Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Yes, I Wore a Lederhosen

Words cannot describe the study abroad experience that I have endured for the past 2 months. I am not only finding my self-identity, but I am also building personal relationships here in Florence and throughout Europe with other individuals of other cultures. Thus far, I have encountered many uncomfortable situations, but these have helped me build a stronger character and become a better global citizen. The breathtaking views of the Amalfi Coast, Cinque Terre, Chianti, Sienna, etc will leave me with a dream-like quality that I will never forget. This past weekend, a large group of us went to Munich, Germany for Oktoberfest. I had the time of my life drinking steins of beer and eating bratwurst and chicken, while wearing my feather fedora and lederhosen (an awesome German outfit). The lederhosen was tight but I felt like a true German with it on. I might even wear it for Halloween. Anyway, we went to the different beer tents, singing songs to the top of our lungs. At our table, we met a group of Italians and Germans who were about the same age as us. We were at the table with them from 9am to 5pm and we had a blast telling stories, while trying to translate different meanings, since no one was fluent in any specific language. In the end, we received their contact info and we plan on meeting up soon in the future. We got on the train and went back to our campsite, where we listened to music and played games until we couldn't any longer. While in Germany, we also went to the BMW museum where we saw all the new and old models. I wanted to purchase the 2012 M3 Coupe but I told the sellers that I might be back in about 10 years. On the last day, we visited the concentration camp in Dachau, which was a very emotional and moving experience. After packing up, we got on the bus and drove through the Alps, which is the beautiful mountain range that everyone talks about. Traveling on a bus, train, or plane is an experience in of itself and I always look forward to the transport. Now that I'm back in Florence, I can focus on creating more works of art and get the inspiration I need to do so. I can go to my favorite cafe and grab a pastry or even get a nice glass of wine with a side of prosciutto. Every day here is eventful and you always see something new. Now I am just waiting to go on my cruise through Rome, Sicily, Crete, Turkey, and my homeland of Greece. I don't want to go back home now as this is the most gratifying and fun experience that I couldn't have imagined in any of my dreams. Now I am in one and I can't get out.

1 comment:

  1. Wonderful post. I enjoyed reading about your adventures.