. There's a reason Americans get a bad reputation in other countries. Not all of us are rude, but sadly a lot of us do live up to this sucky stereotype. I've always traveled with the impression that I'm a guest in someone else's home, someone else's country. But Americans, especially other study abroad students, can be careless, classless, and oblivious. Sometimes I just want to shake them and say "It's not always about you!" or "Just because you're American doesn't make you superior to everyone else!" One of the things I absolutely love about Europe (it's one of the main things I've noticed so far) is the attitude local people have about life. They treat each other well and they care about the important things in life like love, kindness, and experiences rather than money or materialistic and selfish things. A drastic cultural difference is clear.
2. Technology and Social Media has taken over our world in a not so good way. Don't get me wrong, it's connected us and enhanced our world in a lot of good ways too. But again, Americans and study abroad students in particular, spend way more time trying to prove to everyone they are having an amazing time instead of actually having an amazing time.
This last remark is the main reason for my lack of posting these past couple weeks. I have been really impacted by this idea that people are spending so much time trying to make their lives look good, that they miss moments and opportunities of greatness and wonder right in front of them. The obsession with looking good and caring so much what other people think of you and your identity on social media, is causing people to lose sight of what's important and what's right in front of them - it seems like we aren't living life to the fullest because we are so busy trying to prove to everyone we are.
So I deleted most of my social media - I just have Instagram now so my close family and friends can see where I am and make sure I'm still alive and well. I'm going to try and be better about posting on a weekly basis about my latest adventures and life lessons...for myself and for anyone who is reading! It will be fun to have this to look back on once I'm back in the US again.
For now, I'm just going to focus on living in the moment and making the most of every opportunity that comes my way. Because I've learned that adventure is what you make of it, and there's beauty everywhere you look (especially if you can look up from your phone/screen long enough to see it).
Until next time!
K
OH I almost forgot! The Winge family is coming along for the next adventure - I'm meeting them in Rome this weekend and then Florence and Venice next week! More on that to come :)
Monday, September 14, 2015
Trail Blazing
This weekend I had my first official weekend excursion and it was to the Amalfi Coast in southern Italy. It definitely lived up to the hype...
The first day was spent on a beach in Positano. The views were incredible, colorful houses on the hills, giant mountains and cliffs, it truly was an amazing sight. The one down side was the beach was essentially all rocks - not sand. It made it hard to maneuver with just my sandals, especially after being in the water. I paid a few extra euro to kayak out into the ocean, which was magically peaceful and beautiful, aside from getting a little nauseous from the waves. I paddled out a ways and turned around to see the coast with the sun shining off of it - an image I am lucky to have experienced and captured in my memory.
The next day we went to the island of Capri - known as the celebrity get away apparently. Way back in the day it was essentially owned by Roman Emperor Tiberius, and even today you can still see the fortresses he put up around the island. After exploring, I realized it was very selfish of him to keep it all for himself. I visited to Blue Grotto and snuck in a quick swim in exchange for a few extra Euro, but it was totally worth it. Not many people can say they've jumped into this beautiful place, and the experience was surreal. One side of the island is basically tourism, the other is filled with celebrity houses. Very exclusive...we only caught a glimpse by boat. I also took the chairlift up to the top of Mount Solaro and the views up there were like nothing I've ever witnessed before. It was breathtaking to realize just how big our world is, and how small we are in it.
The last day we spent at Pompeii before heading back to Florence. It is absolutely mind-blowing to me that a place like this exists. The history there gave me ghoosebumps, and the ancient ruins were astounding. So much was preserved after the volcano erupted and I couldn't help but think about what it would have been like to discover this lost city years and years ago.
Overall, it was an amazing weekend of learning (both about new places and about myself), adventure, and making memories.
It's easy for me to reflect and report back my itinerary and relive the wonderful moments I was fortunate enough to experience. But one of the goals I have for myself throughout this adventure is doing things I normally wouldn't do - pushing myself outside my comfort zone.
A very wise person once shared this quote with me: "Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead, where there is no path and leave a trail."
I've tried to live by this saying in the past- actually, I still do. In college, I was the crazy girl that was on the basketball team and in a sorority and in involved in too many things to count on one hand. Now I'm finishing my undergrad experience by studying abroad as a super senior- not many people do that. Especially after being an athlete for four years.
For me though, it has not been about following a path or doing what is expected. For me, it's always been about creating the life I want to live. This is no exception.
This journey is unique to me - this adventure is mine. It's easy to get caught up in the people around you, it's easy to be a shadow. It's easy to do what everyone else is doing.
