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By jadoerge

Semester Break Vacation Part 6: Venice and Milan

After leaving the radically different Italian island known as Sicily, it was time to visit and old friend, Venice! Having stayed in the city for nearly a week during my time studying abroad in high school, I was excited to see the city without the pressure of trying to visit every big attraction in the two short days that we were there. After a late night water taxi to our apartment a few blocks from the Rialto Bridge and some rest to recharge our batteries, we set out to explore the endless mazes of canals that make up Venice.

Although the plan was to start the day at St. Mark’s Square and figure out a plan from there, the walk to the massive plaza turned out to be a bit of an adventure itself. From the outdoor flea markets to the multitude of shops selling carnival masks from 1 Euro to thousands, getting lost in Venice is one thing that I would recommend doing to anyone at some point in Venice, simply to discover things that might not be covered in Frommer’s guides or Trip Advisor. On this particular sidetrack, I discovered the beauty of one of Italy’s most prestigious tobacco pipe makers, Savinelli. From the simple briar pipe to elegant carvings of various objects, it was great to see that this particular tradition of woodworking was still alive and well in Italy. ...continue reading "A Sinking Feeling"

By jadoerge

This week, I’m going to take a quick break from my many observations and experiences of my semester break travels to post about something here at home in Munich that was just a blast to be  part of: the Champions League final!

Despite losing 2 of these finals in the last 3 years, Bayern München was back with a vengeance. After beating FC Barcelona in the semi-finals, FC Bayern München was off to the finals of the Champions League in London! As it so happened, Borussia Dortmund also won their semi-final match and this year’s final was all set to be a Bundes Liga dominated, all German game! Unfortunately, since the game was being held in Wembley Stadium in London, only a few Germans were able to go see the game live. So that left myself, along with a ton of other people here in Munich, looking for somewhere to watch this game with fellow FCB supporters. With only a week left before the game, two venues were announced for massive, live public viewings: the Theresienwiese fair grounds (where Oktoberfest is traditionally held) and inside of the Allianz Arena itself which serves as the home turf to Bayern München. Of course my first instinct was to go watch it at the arena itself, and this was only intensified when I learned that they would be giving out free tickets to watch at the arena while the other viewing would cost 7 Euros per person! So I got to the arena on the specified day as soon as possible after class to pick up the 4 tickets that anyone was able to get if they waited in line. Even though I was only 15 minutes late, there were already at least four or five thousand people lined up outside the arena to claim their seats to watch this historic final. After a bitter cold two hours in line, I finally had my tickets in hand and couldn’t wait for the day to arrive. ...continue reading "Super Bayern, Super Bayern, HEY HEY"

By unprofoundobservations

Goodbye ParisIn three days I will be leaving France much as I arrived: colder than I would have liked, a little tired and overwhelmed, and with almost no comprehension of how wonderful this city can be. Although the weather has remained fairly foul and I never got the springtime in Paris that I've waited so long for, the city has always been beautiful. I cannot believe that 5 months have passed so quickly and it seems that there's still so much left to do. Like all Parisians tell me: il faut que je revienne, but who can say when I'll next have the opportunity to visit Paris? The sad truth of traveling is that one needs both time and money, and you rarely ever have the two to spare at once. I'm confident that I'll make it back one day, though I could never say where to exactly or under what circumstances. I have loved my time in Paris, but every day here makes me realize how difficult it is to come to know a place. Paris is classically marvelous and will always be a home, but the world is full of strange cities with infinite home-potential and I fully intend to explore the possibilities. Though I still don't think I completely understand Paris, I appreciate it. ...continue reading "Paris don’t let me leave you this way"

By aubreygunnels

It’s over. Two words that are having trouble sinking in. I’m officially home.

Its hard to imagine summing up this experience in one post. It’s also hard to imagine this being my last blog post.

I’m currently wearing shorts, holding a pair of car keys, listening to country music, and sitting in a neighborhood Starbucks. Welcome to the burbs.

Where to start?

The question I have already gotten 5 times “what was my favorite part?” ...continue reading "Eye Opening and Life Changing"

