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Date: October 19, 2010

Misconceptions and Realizations

Tea, crumpets, scones, and a queen. The only place to be is London! Besides being one of the most amazing cities, I was able to meet with Matt’s family and stay in the country as well. Seeing some of the city and some of the country was a perfect mix for a weekend. On Saturday night, we were fortunate enough to go see a play with Matt’s sister, nephew, and parents. The show was called “War Horse” and played in the New London Theater.

Basically whatever I say will not be able to convince anyone that the show was a great performance, but it was. The story line was based on a relationship between a boy and a horse during the turmoils of World War One. The most interesting thing about the play was that there were no real horses used (obviously this would cause a gigantic mess); rather, the horses were more like puppets controlled by three people. After awhile, I completely forgot that the animals weren’t real… that’s how good the performers were!

Anyways, the majority of the play was based during World War One, which is obviously a war that was fought against the Germans. Living in Germany and watching this play in English with random German interruptions was the most interesting experience. I kept thinking about the stereotypes that I had about Germany when I first came here. I have to admit, I didn’t think much about staying in Germany even though I was living here for the semester; instead, I focused on the fact that Germany sits in the center of Europe and would be the perfect hub for European travel. Also, the only thing I thought about Germany was its interaction and instigation in World War One and Two. All of my history classes have focused on Bismarck’s role in using Austria as a puppet force to start the first World War and Hitler’s power in creating the second.

Seeing this play made me think about all of these stereotypes. During the play, a German soldier attempted to give up because of how tired he was of the war. He, along with some other men, yelled Kaiser scheiße, which is a derogatory term towards the leading regime. It was interesting to see the portrayal of how war was exhausting for everyone and unwanted. Since living in Germany, I have been able to face my stereotypes head on. Germans are not stuck in the past dwelling in the shame of wars but rather trying to move on and cope with what has happened. There is a big surge of modernism and moving forward; Germany is a leader in the European Union and has consistently been working together with surrounding countries as a peace keeping and economic powerhouse.

Before, I thought that the German people had some pent up animosity boiling in their blood and were unfriendly people. I couldn’t have been more wrong. This realization hit hard almost immediately with meeting one of our professors Frau Brixner. She is probably the most bubbly and friendly lady that I have ever met, and she always has a smile on her face. Some of the Germans are even funny contrary to popular belief. I have heard many German jokes from our economics professor Herr Veit and amongst the other students. There is a great dynamic to the German people, but what I learned in history classes were far from the truth. I am thankful that I was mistaken with my previous beliefs and that I can say that I am living in a country full of fantastic people with a fascinating history. In the end, you cannot judge a book by its cover… even if it is from a history textbook.

Paris: A City and Weekend of Love

Being in the city of love with the man I love, my sister, and my mother was an incredible blessing.  Though it may sound cliche, I realized this weekend just how important it is to have love as such a prominent part of one’s life.  Whether the love is romantic in nature or not, it is to be pursued as a verb, not just a noun.

I really lived that out this weekend–whether it was kissing A.J. on the cheek at the Eiffel Tower,

or holding onto my sister’s beautiful face,

or holding my beloved mother in my arms,

I made sure to love with a pure and Godly passion.

Our lovely itinerary for the weekend went as follows:

Thursday, October 14

-Walked up to Sacré-Coeur Basilica for a beautiful view of Paris

– Walked down to Moulin Rouge

-Ate at gorgeous Café for dinner, French wine, and dessert

-Headed back to The Crowne Point Plaza Hotel for some shut-eye (Compliments of A.J.’s generous, loving Dad)

Friday, October 15

-Slept in

-Headed to Le Petit Pont for croque monsieurs, croissants, and tea

-Walked one block to Notre Dame Cathedral

-Walked to the Musée du Louvre where we spent two phenomenal hours

-Headed back to Le Petit Pont for more French wine

-Dined with the group, courtesy of the program

-Indulged in créme brulée and mimosas

Saturday, October 16

-Breakfast at hotel

-Walked to L’Arc de Triomphe

-Walked down the Champes d’Elysee

-Walked to a boulangerie and ordered pastries and a baguette, to-go

-Made our way to La Tour Eiffel while eating baguette (wishes of my sister)

-Saw La Tour Eiffel, let its beauty speak to each of us, and documented our presence

-When the rain began, we headed to a café for some wine, cheese, and pastries

-Met our French friend, Cyrille, for drinks at another café overlooking the La Tour Eiffel

Sunday, October 17

-Had our last breakfast together

-Exchanged loving hugs and kisses with my mom and sister as we bid them farewell

Whether you are in the city of love or in your familiar hometown, it is so important to love.  Not the noun, the verb.

More of Mexico…in Photos

Don’t know the name but this flower is beautiful!

Dani and Alex salsa dancing in a store!

Enjoy these snapshots of my life in Mexico. It’s filled with exploring history and culture, fiestas and wonderful people.

A mariachi band at the birthday party of my friend, Luis.

With my Japenese friend, Sumi, at a Foodlap-an event where international students made food from their countries.

 

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