Sunday, April 10, 2011

Final Entry



Back home, at long last, in Seattle, Washington, USA.

I'd just like to thank you all for your love and support and for helping make this opportunity possible for me. This year was by the far the best year of my life and I'm blessed to have had such great friends and family supporting me from home.

I love you guys! Here's to the next adventure.

Liz

"I believe like a child that suffering will be healed and made up for, that all the humiliating absurdity of human contradictions will vanish like a pitiful mirage, like the despicable fabrication of the impotent and infinitely small Euclidean mind of man, that in the world's finale, at the moment of eternal harmony, something so precious will come to pass that it will suffice for all hearts, for the comforting of all resentments, for the atonement of all the crimes of humanity, for all the blood that they've shed; that it will make it not only possible to forgive but to justify all that has happened."

— Fyodor Dostoevsky

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Less Than 24 Hours Left

Last day on this continent.
Wow.
Be seeing you all soon!


"God will have begun to do serious work through us."
--Glen Argan

Friday, April 1, 2011

That's A Wrap




Indeed, things are wrapping up fast. Finals start tomorrow. People are already packing. Our plane leaves early Wednesday morning. How is this possible???

Our final Gala took place last night on the rooftop of the beautiful, 4-star Grand Hotel Baglioni. Everyone dressed up and snapped pictures as twilight fell over the city. The view was incredible – you could see for miles, and we were so close one felt they could almost reach out and touch the Duomo. Dinner, speeches, and awards followed; we laughed a lot, cried a little, and toasted one incredible year.

Today we hiked to the top of the Duomo and took even MORE pictures of the surrounding city. We climbed over 400 spiraling stairs and finally emerged into the sun, dizzy and panting, hundreds of feet in the air…

The weather has been amazing and I’ve been putting on the pounds thanks to even more delicious food than usual.

Happy April Fool’s Day everyone! Go out and prank your friends…I definitely did…

Love to all!

"If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world."

--C.S. Lewis

Thursday, March 31, 2011

6 Days and Counting...






Wow, it really has been quite a long time since I’ve updated this thing. Sorry for the delay! Things here have been busy and stressful as usual, to say the least. (“Busy and stressful” being a major understatement.)

Oh, how time flies…we officially end our sophomore year of study abroad in just 6 short days. I can hardly believe I will soon be going back to a life of normalcy in the states. No more wallets full of eight different types of currency? No more sprinting through foreign airports? No more getting yelled at by speeding vespa riders? No more pasta, twice a day, every day?

These past few weeks have been a blur of travels, exams, and other typical adventures. I’ll be heartbroken to leave, but excited for a much-needed BREAK.

Since I last wrote:

-Making funny videos in Rome

-Spending spring break in the beautiful cities of Athens and Santorini (Greece!)

-Standing on Hitler’s would-be WWII victory celebration stage in Heidelberg, Germany

-Climbing ancient castles at midnight

-Snoring through an Italian opera in Torino

-Lots and lots of chocolate festivals

-Relaxing in the SUN!

-Daytrip to the beautiful Lago di Como

-Getting stuck in Bologna over night

-Shopping in Milan

-Spending time in our beautiful home city, Florence

-And much, much more :)

I’ll try to do a better job of blogging these next few days. Hope everyone is well! Can't wait to see you soon! Love and prayers to all.

-Liz

"Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead."

- Louisa May Alcott

Monday, March 21, 2011

"The vision of a culture lies in what becomes its major institutions, in what it remembers as its most impacting events, in who it sees as its heroes."

- Joan Chittister

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Turkish Baths!




Let me describe this process with a bit more detail, so you really get the full affect.

No one really knew what to expect when we found out we would have the option of participating in a traditional Turkish Bath experience. All we were told was this: You go into the bath and get scrubbed down by a professional Turkish bather person. Oh, and you're naked.

Here's what happened.

We're each handed a plaid bath towel, underwear, a pair of slippers, and a scrubber at the door. Girls and guys separate to go into their respective chambers. We enter a large, warmly-lit circular room and walk up the stairs to a series of locker rooms, where we are given lockers and keys. We change into the underpants (nothing on top) and wrap ourselves in our towels, stuff our clothes in the lockers, take our scrubbers, and head to the bathing room.