But being comfortable with being uncomfortable is my goal these next few months, and I'm going to continue blazing a new trail. I know I'll not only learn some things about the world, but also about myself along the way.
And maybe, just maybe, my adventure will inspire someone else, and give them the courage to chase after their own.
The first day was spent on a beach in Positano. The views were incredible, colorful houses on the hills, giant mountains and cliffs, it truly was an amazing sight. The one down side was the beach was essentially all rocks - not sand. It made it hard to maneuver with just my sandals, especially after being in the water. I paid a few extra euro to kayak out into the ocean, which was magically peaceful and beautiful, aside from getting a little nauseous from the waves. I paddled out a ways and turned around to see the coast with the sun shining off of it - an image I am lucky to have experienced and captured in my memory.
The next day we went to the island of Capri - known as the celebrity get away apparently. Way back in the day it was essentially owned by Roman Emperor Tiberius, and even today you can still see the fortresses he put up around the island. After exploring, I realized it was very selfish of him to keep it all for himself. I visited to Blue Grotto and snuck in a quick swim in exchange for a few extra Euro, but it was totally worth it. Not many people can say they've jumped into this beautiful place, and the experience was surreal. One side of the island is basically tourism, the other is filled with celebrity houses. Very exclusive...we only caught a glimpse by boat. I also took the chairlift up to the top of Mount Solaro and the views up there were like nothing I've ever witnessed before. It was breathtaking to realize just how big our world is, and how small we are in it.
The last day we spent at Pompeii before heading back to Florence. It is absolutely mind-blowing to me that a place like this exists. The history there gave me ghoosebumps, and the ancient ruins were astounding. So much was preserved after the volcano erupted and I couldn't help but think about what it would have been like to discover this lost city years and years ago.
Overall, it was an amazing weekend of learning (both about new places and about myself), adventure, and making memories.
It's easy for me to reflect and report back my itinerary and relive the wonderful moments I was fortunate enough to experience. But one of the goals I have for myself throughout this adventure is doing things I normally wouldn't do - pushing myself outside my comfort zone.
A very wise person once shared this quote with me: "Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead, where there is no path and leave a trail."
I've tried to live by this saying in the past- actually, I still do. In college, I was the crazy girl that was on the basketball team and in a sorority and in involved in too many things to count on one hand. Now I'm finishing my undergrad experience by studying abroad as a super senior- not many people do that. Especially after being an athlete for four years.
For me though, it has not been about following a path or doing what is expected. For me, it's always been about creating the life I want to live. This is no exception.
This journey is unique to me - this adventure is mine. It's easy to get caught up in the people around you, it's easy to be a shadow. It's easy to do what everyone else is doing.
But being comfortable with being uncomfortable is my goal these next few months, and I'm going to continue blazing a new trail. I know I'll not only learn some things about the world, but also about myself along the way.
And maybe, just maybe, my adventure will inspire someone else, and give them the courage to chase after their own.
Monday, September 7, 2015
Back to School
I really do think one of these years will actually be my last first day of school - eventually it has to happen right?
I giggle because I feel like I've called too many years my "official" last first day of school. High school senior year was considered my last first day of school because college was something totally new and different. Fall 2014, the start of my senior year at ISU, I called that my last first day of school as well. And then this past spring semester at Illinois State, I really did think I experienced my last first day of school. But here I am back to school yet again! (Side note: willing to bet even though I am claiming this one as my last first day of school, it still will not be...)
I knew I wanted to spend an extended period of time in another country around graduation time and after basketball was over for me. My mind was instantly drawn to Europe. Backpacking was an option, but usually people don't do that for longer than 3 months. I wanted a true, head first dive into a culture - immersing myself in the lifestyle, history, and the people. Studying abroad seemed like a great fit to do that...it seemed like the perfect answer.
The one downside I felt coming into it was the actually studying. I have one class (3 credits) left until I officially get my diploma from Illinois State. Here I'm a "super" senior among essentially a bunch of sophomores and juniors (and even though it doesn't seem like a big age difference, sometimes it can seem HUGE). Plus, I really did not like the idea of having classes taking up my travel and exploration time.
First, let me set one thing straight...I've always loved school and had a passion for learning. There's no doubt I'm going to be a life long learner and I'll most likely go back to school yet again. I'm willing to also bet someday I teach. But this trip was supposed to be about not being told what to do and not having a schedule or having to answer to anyone but myself (and all three of those things usually are thrown out the window when taking classes).
