I have come to fall in love with teaching in Catholic schools. What are YOU in love with?...

"Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything." - Pedro Arrupe
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Friday, July 19, 2019

Be Still My Heart (Stop 1: Zion)

I think I found my new favorite National Park.





Be still my heart.

While there were more people visiting than would normally be to my liking, we found many ways to strategically avoid the crowds (and heat). Go us! When we got to Zion, we checked in at our campsite, set up the tent & sleeping bags, had dinner in town at Amigos Mexican restaurant, and then watched sunset at Watchman/the bridge.

As you may or may not know, I am a sunrise, sunset, and star-chaser. But Zion isn't really known for its sunrises or sunsets, and I think that's mainly because it's situated within a valley of sorts - in fact, one of the rangers at the visitor center suggested going outside of the park to view both. Still, we actually had some really good sunsets right at/near our campsite:

South Campground

The Watchman



And the hiking did not disappoint. On our first full day, we did the Narrows. (We opted for this because there can be chances for flash floods, which prevents visitors from hiking the Virgin River, and on our first day we were in the clear.) I had read in the guidebook that you can beat the crowds at the Narrows by going early, as many people opt for the afternoon. (It turns out that the river is a great place to cool down and combat the heat!) So we got on one of the first tour buses of the day. (Many on our bus got off at Stop 6 (Angels Landing), which is another one to do early - we did this our last full day there.) All the way to the final stop (#9) we went. There were several other folks and groups around us, but we got to experience some wonderful serenity while being relatively people-free...until our way back near the very beginning. We got back around 1pm - it's a long hike, and can be even longer depending on how far you choose to go; we made it nearly to the Hanging Gardens.





It was definitely on the cooler side, but hiking against the current was hard work! At some points, the water was up to our waist and mid-chest. And, believe it or not, I found that going with the current on the way back was even harder in terms of keeping my balance because the rocks on the bottom are super slippery (and some are bigger than others, which you can't tell!). I definitely fell in 2-3 times (only up to my shoulders - I managed to keep my head dry!) and got a few bruises/scrapes. I consider them my battle scars. ;) It was such a unique and wonderful experience - the Narrows was my favorite hike of the trip! After that, no other hike really had a chance...

As you can imagine, the Narrows left us quite worn out, so we went back for lunch in the park at the "fast food" joint at the Lodge and then relaxed/napped at the campsite. It was still hot when we wanted to get moving again, so we went to the visitor's center for a quick stop (and so my friend could stamp her NP passport) before taking the shuttle (God bless the shuttle system in Zion! It's actually required in the summer/busy months when they restrict private car access past shuttle stop 5) into Spring Lake, the neighboring town, for dinner at a cute place called Bit & Spur. It was definitely a full day, but we had a little bit of daylight left, so we headed back to our campsite for wine and some card games. I learned how to play Mille Bornes!


The next morning, my friends slept in (and by sleeping in I mean like 7am) while I walked the perimeter of the campsite. We took the shuttle into town again for breakfast and coffee(!) at Meme's Cafe and then planned out our morning. We ended up doing a series of shorter hikes: Weeping Rock, Grotto Trail (linking Angels Landing trailhead with Zion Lodge), and the Lower Emerald Pools Trail. (Sadly, the Middle & Upper Emerald Pools Trails were closed due to recent rockfall.) While at the Lodge we had ice cream and checked out the gift shop.

It was time to beat the heat yet again, so we got in our rental car and headed up the Zion-Mt Carmel scenic drive. We ended up doing the Canyon Overlook hike, which turned out to be pretty neat. We really weren't expecting to enjoy it so much!

Checkerboard Mesa





After the hike we were back in the car and driving the scenic path back to our campsite.

Shower-less for over 2 days, it was time to pay up ($4 for 4 minutes) and get clean - the showers were right outside the park. YES!!!!! It felt so good. One friend needed to charge her phone with the outlet in the shower area, so my other friend and I headed to the brewery, which was right outside the park too. Our friend soon joined us, and we ended up just doing dinner at the brewery, as we were running tight on time to make the ranger talk at 8pm: "Canine and Feeling Fine." (It was about coyotes, and it was quite entertaining - Ranger Kyle was great and full of humor.)

And, we saw stars! Absolutely breathtaking and incredible. So, so wonderful.

