All Day it Seems We've Been in Between a Past and Future Town
Another year gone. Moving on to junior status. There were a lot of hard times, there were also a lot of great times. I helped organize a mildly successful performance at Campus Sing after becoming secretary of the fraternity, I endulged myself in the social atmosphere of WoW with some friends and made some pretty cool memories, started a new job at an Art Gallery and was hired for another during the summer, successfully brewed delicious and potent beer really cheap with a friend (Buddy Brew!), went to Chicago, Gatlinburg, and the other part of the northern hemisphere...
But Europe. People ask me to tell them how it was... It's really hard. There is no definite response, a certain summary one can give for how at home a person can feel when they are in fact very far from it. Instead, I reply with a bunch of little stories that do their best to explain how great of a time I had without giving away too much but at the same time relating the sort of atmosphere we all felt when we were there. I'd like to post a few of those bullets... or stories. And some pictures. We went to Venice, Italy; Bled, Slovenia; Ljubljana, Slovenia; Split, Croatia; Dubrovnik, Slovia; and a little island off of Dubrovnik called Lokrum.
But now most of my friends have left for summer, some will be staying to help with jobs at Transy. I'm living in the socially inept dorms of Transy this summer while I work. It's quite here... A little too isolated. I've been driving over to see my family every day. I'll see Sara probably one more time before the end of summer, hopefully atleast once more before school starts.
It's been a year of changing and growing. I wouldn't change it for anything.
Maybe I should grow a beard this summer....
But Europe. People ask me to tell them how it was... It's really hard. There is no definite response, a certain summary one can give for how at home a person can feel when they are in fact very far from it. Instead, I reply with a bunch of little stories that do their best to explain how great of a time I had without giving away too much but at the same time relating the sort of atmosphere we all felt when we were there. I'd like to post a few of those bullets... or stories. And some pictures. We went to Venice, Italy; Bled, Slovenia; Ljubljana, Slovenia; Split, Croatia; Dubrovnik, Slovia; and a little island off of Dubrovnik called Lokrum.
- We sang in the oldest cathedral in existance today (the one in Split, Croatia), and during our latin piece written by one of the professors at Transy, I looked up to see a nun who has dedicated her life to this cathedral and saw tears rolling down her face.
- Rocking out a nude beach with Gray and Alex after warning the group of girls we were with that we would... And then seeing this built dwarf we met on the boat to the island joining us. Yay for Lokrum, Croatia.
- Gray asking a man in Croatia if he could pet his dog while making a very violent petting motion, and the dog owner - after taking a brief moment of thinking - saying no, and petting the dog himself.
- Singing with TBA in Ljubljana, Split, and Dubrovnik and getting a really big crowd to watch us singing Doo-wop, even clapping off beat. Bigger than any crowd we've had since I've joined.
- The British indian woman in the lagoon of Lokrum and her family. Her telling her little british kid in the thickest British accent, "I can see ya' winky!"
- Reaching the top of a cliff in Bled, where a Castle was sitting, and looking up to see the alps. An authentic breathtaking moment.
- The southern Slovenian woman in Ljubljana who wanted to chat after buying me a beer
- Going to a dance club with Gray and Bryan, and them being really awkward about it while I was having a blast.
- Led Zeppelin 2, the name we gave two Ljubljana kids playing at a bar. They played covers of the cheesiest 80's music.
- Team Laško and all the good times we had drinking together
- The food. Black Seafood Risotto - fancy rice dish covered in the ink of a cuddlefish, came with one steamed mollusc and a free shot of brandy. Seafood covered pizzas. Kebabs and the kava! I will never see coffee that thick again.
- Attempting to speak the native languages, and messing it up all the time. Dobro veče!
- My first legal martini in our hotel-turned mansion of Mestre, Venice. Enjoying that and the conversation of some good friends on its porch.
- Bringing our letters and our flag to show them off in Venice and the rest of Europe.
- On our last night, getting arm and arm with all our friends, some new, some old... And singing Precious Lord together. Never had those words meant more than at that moment.
I have more pictures on my facebook, you should check them out.
I'll never forget these things. Never. It was worth every little bit of money.
But now most of my friends have left for summer, some will be staying to help with jobs at Transy. I'm living in the socially inept dorms of Transy this summer while I work. It's quite here... A little too isolated. I've been driving over to see my family every day. I'll see Sara probably one more time before the end of summer, hopefully atleast once more before school starts.
It's been a year of changing and growing. I wouldn't change it for anything.
Maybe I should grow a beard this summer....