Needless to say, my initial feelings on the educational aspect of my journey was that most of my learning will take place outside the classroom on my own. Going through a school program was just the easiest way to get me there and provide me with lots of travel options and resources. In other words, the "studying" was just my excuse or my means of getting there.
Until now.
Now, I'm here, and orientation was a few days ago. At first I looked around thinking, "Wow. I'm too old for this. I've been to way too many of these. I've heard all of this a bunch of times already." But then the faculty was introduced. Majority of the professors and people working at my University (Lorenzo de Medici) are Italian natives that know the culture better than anyone. They were so passionate about working with the students, and their dedication to making this experience the best it can be was transparent. What an opportunity to learn about Italy and Florence from true Italian resources!
LIGHTBULB! I'm going to be taking classes in Florence, Italy about Italian history, culture, food, and much more. The one class I'm taking related to my future plans, is something I'm willing to be no one else has on their resume. How many people can say they've studied food and wine in Italy? Or sports from a global perspective in a different country?
I'm taking Introduction to Italian, Italy Culture: Food and Wine Pairing, The Palaces of Florence, and Sports in Global TV and Cinema. So not only do I get to learn these things in a completely new environment, but I have the opportunity to experience classes I'd never get to take at home.
At first I was really concerned with the University aspect of my abroad experience. I thought I would be missing out on traveling, especially after seeing a few of my friends just go on extended vacations in Europe, traveling all over. Now, I'm mad at myself for even remotely taking the schooling for granted. It's going to add something unique to my experience not many people can say they've done. Again in my life, I don't know why I tried so hard to do something the "usual" way...and I didn't want this experience to be a normal one. Just like I haven't wanted any aspect of my life to be average.
I've been told time and time again the most valuable asset you'll ever have is your mind and what you put into it. Once you learn and receive education, no one can take that away from you. There's also no one right way to adventure. That's what makes the journey special and personal.
But even after just a week, I'm feeling like my road less traveled is making all the difference (if I may say so myself :)).
I giggle because I feel like I've called too many years my "official" last first day of school. High school senior year was considered my last first day of school because college was something totally new and different. Fall 2014, the start of my senior year at ISU, I called that my last first day of school as well. And then this past spring semester at Illinois State, I really did think I experienced my last first day of school. But here I am back to school yet again! (Side note: willing to bet even though I am claiming this one as my last first day of school, it still will not be...)
I knew I wanted to spend an extended period of time in another country around graduation time and after basketball was over for me. My mind was instantly drawn to Europe. Backpacking was an option, but usually people don't do that for longer than 3 months. I wanted a true, head first dive into a culture - immersing myself in the lifestyle, history, and the people. Studying abroad seemed like a great fit to do that...it seemed like the perfect answer.
The one downside I felt coming into it was the actually studying. I have one class (3 credits) left until I officially get my diploma from Illinois State. Here I'm a "super" senior among essentially a bunch of sophomores and juniors (and even though it doesn't seem like a big age difference, sometimes it can seem HUGE). Plus, I really did not like the idea of having classes taking up my travel and exploration time.
First, let me set one thing straight...I've always loved school and had a passion for learning. There's no doubt I'm going to be a life long learner and I'll most likely go back to school yet again. I'm willing to also bet someday I teach. But this trip was supposed to be about not being told what to do and not having a schedule or having to answer to anyone but myself (and all three of those things usually are thrown out the window when taking classes).
Needless to say, my initial feelings on the educational aspect of my journey was that most of my learning will take place outside the classroom on my own. Going through a school program was just the easiest way to get me there and provide me with lots of travel options and resources. In other words, the "studying" was just my excuse or my means of getting there.
Until now.
Now, I'm here, and orientation was a few days ago. At first I looked around thinking, "Wow. I'm too old for this. I've been to way too many of these. I've heard all of this a bunch of times already." But then the faculty was introduced. Majority of the professors and people working at my University (Lorenzo de Medici) are Italian natives that know the culture better than anyone. They were so passionate about working with the students, and their dedication to making this experience the best it can be was transparent. What an opportunity to learn about Italy and Florence from true Italian resources!
LIGHTBULB! I'm going to be taking classes in Florence, Italy about Italian history, culture, food, and much more. The one class I'm taking related to my future plans, is something I'm willing to be no one else has on their resume. How many people can say they've studied food and wine in Italy? Or sports from a global perspective in a different country?