By jadoerge

Semester Break Vacation: Part 5

After an uneventful night aboard the very large ferry between Naples and Sicily and many games of “Mafia” a.k.a. “Palermo Nights,” we finally arrived into the incredibly picturesque port of Palermo. As we pulled into the dock with sunrise just above the mountains, it became clear that life aboard this little island would likely differ greatly from life on the mainland, particularly in Naples. After disembarking and noticing that the morning traffic was beginning to rumble along the coastal highway, we took off in search of our bed and breakfast for the next few days. On the way there, we ascertained a rather grim impression of the island at first glance. For example, we saw plenty of trash on the streets, many barely-functioning cars, an ancient city wall filled with graffiti and a lack of upkeep, and a general lack of attention to the buildings and infrastructure in the city of Palermo. Upon checking into our B&B, we headed out for our first taste of Sicily at a small local bakery where we gorged on rum-soaked pastries, small, glazed lobster-tail-shaped flakey deserts, and a variety of filled, fresh baked dough pockets. Despite the lack of upkeep in regards to infrastructure, I can say with confidence that the Sicilians spare no expense with their food. Having satiated our empty stomachs, we headed out to explore the downtown area. After not two city blocks, we were approached by a very eccentric man with a horse and buggy offering to take us on a tour of the city. Our program director, being quite the explorer in search of new experiences, signed us up on the spot and soon enough, we were trotting down the cobblestone streets of Palermo with 10 people in two carriages designed for 4. Despite the slight feeling of being cramped, we all enjoyed the fresh air and the opportunity to acquaint ourselves with the city in a very short amount of time. After approximately 1.5-2 hours touring the city, we said arrivederci to our tour guide and went out in search, of course, for more food. After wandering for a while, we settled on a rather run-down establishment in a residential alley near downtown next to a couple of very famous hat stores and a very interesting hand-made porcelain shop. Once again, Sicily did not disappoint with a wonderful house-wine, freshly baked bread, and a plate of grilled swordfish that would have dwarfed even a larger T-bone steak. After lunch, I peeked into the small but well known hat store which had hand-made Sicilian style hats (similar to paper-boy hats in the States) made from 100% Sicilian wool. Finding it hard to pass up such an authentic souvenir, I walked away with a great navy-blue cashmere/wool hat and looked positively Sicilian for the rest of the trip…minus the great tan and dark hair, of course. After a few more uneventful hours, and another great dinner, we called it quits for the night, having been up since 4 or 5am. ...continue reading "Palermo Nights"

By crstein1

It seems a bit as if I just pressed pause on my life at home.  Although I know it's not true, some part of me expects that I'll go home to the exact same situations as how I left them in January.  Part of this feeling comes from the fact that the weather hasn’t been too summer-ish, and I can’t associate this time of year with the warm summer, beach-weather that I love so much.  But part of the feeling also results from the time-warp of being abroad.  While I’m off exploring the world, understanding each day to be a new adventure, home has remained constant, with little variation. ...continue reading "Final Remarks"

By unprofoundobservations

I have less than two weeks left in Paris and I'm beginning to experience a biazrre mix of excitement to return to everything I know and love state-side, and depression at the thought of leaving everything strange and beautiful that is Paris. It seems to be a sentiment shared by many of my fellow study-abroaders, and I honestly have no idea how to reconcile the two. My time abroad has been amazing, challenging, and more than I could have visualized four months ago. However, there's a part of me that cannot wait to return to a real, routine, potentially more productive life. Knowing that you'll only have a limited amount of time in a fabulous space ensures your commitment to thoroughly exploring it, but it also constantly reminds you that you'll soon be saying au revoir. ...continue reading "I’m studying abroad. That’s a pretentious way of saying I’m… unemployed at the moment."

By unprofoundobservations

I've spent the past three weeks seeing Paris through everyone's eyes but my own. My fantastic family traversed the Atlantic to see me two weeks ago (to see me and the pastry I should say) and I was able to spend a week showing them my city and having some of the touristy adventures I hadn't yet experienced. It was wonderful to see them and to frolic around Paris with three people who - like me a few months ago -  were experiencing the city for the first time. Granted, their Paris was relatively warm and in full bloom while I came to the city under 3 cm of snow, but their wonder was contagious. In addition to eating better than I have in weeks, I was able to see a tourist's Paris complete with all of the romanticism and splendor that Americans search for in this city. We saw the streets flooded with parties as the Gay Marriage Act passed and spent days strolling through the Tuilleries under the blue Parisian sky. Paris is finally showing itself to be everything that I had hoped. Though 10 degrees and some foliage may not seem like much, Paris in the spring is a far more beautiful experience than one could imagine and I can finally begin to see la vie en rose that everyone is fond of talking about. ...continue reading "We manage to be together for a few moments and then off she goes"

By aubreygunnels

6 days. 12 hours. 31 minutes until my flight takes off across the big pond back to the land of free water, country music, and ranch dressing (among other things).  INSANE.

I’m having a terrible time wrapping my head around this fact. It’s that hell week. When you have to pack up everything you own, while studying for finals, saying goodbye to friends, and maintaining sanity. Finals week in the spring is horrific situation endured by college kids across the world but this week in a different country is a sick joke.

Trying to plan out this beautiful master piece of scheduling, making sure you fit in everything before you leave until god knows when is hard (drastic understatement) So what’s on the list? What do I have to do before I depart back to the DC life?

I can hardly think of a thing. My initial reaction to this realization was confused/horrified.. but giving it a second thought, not having anything left you absolutely have to do before you leave? That’s definitely an ideal situation. I know what I have done in Europe is just the tip of the ice burg but I think I completed the things I was really set off to do coming to Europe. ...continue reading "Finals and Departure Prep"

By jadoerge

After returning to Munich to re-pack and reload on supplies for a day, Morgan and I were on the road again with a small group from our program led by the program director on a romp through Italy! On the agenda: Naples, Sicily and Venice. We decided beforehand that we wanted to pay particular attention to the old ruins in these areas and spend most of our time revolving around ancient history and culture in Italy in addition to the usual sightseeing! ...continue reading "Feeling Neapolitan (but not the ice cream)"