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Month: December 2010 (page 2 of 3)

Farewell

T.S. Eliot once said, “It’s strange that words are so inadequate.”  And in the conclusion of this semester, this couldn’t be more true.

As the past few days have consisted of much meditation and profound reflection on this semester, it seems invariable that the word to characterize the end of all of this is, of course, bittersweet.  As is expected, the past four months have brought so many positive changes in me that I intend on letting transcend into my life back in America.  Since all posts leading up to this one allude to such changes, it seems the most beautiful way to conclude this semester is through the use of photos.

September, 2010

October, 2010

November, 2010

December, 2010

Here’s to this semester and all the changes it brought.  What a beautiful time: what was, and is to come.

Five Reasons to Study Abroad

1. Opportunities to travel: It’s not very often that you have a chance to travel as easily and as inexpensively as you do when studying abroad. Being in Cambridge, I’ve been able to explore much of Europe and with classes for the week ending by noon on Thursday, I was always guaranteed three and a half days every week to travel and visit places I might not otherwise would have had the opportunity to see. Our study abroad program even had designated weekends where we traveled as a group to parts of England with transportation and accommodation being paid for by the program.

Studying abroad allowed me to fulfill a childhood dream and visit Madrid

2. Experience a culture first-hand: In order to truly embrace a culture you have to immerse yourself in it over an extended period of time. A quick visit to see the sights and taste some new food should hardly be considered experiencing a new culture. There’s so much more to what appears on the outside. In order to truly appreciate a culture you have to learn about their values, perceptions, beliefs and differences from your own culture.

3. Learn about yourself: Studying and living in a country is without a doubt an incredible experience, but it is also a great way to learn new ideas and gain new perspectives about yourself and your own culture. I’ve experienced challenges during my four months abroad that have caused me to grow as a person and simultaneously expand my worldview. I’ve truly benefited from being able to view my own culture through the eyes of others.

4. Network and make new friends: When you live in one place for four months you are bound to make new friends and meet a wide variety of people. I’ve been fortunate enough to meet plenty of people during my travels around Europe and around Cambridge. Some were people I shared a brief conversation with while others were people I’m confident I’ll stay in touch with for many years to come. I’ve been able to learn a lot from the people I’ve come in contact with while studying abroad and through them and I’ve been able to learn a lot through every one of them.

5. Enhance employment opportunities: With the world becoming more and more globalized and more counties continually investing in the international market, having experience in a foreign country can only be a benefit in future careers. Studying abroad shows that you are willing to embrace challenges and handle diverse problems and new situations. Who knows, it might even be the difference between your resume and that of someone else who hasn’t taken up the opportunity to study abroad.

Thoughts on leaving Cambridge

It doesn’t feel like I’m leaving soon. I’ve been on so many trips and excursions this semester that some part of me feels like going home is just temporary—that I’ll be coming back to Cambridge soon. In this sense, Cambridge has really become my home. The streets, the pubs, and the people have all grown on me and I feel like I could stay here forever.

Going home will be nice, though. Seeing family and friends for the holidays will most likely revitalize some of my energy. Of course, I’ll most likely lose all that energy in the first week of classes at Valpo. I could make a list of all the things I will miss from Cambridge, but none of it will do justice. Each and every one of those things fit together like notes in a beautiful symphony. On their own, they’re just things; together they combine to make this brilliantly magical.

General James

My good friend James came to visit for the last 5 days. We had a blast exploring Granada. We went to several areas in the northern part of the city, the Albaicin (Muslim quarter), and the Realejo (Jewish quarter) that I hadn’t seen yet. After seeing the Alhambra on our first day we went up into Sacromonte to see a cave museum. While we took some time for lunch we began a goofy video series that I have edited into the fine document you have below. I hope you enjoy it. (enjoy my blatant typo at the beginning too)

[youtube:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYLqjVnRT-M]

On Sunday we headed up into the Alpujarras. My third trip there was still more distinct than the last. We started in Bubión and took a local trail all the way up to the beginning of the Sierra Nevadas. It only took us one hour to finish the trail so we kept going. Within another hour we were convinced that we were very close to a peak, clearly not a high one, but we just wanted to be able to see into the valley on the other side of what we were climbing. Of course, an hour later we were proved wrong about five times and had climbed so far we were up to our ankles in snow!

When the digital clock beeped 3:30 it was time to turn around and “respect the mountain” as James reluctantly said. We had just reached a lookout point with explanatory signs and such things. It was our last hope of a summit and it wasn’t one. We followed another trail around the next point of rocks only to find again that the mountain continued further. We took photos with freezing hands and headed down while enjoying a view of the higher parts of the Sierras, the valley, a lake, and the Mediterranean Sea.