It is even warmer and steamier in here. There is a giant, smooth, heated marble slab in the middle of the room. All the women are lying on it, and the ones on the outside of the circle are covered in suds, being scrubbed down by professionally-trained turkish women in swimsuits. We find room amongst all the bodies and lay out on the heated slab, which is very relaxing. Everyone's naked on top but it is, surprisingly, not awkward. (We're all girls, after all.)

When it's my turn, the nearest Turkish women pats my booty and scoots me over to the edge of the slab, where she begins to scrub my entire body. She then dips the sponge into some sort of special soap and COVERS me with suds, then scrubs some more. Every inch of me is polished when she's through. She pats me again to signal that she is done, then leads me by the hand to a small fountain on one wall. Here she lathers my hair and washes it and my face and neck. Then she shows me where to go next: the jacuzzi room.

It is a small room off the main one that contains two jacuzzi pools. One is like a normal-sized hot tub; the other is the size of an actual pool, and about as deep. The water is hot and there is a fountain at the far end. We hang out in this pool for a long time, swimming laps and washing off the last of the suds.

And that's it. We get warm, dry towels and dry off. Change back into our clothes. We're offered drinks and facials. Everyone feels warm and relaxed - a perfect end to a long day of walking.

Conclusion? Operation Turkish Baths: SUCCESS!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Turkey anyone?


"Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God, To God's holy people in Ephesus, the faithful in Christ Jesus..." -Ephesians 1:1




This semester our educational field trip was to the great and beautiful land of Turkey, a country famous for being "halfway between two continents". We flew into Istanbul early Tuesday morning and then from there took a short flight to Izmir. We spent one night in a nearby tourist town and the next day toured the ancient city of Ephesus. The ruins were incredible. I can't believe my friends and I got to walk the same streets Paul did only shortly after the resurrection of Christ! WOW.

We spent the remainder of the week in Istanbul, which to me seemed like a city straight out of Star Wars with its towering mosques and palaces and sparkling waterfront. We even got to take a ferry up the Bosphorus Strait and cross over onto the Asian side.

We shopped and bargained at the Grand Bazaar, where you can get beautiful accessories for as little as one turkish lira (about 63 cents) but have to deal with creepy storeowners telling you they've seen you on TV, grabbing your hand, and assuring you they have exactly what you need. We sampled tea and tobacco at the Spice Bazaar and stuffed ourselves full of baklava, fresh pomegranate juice, and turkish delight. We also toured the mosques, visited the sultan's palace, viewed his jewels (including a one-of-a-kind samurai sword), got scrubbed down in a traditional turkish bath, saw how turkish rugs and pots are made, and watched the prayer of the whirling dervishes.

It was a trip quite unlike any other.

"People like you enrich the dreams of the worlds, and it is dreams that create history. People like you are unknowing transformers of things, protected by your own fairy-tale, by love." -Ben Okri

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Life is a dream






"But not a hair of your head will perish. By your endurance you will gain your souls."

- Luke 21:18-19

Last weekend = spiritual retreat in Tuscany. A great time of reflection and relaxation mixed with good friends, singing, dancing, long meals, and hot fires. I got to ride a horse AND cook banana chocolate-chip pancakes in a beautiful Tuscan kitchen. Life is a dream.

This weekend is my first long weekend without any trips whatsoever. Of course, there is nothing disappointing about staying in Florence. Staying in Florence means:
-long, relaxing breakfasts of pastries and panini at Cafe Lib
-walking around the museums and gardens at Pitti Palace
-getting milkshakes and complimentary mimosas in an American-style diner
-watching movies and catching up on laundry
-eating lunch in an overcrowded Florentine restaurant
-studying next to the Duomo, sketching in the park. Life is a dream!

Leaving for Turkey on Tuesday. Currently planning trips to Rome and eventually, Germany. (How crazy that we can decide we want to visit Heidelberg and five minutes later buy tickets during a homework break.) Sunday night we're having a Superbowl party (assuming all studying is done). Life is a dream!