I'm taking Introduction to Italian, Italy Culture: Food and Wine Pairing, The Palaces of Florence, and Sports in Global TV and Cinema. So not only do I get to learn these things in a completely new environment, but I have the opportunity to experience classes I'd never get to take at home.
At first I was really concerned with the University aspect of my abroad experience. I thought I would be missing out on traveling, especially after seeing a few of my friends just go on extended vacations in Europe, traveling all over. Now, I'm mad at myself for even remotely taking the schooling for granted. It's going to add something unique to my experience not many people can say they've done. Again in my life, I don't know why I tried so hard to do something the "usual" way...and I didn't want this experience to be a normal one. Just like I haven't wanted any aspect of my life to be average.
I've been told time and time again the most valuable asset you'll ever have is your mind and what you put into it. Once you learn and receive education, no one can take that away from you. There's also no one right way to adventure. That's what makes the journey special and personal.
But even after just a week, I'm feeling like my road less traveled is making all the difference (if I may say so myself :)).
Saturday, September 5, 2015
The Power of a Moment
Today I found what is sure to be my favorite spot in all of Florence throughout my time here...the Piazzale Michelangelo. It is where a bronze replica statue of Michelangelo's David stands tall, but the views are what takes your breath away.
I still cannot believe I have a chance in my lifetime to take a trip like this. To get to experience things like this. To get to just plain live like this.
On top of the hill overlooking the entire city, I am in awe that places like this exist. And to think, this is just the beginning of my adventure.
One of my goals throughout this journey is to do one new thing a day. Maybe it's something I haven't done before, or maybe even something that scares me. It's all about getting outside your comfort zone, because that's where growth and amazing things happen. Seems simple, right?
Today on top of the city I talked with an older German gentleman who was using a big video camera (similar to the one I used during my news and journalism studies at ISU) recording the view. Not any people in particular (although there were so many fun wedding pictures I could not help but smile), not an event, just the view. I asked him why he was recording it (I couldn't help myself) and his reply? "Just for fun. Just to have."
I continued to converse with him a bit, picking his brain asking why he was in Florence, talking about Germany (we got to Munich in a few weeks), things of that nature. I was blown away by his genuineness.... and just plain love of life. Turns out he was simply on "holiday" (American talk for vacation) and was exploring Florence on his own.
It is amazing the impact the most simple situation can have on you. He was there by himself, capturing the beauty of Florence and hoping he could hold on to this moment and look back on it in the future.
As I sat on the stairs and admired the view, I wished with all my heart I could bottle it up and keep this moment forever. Not stay in that moment forever, but have a way to return to it someday and feel exactly what I was feeling. Joy. Happiness. Gratitude. Humble. Blessed. And so many other things... The beauty in Florence I was observing from what felt like on top of the world helped me see beauty in life. Those type of memories I want to hold on to forever.
I took pictures...and videos...and finally made a promise to revisit the Piazalle Michelangelo at least once a week throughout my time calling Florence home. Part of me knows this is just an attempt to cling on to the feeling I had today for as long as I can. But the other part of me knows the feeling I experienced today is rare and fleeting, but I owe it to Florence to honor and soak in the beauty and history of this city as often as I can while I have the chance.
And after today, I think I owe it to myself to spend the rest of my life chasing after moments like these. Moments that provide purpose and add meaning to this crazy thing we call life.
Ciao for now!
XOXO
I still cannot believe I have a chance in my lifetime to take a trip like this. To get to experience things like this. To get to just plain live like this.
On top of the hill overlooking the entire city, I am in awe that places like this exist. And to think, this is just the beginning of my adventure.
One of my goals throughout this journey is to do one new thing a day. Maybe it's something I haven't done before, or maybe even something that scares me. It's all about getting outside your comfort zone, because that's where growth and amazing things happen. Seems simple, right?
Today on top of the city I talked with an older German gentleman who was using a big video camera (similar to the one I used during my news and journalism studies at ISU) recording the view. Not any people in particular (although there were so many fun wedding pictures I could not help but smile), not an event, just the view. I asked him why he was recording it (I couldn't help myself) and his reply? "Just for fun. Just to have."
I continued to converse with him a bit, picking his brain asking why he was in Florence, talking about Germany (we got to Munich in a few weeks), things of that nature. I was blown away by his genuineness.... and just plain love of life. Turns out he was simply on "holiday" (American talk for vacation) and was exploring Florence on his own.
It is amazing the impact the most simple situation can have on you. He was there by himself, capturing the beauty of Florence and hoping he could hold on to this moment and look back on it in the future.