Thanksgiving….in Mexico?

Thanksgiving in Mexico-I was dreading this day. I consider myself a positive person and in general refuse to allow the hardships in this rather unpredictable life affect my spirit. However, on the big day of turkey, giving thanks and some good ol’ football, I would be taking an exam for my Spanish exam. It’s sad and somewhat depressing when you’re in a country that doesn’t celebrate a holiday from your culture. Yes, very depressing indeed especially when you’ve been celebrating this holiday every year since you were born. I mean, it’s Thanksgiving, I wanted to be helping mom in the kitchen and witness the vivid display of emotions and language of my father as he watched the football game. However, this Thanksgiving was a desperate time and called for…well, unique measures.

The day before Thanksgiving, a group of children came to visit our dorms and played soccer with some of the students. These children were from a local home to help children from families that were not able to take care of them financially. Their energy was addicting as they ran up and down the soccer field yelling and laughing attempting to make goals for their team. It’s a tough life for these kids, it’s a rare moment that they have the chance to feel this kind of freedom and these kids were soaking it up here in this little soccer game.

My lovely friends from the US….we were so thankful for our turkey!

Thanksgiving Day consisted of an exam for a class, not the pleasant way to start off this holiday, but hey, you got to live with what life gives you. However, my friend Erin and I went to Casa Verde later in the day for a (free) Thanksgiving dinner. Casa Verde is a Christian ministry and home located close to the UDLA for students to enjoy, relax and learn more about God with leaders from Mexico and the USA. Every Thursday, they offer a free meal to students and this particular day featured the classic Thanksgiving food. With a plate full of food that seemed to weigh close to four pounds, I was quite thankful to have my share of carbs and other delights. However, what made it very special was that we shared the meal with a local orphanage that came to visit Casa Verde. We ate our food, listened to music, made crafts and the American students laughed how for the first time in our lives, we were celebrating Thanksgiving in warm weather.

So, how was my Thanksgiving? Well, it was somewhat bittersweet because I missed my family terribly but special because I realized my blessings in life and especially this experience in Mexico. Similar to the soccer game, I realized that my experience in Mexico has made me more aware of my freedoms in this life. It is very easy to let others influence us or if you’re a complex perfectionist like myself, just making yourself aware that you’re always safe and can always hold your head high in any situation. Learning Spanish and the Mexican culture has been a humbling, hilarious and heart-inspiring experience. With the frustrations of the language, it’s been my ticket to discovering a culture and meeting wonderful people.

Somehow being immersed with these experiences on a daily basis in a culture that is filled with color and passion awakens my desire to paint color and live with passion in my life. Realizing that your are free and do not need to live your life with dull gray and khaki like so many people in this world-you become more thankful for life when abroad.

A Cambridge Mix

Here’s a playlist of songs I’ve come associate with Cambridge.

Sigh No More – Mumford and Sons

To the Beggin’ I will go – Old Blind Dogs

Little Lion Man – Mumford and Sons

God Save the Queen – Sex Pistols

Scotland Yet – Old Blind Dogs

We No Speak Americano – Yolanda Be Cool & Dcup

Dominos – The Big Pink

Fight – DJ Fresh

I’m a Lady (feat. Trouble Andrew) – Santigold

Click here to listen to them. Cheers!

To the End of One Chapter, and the Beginning of Another

In exactly one week from today, I will be on a plane bound for Chicago. As I type this, I’m really not sure how I’m supposed to feel at this moment. I guess you could classify the feeling as bittersweet. I am so excited and happy to see the family and friends that I have been missing over these past few months, but at the same time, am sad to leave this wonderful country and to no longer be living with the amazing people I’ve had the pleasure of sharing this experience.

C-86 at our first common meal!

Although it is hard for me to admit, I was absolutely terrified to leave  the U.S.A and come to England. As I visited my friends back at Valpo during my last few days in the states, I was having more doubts than ever. Everyone was starting to enjoy their life on campus and get back into the swing of things, while I was about to have to start over in a new country. Could I really do this? Was it the right decision?

Mid-Semester, Before One of Our Nights Out.. What a Fun Group 🙂

The answer to this is yes, absolutely. I had heard it time and time again from everyone else that I knew that had studied abroad: “This will be the time of your life”, “Make the most of it”, and “Do everything you can in the time that you’re given.” I can’t even begin to explain how right they all were. It’s nice to know that I now will be one of those students telling other students to have the same experience, which is what I hope I have done throughout this blog.

Paris.. Definitely my favorite weekend of the trip!