(full) Day 3: Angels Landing. This was it. This is considered THE HIKE at Zion, especially if you make it all the way to the top. We got up super early this day to make the first shuttle bus. Success! The hike starts off with some steep switchbacks (so I'm glad we decided to bring the hiking poles)...

view looking back at how we came up

We hiked our way to the spot where we were .5 miles from the very top. This is where there was a bathroom and where I stowed my hiking poles (which I had read about doing on a blog). Onward!

Now, .5 miles may not seem like a lot, but that half mile turned out to be pretty long and strenuous. My two friends started with me but ended up turning back and waiting till I came back down due to some moderate fear of heights and the fact that you needed to use chains to pull yourself up at some points. So, I was on my own. I scrambled up pretty fast, surprising even myself. (Though, admittedly, I felt sore in my legs and arms for the following 2 days.) And I made it to the top! It was so invigorating, and I felt truly alive. Highly recommend that one, even with the steep drop-offs. (Just be smart!)



Yes, it was worth it - I soaked it in for a little bit before turning around. But going down was actually harder, as there were other hikers coming up the narrow path with the chains, so it was a game of stop and go (and, when possible, moving to the side) to allow for passing both ways. Amazing! Heading down the switchbacks with my friends was much easier than going up, and we soon found ourselves at the bottom and on the bus back to the Lodge, which was just one stop up. We ate there - it turned out to be the tail end of the breakfast buffet - and then headed to the museum to watch the 22 minute orientation video (which all of the parks have).

We then decided to make the drive to Kolob Canyons, which is the northwest-most part of the park. In fact, we had to exit the park and re-enter to get there. There was some construction on the driving path up, so we had to wait for a vehicle to lead us, but we made it, did a short hike (Timber Trail Overlook), took in some more scenery, and then headed back for showers and dinner (at the Brew pub again). More wine and games happened before we turned in - we needed to get up early (yet again) to drop our friend off at the shuttle back to Las Vegas, for this was where her time with us ended. (She needed to fly out to a Baptism, where she was the godmother.) So, the next morning, once we dropped her off, my other friend and I hit the road for Bryce, aiming to get there early so we could get a campsite (which was first come, first served).

But this is quite enough for one post...so Bryce will just have to wait for another entry...

Monday, April 1, 2019

March Madness...and why I'm mad for MSU basketball

March Madness. They call it that for a reason.

There's nothing quite like it. (And the games this year in particular have been nothing short of spectacular. My hands were shaking for minutes after MSU's win over Duke on Sunday night.)

I love watching it, no matter who is playing, as long as it's a good game. Auburn and UK on Sunday? Holy cow! And Purdue vs Virginia - even via FaceTime with my dad (since I don't have cable), it caused my heart to pound. But when Michigan State's in it? That's a whole different ball game.

I originally reflected on my love of Spartan basketball via this post in 2011 (2 days after my grandpa passed away). And for me, this truth never gets old, and I probably can't put it in any better words. I still love sharing it, especially as year after year my students ask, "Why MSU? Did you go there?" (I like to think I did...in fact, for awhile I tried to think up what degree or certification I could get from there.) I think it's important for the students to recognize the importance of connecting with their grandparents, no matter by what means that connection happens.

And nowadays, MSU basketball is a connection with my parents too. We get on a group text, commenting on the games, how grandpa would have hated any missed free throws, and wondering if they'd pull through. At 3:21 left in any given game, if MSU's ahead (which they were on Sunday at that point), my dad still says, "321 call Chuck" (our street address in Michigan and my grandpa's name) - more often than not, if the Spartans were ahead at that point in the game they would win. (I guess you could call it a superstition.) "Do it for Grandpa" is still our rallying cry.

As I sit here typing this post, I am staring at a small poster announcing MSU as the 2000 NCAA Division I Basketball Champs - a stunning win over the University of Florida, 89-76. It's one of the only things I ended up asking for when my grandpa died. (I also took a Spartan sweatshirt that belonged to my grandma.) I am hoping that this season - 19 years later - I can add another poster of my own for 2019. I hope these boys have it in them - I personally have faith they can go all the way.

College basketball? It's madness, yes. But for me, it's memories and keeping those memories alive in a special way. I'm not sure I would have wanted to be in the same room as my grandpa if he were alive to watch Sunday night's game against Duke - the stress would have been too much. (I'm sure my roommates were about to throw things at me for the screaming and jumping up and down I did that day as it was.) I will be a Spartan basketball fan for life, even over the schools I actually graduated from. (Call me crazy - that's fine by me.) There's something about the way that team always plays, how Izzo coaches them, and how I know my grandpa is still watching with me.

Go Green! Go White! Do it for Grandpa!!