As I sat on the stairs and admired the view, I wished with all my heart I could bottle it up and keep this moment forever. Not stay in that moment forever, but have a way to return to it someday and feel exactly what I was feeling. Joy. Happiness. Gratitude. Humble. Blessed. And so many other things... The beauty in Florence I was observing from what felt like on top of the world helped me see beauty in life. Those type of memories I want to hold on to forever.
I took pictures...and videos...and finally made a promise to revisit the Piazalle Michelangelo at least once a week throughout my time calling Florence home. Part of me knows this is just an attempt to cling on to the feeling I had today for as long as I can. But the other part of me knows the feeling I experienced today is rare and fleeting, but I owe it to Florence to honor and soak in the beauty and history of this city as often as I can while I have the chance.
And after today, I think I owe it to myself to spend the rest of my life chasing after moments like these. Moments that provide purpose and add meaning to this crazy thing we call life.
Ciao for now!
XOXO
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
The Mindset of Feeling Rich
As of now I have officially been in Florence for two full days and I've already fallen in love with the history and the culture that surrounds this magnificent city. I look around and cannot believe I get to call this beautiful place home for the next four months.
I have explored a decent amount these last 48 hours, checking out the famous Duomo as well as a few other monuments - Palazzo Vecchio, San Lorenzo, and Santa Maria Novella just to name a few. These incredible pieces of the past gave me such perspective on the world (which is something I'm sure you'll read me experiencing quite often throughout my travels). Looking up at the massive yet detailed and intricate buildings make me wonder what life was like around the time these were built. How did people build them? Who walked this same streets I'm lucky enough to wonder right now? It's a crazy, beautiful thing to consider and how fortunate am I to get to experience these thoughts and see these amazing contributions to this wonderful world in real life.
Other than being completely mesmerized by the beauty and history of this place, I also wasted no time with the food (naturally- a girls gotta eat). The first night out Kristin (travel buddy) and I walked to the Piazza della Repubblica (it just so happens to be a short block away) and picked one of about 10 outdoor patio restaurants to have our first Florence meal. I was quick to discover restaurants here hire salespeople to stand outside and lure tourists into their restaurant (it's not hard to convince me I will like your food). So one kind person said we would get complimentary champaign on the house and we were celebrating ...sold. I pulled a basic girl tourist move and ordered classic spaghetti (come on it's Italy) and Kristin ordered pasta with pesto and we said we'd go halfsies so we could try both. This was a pretty sweet deal and let me just confirm (because I know you're all wondering) there is nothing quite like pasta in Italy.
After experiencing my first pasta last night this morning I had orientation and then headed to a cafe for lunch where I encountered a caprese panini. Paninis can be found in just about every snack shop in Florence but the one we stopped in was absolutely delicious it was a cute little corner shop near the Duomo with only a couple tables and the morning sunshine. I feel like it's going to be very tough to beat but I'm challenging myself to try new things every day. Even with that being said, it's a place I think I may return to....
Tonight Kristin and I shared a margarita pizza and pesto gnocchi and the pizza is as good as the pasta here in Italy.
But it wasn't the meal tonight that made my mind spin. It was my first cone of gelato I had this afternoon. And yes, the gelato was scrumpcious, but it wasn't the rich flavor that stuck out to me.
One of my very best friends that traveled Europe this summer told me something she learned from a woman while on her adventure. "Americans...they live to work. But Europeans, we work to live."
Wow.
So far I've been here two days and I've heard more concern and worry and anxiety about money and the cost of things than I have about the excitement of this once in a lifetime opportunity. I've been guilty of it too. Granted, I'm extremely fortunate to have saved enough to be comfortable throughout my time in Europe, but this obsession with the cost of things baffles me. I'm here in Europe for four months with the world at my fingertips and I know I will never have an opportunity like this again. So why not make the most of it?
If the entire experience of Americans when they have a chance to travel to Europe (or any place for that matter) revolves around the concern of finances, you're doing it wrong.
In fact, if money is everything to you, you're just plain living wrong. What's the point in having money if you aren't willing to spend it on experiences and opportunities like this?
One of the biggest pieces of advice many people who studied abroad before me passed down was do not waste time worrying about money....be cautious and smart and you'll figure it out... but now is the time to say yes and make the most of the opportunity you've been given.
So today, a few people were upset today because they paid 10 Euro for gelato. But me, I've never felt richer because I'm in Italy with the world at my fingertips and a full heart determined to find adventure.
Tonight Kristin and I shared a margarita pizza and pesto gnocchi and the pizza is as good as the pasta here in Italy.