Through this experience I have learned to take advantage of every opportunity life throws at you, no matter how challenging or different it may seem. I have learned to appreciate everything that I have at home in a way that I never knew before. I have learned that no matter where I go or what I do, I can get anything done, as long as I set my mind to it. Everything I have learned while I’ve been here has been completely invaluable, and I could really go on for forever about what this experience has taught me.

Outside the Borghese Gallery in Rome Before Parting Separate Ways in Italy!

The next time I will be writing to you will be from the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, in Valparaiso, Indiana. Just as in the first blog I wrote to you, my life will be completely different, but just as this experience has taught me, I will be able to graciously accept that change and readjust to my life at home.

From Strangers, to Friends, to Family.. I Love C-86!

Thank you to all of my readers this semester, it has been a pleasure sharing this wonderful experience with you!

Signing off from England,

Julie

Plans Have Changed…..

So, my plans have changed…a lot.

I’m now staying in Mexico for a year. Yes, this means more blogs for your reading pleasure (or at least this is the reaction I hope to receive from you, dear reader).

Due to circumstances, I’m not able to fly home for Christmas and be with my family. It’s a mixture of feelings. Chrismas in Mexico will be such a beautiful cultural experience and I have friends and “family” here to stay with. However, it’s Christmas-you know, the time to be with your family, watch Christmas movies, make cookies together. Christmas away from family? Am I crazy to be staying for a year? I miss my family, friends and Valpo so much!

Next semester, instead of living in the dorms, I’m getting an apartament with my friend Martina from Austria. It has everything I want but I’ve never lived in an apartament before and have been used to dorm life for the past two and a half years.

Living with more color and passion….and less fear

 Yes, I’ve becoming independent and stronger. It’s so scary though. At times, I want to be five years old again with my mother holding my hand instead of being twenty-two years old in a foreign country. At times, I think I’m crazy to be living my life like this with so many new experiences but then again, what is the point of life if we don’t take chances? Becoming independent is so tiring and makes me question my sanity at times but I can’t go back to the old way of living in fear and making mistakes. The best I can do is try and just stay calm. When I look at the uncomfortable and difficult times, it’s nothing compared to the positive and beautiful experiences I have had here.

Doing these kind of things while remaining true to myself and connected to the people in my life is a glorious challenge. It’s painful at times but why live in worry and fear? I’m learning to celebrate and live with color and passion….life has never tasted sweeter.

Peace in Silence

“Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.”

Last week A.J. and I traveled to Edinburgh, Scotland to spend Thanksgiving with his dad and sister.  It was a lovely few days with them, sharing hugs, smiles, laughter, wine, and, of course, Whisky.  Not only were he and I blessed to be with family on Thanksgiving, but the four of us shared in the first snowfall of the season.  I always seem to forget how magical that first snowfall really is, marking the beginning of a joyful Christmas season.

Our winter white invite to Edinburgh

Throughout the duration of our trip, I couldn’t quite place my finger on why it is I loved that first snowfall so much.  In any given year, I’m ready to say goodbye to winter the first time the temperature drops below forty degrees.  But, this year, it is different.  Pleasantly different.

After some stressful and seemingly treacherous driving conditions due to the snow while in Scotland, I expected myself to resent the snow that greeted me upon my return to Reutlingen.  Yet, as I write this blog, I am staring out at the snowy mountains and find it more beautiful than ever before.  It’s been an unusually quiet weekend here in Reutlingen, so quiet, in fact, that as I look out my window it’s as if I can actually see the silence.  The silence of Winter that usually causes me such restlessness has now transformed into peacefulness.

While it is probable that I am welcoming winter with such warmth because that means home is now near, I’d like to think that it’s a result of this semester’s learned lessons.  The past four months have led me to find the beauty in almost anything.  In silence, peace.  In longing, hope.  And in affliction, faith.  And so I’m left where I started:

“Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.” (The Desiderata Poem)

Here’s to new things.

Snails. I ate them.

The idea to some seems rather repulsive, mostly because of the mental prejudice we have for gooey, slimy things. Escargot, as it turns out, tastes fantastic but has the texture and composition similar to calamari. Also on my list of new things I tried in Paris was bone marrow of lamb. It was salty and delicious.

As my semester wanes, the advice I have for new study abroad students is simple: Leave your presumptions at home. I urge you to throw yourself headfirst at things you’ve never tried. Skip the McDonalds and instead go to the local pub on the corner and get fish and chips. Ignore the Starbucks and instead opt for Auntie’s Tea Shop, a family owned cafe. Put back the bottle of Budweiser, and instead pour something from Samuel Smith’s Brewery, or Theakston’s Old Peculier Ale.

You may not like everything you try, but you’ll never know until you do.

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