Sending my love to all of you. God is so good! Have a blessed weekend!!!
Liz

‎"You don't have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body" - C.S. Lewis

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Love, Pray, Eat







Ah, times are changing. The busyness is back with classes, activities, travels, and life in general. Aside from Italian I'm taking Sociology of Religion and Developmental Psychology, both of which are proving to be FASCINATING subjects. So begins the battle for my choice of a major. Psych? Soc? Creative Writing? Journalism? If last semester primarily stretched my heart, this one so far is stretching my mind. I love it.

In other news, traveled with some girlfriends to Milan and Verona last Saturday. We went inside the Duomo in Milan and, of course, shopped, then ate lunch and hopped aboard a train to Verona, where we again toured the city on foot and got to see La Casa di Giulietta (Juliet's house and balcony). It was a cute, quaint little city and we had a lot of fun despite the frigid weather.

And there you have it. Continuing to meet with our missionary friends every Wednesday for Bible study, and a bunch of the students are coming together this weekend for a spiritual retreat in Tuscany. In just a couple weeks we're going to TURKEY, with many more exciting trips to follow. It was also fun hanging out with Reilly, as she was visiting Italy with other art students from Biola University. Filling up on too much pesto pizza, green apple juice, and cream-filled croissants (among other things). Praying often, laughing a lot.

God is good! Ciao for now,
Liz

‎"Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due,
 When it is in your power to do it." -Proverbs 3:27

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Fire and Ice




Yesterday marked the end of Intensive Italian! For our fun activity this year we all got to learn the art of Italian flag-twirling. What a unique and cool experience it was.

Today, we hit up the slopes. Yay for successfully being able to say that I've skiied in 3 different countries! The weather was perfect but the conditions were ice, ice, and more ice - it was more like skating than skiing. I collided with a snowboarder (stupid snowboarders) and we both fell and slid down the mountain about three miles before we were able to clamber back up. Nonetheless, it was a glorious and thrilling experience. The drive was about two hours long and the timing was perfect - we got to ride through Tuscany at sunrise and then again at sunset. What a beautiful, beautiful, BEAUTIFUL place. God, you are quite the artist.

"Be strong! We are not here to play, to dream, to drift, We have hard work to do, and loads to lift. Shun not the struggle, face it, 'tis God's gift. Be strong! Say not the days are evil - who's to blame? And fold the hands and acquiesce - O shame. Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God's name. Be strong! It matters not how deep-entrenched the wrong, how hard the battle goes, the day how long, Faint not, fight on! Tomorrow comes the song."

-Maltbie Davenport Babcock

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Assisi!





"[Jesus] came to Simon Peter, who said to him, 'Lord, are you going to wash my feet?' Jesus answered, 'You do not know now what I am doing, but later you will understand.' Peter said to him, 'You will never wash my feet.' Jesus answered, 'Unless I wash you, you have no share with me.'" John 13:6-8


Day 3 back in Florence. I'm dreadfully sick with a fever, body pain, and no appetite, but got some antibiotics from the Italian doctors and will hopefully be up and running again soon. Still, prayers are much appreciated!

We are in the middle of our Intensive Italian week and once that's over we'll be diving once more into classes and travels.

On Sunday we went as a group to the city of Assisi, located just a few hours south of Florence. We saw the tombs of St. Francis and St. Clare, both of whom were born in the city, as well as the cross where St. Francis got his revelation from Christ. It was a really cool place; made of stone, located in the hills, and completely walled in to protect against invaders.

I am ecstatic to be traveling again and anxious to learn as much as possible while I'm here. And I am continually amazed at the grace and kindness of the Lord, and the opportunities He has provided.

God bless and arrivederci!
Liz

"If the only prayer you say in your life is 'thank you,' that would suffice."

- Meister Eckhart

Saturday, January 8, 2011

2nd Semester

I'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
Time for round 2. Let's do this.

‎"It's a funny thing about coming home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You realize what's changed is you.” - Benjamin Button