P.S. - If you're feeling sentimental (or want a good laugh), check out these two posts from the archives: "Words, Don't Fail Me Now" and "Grandpa-isms: Sayings, Songs, Jokes, and More..."

Friday, December 28, 2018

Through the Wardrobe

I think it's time to get back to blogging, mostly for my own sake if for no one else's occasional enjoyment. It's good to look back from time to time and reflect on what crossed my mind, tickled my fancy, or made an impact over the past year...

Take this Christmas break, for example. It's been rather laid back - we've done some visiting, some church-going, some baking and cooking, some marathon training, and a LOT of reading. When I arrived at my parents' house in Michigan, I remembered that I had left a few boxes of books in the basement - these were books I couldn't bear to part with (even if they would be collecting dust in the basement) when I went from classroom teacher to school administrator last summer. In this box of books was the Chronicles of Narnia boxed set, so I brought that up, started reading, and plan to bring the complete set home with me when I head back to Chicago in a few days. (I've never actually read the whole series, which, as a religion teacher for many years, I am ashamed to admit, as the themes are so rich for teaching the faith.)

But anyways...once upon a time in my early teaching days in Arizona, I used The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe as a read aloud for my fourth grade class. Now, I know as a teacher you're not supposed to have favorites, but this particular class was pretty darn special. Some of that was due to the fact that I had the most amazing group of parents with whom some, to this day, I still keep in touch. As we read through the novel, I got to thinking it would be pretty incredible to create Narnia for my students, so I suggested it to the parents, and they brought my idea to life. (And this was back before the days of Pinterest!) With an adjoining empty classroom, it wasn't too hard. They must have done most of the set-up during the morning, and when my class went to specials, they put the wardrobe in my classroom. When the kids got back, they went nuts! Cries of "It's Narnia!" rang through our room, and they, of course, wanted to try it out. (Who wouldn't?)

We opened the "wardrobe" (which was probably a refrigerator box, but I don't quite remember), and went next door. The parents had done an incredible job - snowflakes were hanging from the ceiling, miniature houses and cotton balls created a sense of a village, and there were toy figurines representing some of the characters, including Aslan. We even had a lamppost! (That I remember clearly as being made from a pole and two clear Chinese take-out boxes engineered together.) After some looking around, my students settled in for a read aloud - we probably read a chapter or two. And then it was time to leave.

By the time we got back from lunch, the wardrobe was gone, Narnia had been whisked away, and it seemed like it had all been a dream. One student astutely pointed out, "Maybe it only happens when it's a cold rainy day," which it surprisingly was that morning. (In Arizona, imagine that!) But my, what a morning we had. And every time I reread Narnia, I'll think of that class and those parents and the magic of opening our imaginations with the creative help from those parents.

In my ten years of teaching, I know I made a lot of mistakes as a teacher, probably more mistakes than things I did right, and I probably didn't raise as many test scores as I should have, but I'm pretty sure they learned at least a little. Above all, I hope my students remember that they had teachers who believed in them, challenged their creative and critical thinking, and loved them.

It's funny how little things hold such big places in our hearts even years and years later. It's memories like these that make me realize I found the vocation God planned for me...and that make me realize I should probably write these things down. ;)

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Looking back...and looking ahead

Just finished up trimester 2 parent teacher conference day.

I realized a lot has happened since the last conferences for trimester 1:

- I finished my first semester of online classes for grad school.
- I enjoyed Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays with my family.
- I got a shot of cortisone in my foot and started running again, getting up to 9 miles!
- I started dating a very faith-filled, fun, and generous guy.
- I went to a couple of shows, including at the Shakespeare theater and for Wait Wait Don't Tell Me.
- I witnessed my 8th graders receive the Sacrament of Confirmation (and served as a sponsor).
- I attended the annual FL retreat with my grad school classmates.
- I led 4-8th grade Advent retreats and Reconciliation services.
- I started coaching volleyball again.
- I helped some alumni start a new chapter for the school service club.
- I roadtripped for a long weekend to St. Louis to visit with friends.
- I gave a homily during Catholic Schools Week about why I stay in Catholic education.
- I played in the student-faculty basketball game.
- I saw more movies in the theater than I had seen in the past year combined.
- Lent started, and I am working hard to maintain my Lenten promises and use them to help me grow closer to God and others.


And there was probably plenty more that happened along the way (as I know I have had many failures and mistakes too)...