But it wasn't the meal tonight that made my mind spin. It was my first cone of gelato I had this afternoon. And yes, the gelato was scrumpcious, but it wasn't the rich flavor that stuck out to me.
One of my very best friends that traveled Europe this summer told me something she learned from a woman while on her adventure. "Americans...they live to work. But Europeans, we work to live."
Wow.
So far I've been here two days and I've heard more concern and worry and anxiety about money and the cost of things than I have about the excitement of this once in a lifetime opportunity. I've been guilty of it too. Granted, I'm extremely fortunate to have saved enough to be comfortable throughout my time in Europe, but this obsession with the cost of things baffles me. I'm here in Europe for four months with the world at my fingertips and I know I will never have an opportunity like this again. So why not make the most of it?
If the entire experience of Americans when they have a chance to travel to Europe (or any place for that matter) revolves around the concern of finances, you're doing it wrong.
In fact, if money is everything to you, you're just plain living wrong. What's the point in having money if you aren't willing to spend it on experiences and opportunities like this?
One of the biggest pieces of advice many people who studied abroad before me passed down was do not waste time worrying about money....be cautious and smart and you'll figure it out... but now is the time to say yes and make the most of the opportunity you've been given.
So today, a few people were upset today because they paid 10 Euro for gelato. But me, I've never felt richer because I'm in Italy with the world at my fingertips and a full heart determined to find adventure.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Pre-Take Off
I'm sitting here at the airport about to embark on the journey of a lifetime, and I can't help but think about all the people that don't get to have an experience like this in their lifetime. Instantly I think, how blessed am I?
I know I couldn't have done this three years ago, or two years ago, or maybe even a year ago. Yes, I'm scared right now, terrified even. But I know in my heart that this is going to be a wonderful adventure. Looking back at those years, I'm not sure I could've handled voluntarily traveling to another country, leaving home this way all on my own. At least not for four months.
Going to college 8 hours away had its challenges, but it also had its advantages. Because of that experience, I'm ready to jump - knowing I can fly. Because frankly, I've done this before.
Ok, so I havent taken off across the world before, but when I was 18 years old going from Minnesota to Illinois on my own sort of felt like it.
When you're about to take off on an adventure like this, it seems only fitting to reflect on how you arrived here, at this point in your life. I came to Illinois State four short years ago and did the same thing. For me, it all comes back to the same people, loving me and supporting me all the way.
For me, I owe so much to my incredible family and neighbors (aka my second family). There is no question in my mind that I wouldn't have this opportunity if it wasn't for them. Heck, I wouldn't be half the person I am today if it wasn't for them! I've learned that the best things usually happen outside your comfort zone (even if it takes looking back at those things to really appreciate them). And when they don't? Well, I've got an incredible support system that's there for me no matter what. But I have a feeling this adventure will be one in a million.
So here I am, sitting here in my airplane seat, wondering how in the world I got so lucky.
I have an incredible life, filled with incredible people. These people, are my world.
And now, I need to thank them. For giving me the world.
Literally.
Xoxo
I know I couldn't have done this three years ago, or two years ago, or maybe even a year ago. Yes, I'm scared right now, terrified even. But I know in my heart that this is going to be a wonderful adventure. Looking back at those years, I'm not sure I could've handled voluntarily traveling to another country, leaving home this way all on my own. At least not for four months.
Going to college 8 hours away had its challenges, but it also had its advantages. Because of that experience, I'm ready to jump - knowing I can fly. Because frankly, I've done this before.
Ok, so I havent taken off across the world before, but when I was 18 years old going from Minnesota to Illinois on my own sort of felt like it.
When you're about to take off on an adventure like this, it seems only fitting to reflect on how you arrived here, at this point in your life. I came to Illinois State four short years ago and did the same thing. For me, it all comes back to the same people, loving me and supporting me all the way.
For me, I owe so much to my incredible family and neighbors (aka my second family). There is no question in my mind that I wouldn't have this opportunity if it wasn't for them. Heck, I wouldn't be half the person I am today if it wasn't for them! I've learned that the best things usually happen outside your comfort zone (even if it takes looking back at those things to really appreciate them). And when they don't? Well, I've got an incredible support system that's there for me no matter what. But I have a feeling this adventure will be one in a million.
So here I am, sitting here in my airplane seat, wondering how in the world I got so lucky.
I have an incredible life, filled with incredible people. These people, are my world.
And now, I need to thank them. For giving me the world.
Literally.
Xoxo
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