So after getting the diagnosis of bronchitis and tonsillitis I've been laying low.
Having 1 infection while travelling would have been mean enough.
Having 2 is probably the most irritating thing I've ever experienced.
At least the German doctor I went to see was REALLY nice, even though there was a mix up wire th age and everyone thought I was 14 for a while, until I se them straight saying I was 22 and then my friend Fallon announced to me that she thinks I look only about 15/16 so I kind of fail on looking my age lately. Thanks Fallon.
Also my google chrome is all in Italian, which is annoying the hell out of me, so if I mis-spell a lot it's because I have lost my spell check. I am also not computer savvy enough to fix it.
Anyway,
Though I am ill, I am on an antibiotic to kill out those bacteria living in my lungs and throat! YAY!
And I had enough energy to go run errands with Carol and take care of her dog and eat out and go shopping for dirndls and lingerie.
I even went to Frankfurt this last weekend to meet some family (cousins). I met my dad's cousin Mark and his son David and Saturday afternoon we spent it doing a walking tour of the city. Which amongst wonderful new sky-scrapers were charming fragments of the old city which had been largely destroyed in WWII. I really want to go back to see the city at Christmas time.
On Sunday Mark met with me to take me to a smaller city outside of Frankfurt accesible by train, Rudesheim, a UNESCO world heritage site, and then we caught a boat and sailed the Rhein River for the afternoon. Minus a terrible sunburn on my shoulders and chest, it was a WONDERFUL experience. The river was dotted with castles and charming little villages with architecture and buildings dating back to the middle ages. We had some local wine next to a building dated 1368, and discussed how old it was, and that it was before greats like Da Vinci and Galileo. What WAS happening in the world that year? What did people believe in that town way back then? My answer would be that the church was integral to their daily lives, they would have been wealthy to have such a large home, and that their life would have been heavily influenced by the trade and fishing on the Rhein.
Once again I noted my love of being on the water. The smell, the feeling, the emotion. I often like to imagine I'm some great world traveler and explorer off to find new things to write about to tell people about. Then I realize I am surrounded by thirty other tourists and that these places have been known for a very long time. But I still like to pretend I am finding threads of something lost or unknown.
After the cruise it was a train back to Frankfurt, where I promptly passed out until reaching the city, then in was a three hour bus ride back to Stuttgart.
Monday was shopping in Stuttgart, and Tuesday we went to a traditional German Mineral Thermbad. Or Mineral bath house. Meaning one had a variety of natura hot spring pools to enjoy or the other option of going to sit and refresh totally nude in one of several different saunas. I tried both the pools and saunas and found it a relaxing and refreshing experiences and wonderful for my being sick.
Today it's more errands, and such.
Tomorrow I am doing photography of Fallon and McKenna in their dirndls in a medieval walled city, followed by dinner and drinks in the city with Fallon and her friend Alex.
Friday is going to see a baroque palace (time/weather permitting)
and Saturday it's off to Strasbourg, France for classic architecture and charm in a German influenced part of Alsace, and we should return Sunday.
Monday I fly to London, stay the night in a hostel there, and then Tuesday I will attempt to do some photography and then head back to Denver. Time is a ticking on this adventure.
Which makes me sad.
I have to go back to real life soon.
Which means I have Ryan, a real plus.
But also means I have work, and family, and a million other things like bills and cleaning that I have to do.
Not to mention school. Which I am having a really hard time wanting to return to.
Not that I don't want to keep learning, that I DESPERATELY want to do, it's that I don't know what I'm learning at CSU.
A month in Italy and I feel like I learned more there than I have in a year and a half of classes at CSU, and that is not to say I haven't had some AMAZING teachers at CSU. They're just not all amazing. Some have been soul crushing, intimidating, mean, lazy, our of touch, or just plain shouldn't teach. So it scares me. It scares me to be so in debt for something I am not enjoying half the time, and that I SHOULD be. Can't it be that things are taught to all learning styles? All kinds of people? That's what happened in Italy, why doesn't it at always happen at COLORADO STATE?
I don't want to rip on the school but I feel dissapointed half the time. One semester I'll have an inspiring visual communication teacher that sparks an interest in web development, or a history teacher that gets me excited again about 18th century clothing and design. Yet, on the other hand I'll have the history teacher that only wants dates and names, or an English professor that tells everyone how horribly untalented they are.
I shouldn't be depressed about more than half the education I am recieving.
But I don't know what to do.
I am LITERALLY a semester and a half from a history degree, and I will have both History and a Journalism degree in two years.
Do I transfer now to the online world and learn from a webcam and writings?
Or move to UNC and stress about how to commute to Greeley all the time when I co-own one car with my boyfriend, who needs the car to go to work to pay his bills and to take his daughter to a better school in Loveland.
I don't know what to do, other than HOPE for a better set of classes and teachers the next four semesters (6 if we count summer) and wishfully think I'll get excited about walking around the clark building all day for two years. There are WONDERFUL teachers at CSU, can I please just have them the next two years? PLEASE!?!?
At the end of the day I just want to learn, REALLY learn, REALLY get excited about the world, REALLY want to feel like changing it for the better, REALLY want to be passionate....that's all I want...but why do I have to go 5,000 miles away to find it?
Enough of a rant...time to explore some more of Germany.
~Rebecca Lee Robinson
P.S. have some ideas for me? please feel free to comment.
Having 1 infection while travelling would have been mean enough.
Having 2 is probably the most irritating thing I've ever experienced.
At least the German doctor I went to see was REALLY nice, even though there was a mix up wire th age and everyone thought I was 14 for a while, until I se them straight saying I was 22 and then my friend Fallon announced to me that she thinks I look only about 15/16 so I kind of fail on looking my age lately. Thanks Fallon.
Also my google chrome is all in Italian, which is annoying the hell out of me, so if I mis-spell a lot it's because I have lost my spell check. I am also not computer savvy enough to fix it.
Anyway,
Though I am ill, I am on an antibiotic to kill out those bacteria living in my lungs and throat! YAY!
And I had enough energy to go run errands with Carol and take care of her dog and eat out and go shopping for dirndls and lingerie.
I even went to Frankfurt this last weekend to meet some family (cousins). I met my dad's cousin Mark and his son David and Saturday afternoon we spent it doing a walking tour of the city. Which amongst wonderful new sky-scrapers were charming fragments of the old city which had been largely destroyed in WWII. I really want to go back to see the city at Christmas time.
On Sunday Mark met with me to take me to a smaller city outside of Frankfurt accesible by train, Rudesheim, a UNESCO world heritage site, and then we caught a boat and sailed the Rhein River for the afternoon. Minus a terrible sunburn on my shoulders and chest, it was a WONDERFUL experience. The river was dotted with castles and charming little villages with architecture and buildings dating back to the middle ages. We had some local wine next to a building dated 1368, and discussed how old it was, and that it was before greats like Da Vinci and Galileo. What WAS happening in the world that year? What did people believe in that town way back then? My answer would be that the church was integral to their daily lives, they would have been wealthy to have such a large home, and that their life would have been heavily influenced by the trade and fishing on the Rhein.
Once again I noted my love of being on the water. The smell, the feeling, the emotion. I often like to imagine I'm some great world traveler and explorer off to find new things to write about to tell people about. Then I realize I am surrounded by thirty other tourists and that these places have been known for a very long time. But I still like to pretend I am finding threads of something lost or unknown.
After the cruise it was a train back to Frankfurt, where I promptly passed out until reaching the city, then in was a three hour bus ride back to Stuttgart.
Monday was shopping in Stuttgart, and Tuesday we went to a traditional German Mineral Thermbad. Or Mineral bath house. Meaning one had a variety of natura hot spring pools to enjoy or the other option of going to sit and refresh totally nude in one of several different saunas. I tried both the pools and saunas and found it a relaxing and refreshing experiences and wonderful for my being sick.
Today it's more errands, and such.
Tomorrow I am doing photography of Fallon and McKenna in their dirndls in a medieval walled city, followed by dinner and drinks in the city with Fallon and her friend Alex.
Friday is going to see a baroque palace (time/weather permitting)
and Saturday it's off to Strasbourg, France for classic architecture and charm in a German influenced part of Alsace, and we should return Sunday.
Monday I fly to London, stay the night in a hostel there, and then Tuesday I will attempt to do some photography and then head back to Denver. Time is a ticking on this adventure.
Which makes me sad.
I have to go back to real life soon.
Which means I have Ryan, a real plus.
But also means I have work, and family, and a million other things like bills and cleaning that I have to do.
Not to mention school. Which I am having a really hard time wanting to return to.
Not that I don't want to keep learning, that I DESPERATELY want to do, it's that I don't know what I'm learning at CSU.
A month in Italy and I feel like I learned more there than I have in a year and a half of classes at CSU, and that is not to say I haven't had some AMAZING teachers at CSU. They're just not all amazing. Some have been soul crushing, intimidating, mean, lazy, our of touch, or just plain shouldn't teach. So it scares me. It scares me to be so in debt for something I am not enjoying half the time, and that I SHOULD be. Can't it be that things are taught to all learning styles? All kinds of people? That's what happened in Italy, why doesn't it at always happen at COLORADO STATE?
I don't want to rip on the school but I feel dissapointed half the time. One semester I'll have an inspiring visual communication teacher that sparks an interest in web development, or a history teacher that gets me excited again about 18th century clothing and design. Yet, on the other hand I'll have the history teacher that only wants dates and names, or an English professor that tells everyone how horribly untalented they are.
I shouldn't be depressed about more than half the education I am recieving.
But I don't know what to do.
I am LITERALLY a semester and a half from a history degree, and I will have both History and a Journalism degree in two years.
Do I transfer now to the online world and learn from a webcam and writings?
Or move to UNC and stress about how to commute to Greeley all the time when I co-own one car with my boyfriend, who needs the car to go to work to pay his bills and to take his daughter to a better school in Loveland.
I don't know what to do, other than HOPE for a better set of classes and teachers the next four semesters (6 if we count summer) and wishfully think I'll get excited about walking around the clark building all day for two years. There are WONDERFUL teachers at CSU, can I please just have them the next two years? PLEASE!?!?
At the end of the day I just want to learn, REALLY learn, REALLY get excited about the world, REALLY want to feel like changing it for the better, REALLY want to be passionate....that's all I want...but why do I have to go 5,000 miles away to find it?
Enough of a rant...time to explore some more of Germany.
~Rebecca Lee Robinson
P.S. have some ideas for me? please feel free to comment.
You are an amazing person! Keep following your dreams, and I know you will love the next 70 years!
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