As I look ahead to trimester 3 and the ending of my second semester of online classes for grad school, I have a full, happy heart. I am so grateful for the people who have been walking this journey with me. As I close the chapter of year 30 of my life and prepare to turn 31 this upcoming week (ah!), I can't help but smile.

God is good and always here - in the best of times and in the lowest of times. May these 40 days of Lent be a time of preparation, reflection, healing, and hope for all of us. Amen.

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Best Nine 2016

Apparently there is something called "Best Nine 2016" for Instagram users going on right now. As I do not have Instagram, I figured I'd give a nod on this blog by posting my "Best Nine" blog posts of 2016.

 Note, these are not in a particular order, nor were they chosen based on views/popularity/etc. I chose them because I think they best reflect my 2016 calendar year.

1. It Only Took a Moment (January 25, 2016)
2. You Never Know (February 7, 2016)
3. Growing in God's Mercy (February 28, 2016)
4. What's With the Paper Clips? (April 28, 2016)
5. Calling All Catholic School Teachers and Youth Ministers (May 8, 2016)
6. Let Them Go (June 5, 2016)
7. Five Lessons from Summer Studies (July 25, 2016)
8. A Simple Poem for My Ninth Year (August 18, 2016)
9. The Art of Pumpkin Carving (October 22, 2016)

And there you have it. (The fact that I had a significantly small total of blog posts this year did help me narrow down my "top" ones quite nicely. What can I say? Maybe I just don't have that much to say these days...or maybe I'm saying it in other ways.)

Happy New Year - Cheers to 2017!

Monday, June 13, 2016

Flashback to Cambridge - 10 years ago!

This past weekend I was in Ohio visiting a friend I met 10 years ago while studying (briefly) at the University of Cambridge in England. I was thinking back on the trip and decided to go through some old emails I sent. I'll post the emails somewhat separately over the course of today and the next, as to post at once would be SUPER overwhelming - the emails bring back good memories and, if nothing else, are good for a laugh. (Please overlook the frequency with which I used the word 'quite'...)

Here are the first two email installments:


August 4, 2006:
Hello!  I trust everything is going well for you.
Sorry I have been out of touch for the past week - I have honestly not had access to the internet before today, so I apologize ahead of time that this email will probably be quite lengthy - may I suggest reading it in segments?  :-)

The flight over to this side of the pond was quite lovely, and I did manage some sleep on the plane (about 4 hours off and on).  If I may suggest for anyone traveling on a long flight soon, do not sit near the bathrooms - while it is nice to have them close by, it is not helpful if you are stuck by the window and cannot get there because your neighbor is sleeping, nor is the noise from all of its users much conducive to sleeping.  :-)  Well, a lesson learned, I suppose.

As many of you know, I have been staying for about a week's time with some family friends, Debbie and Alan, here in Bournemouth, England.  They collected me from the airport when I arrived, and we were on our way.  We made a few whistle-stop tours of some small towns and villages on our way home, making sure to stop for a coffee (nothing like caffeine to fight jet lag!) and some lunch at a cute Spanish restaurant.  When we got back to their house, I was able to settle in and get cleaned up (a hot shower works wonders for jet lag too!).  By the time dinner was ready I was quite sleepy, as you can imagine, but sleep was quite out of the question until a bit later.

I slept in until about 10 the next morning (which, as many of you know, is QUITE unusual for me) and then got ready for the day.  I was still a bit sleepy, but I feel I recovered from the effects of jet lag quite nicely.  We went to Breamore House, an Elizabethan manor built in the 1500s and still being lived in today by the same family that has lived there for over 200 years!  It was a beautiful manor with an even better view!  When we turned up the main drive, I felt like I was walking straight into the pages of a Jane Austen novel (although no Mr. Darcy as luck would have it!).  It was unbelievable!  There was so much history in the manor, which I cannot possibly write about all here, but everything from haunted rooms and portraits to where the kitchen pans came from!  One of my favorite stories was that one of the portraits hanging in the Great Hall (such a long room I have never seen!) became haunted when that lady of the house was murdered in the house.  It was said to be cursed so that anyone who touched, moved, or removed the portrait would die within 24 hours.  The curse was so well-believed that it was the only piece of art that remained on the wall in that room during wartime!  I am not one to believe in curses, but I don't think I'd fancy moving that portrait either!  And, once again, I stress the amazing view from every window (of which there were quite a lot) of the house!  On our way back to the house, we made a few more quick stops at local villages - so I could get an idea of the countryside and the towns.  We also drove by Stonehenge, so yes, I have seen it (and took photos of it), but only for a quick stop.  ;-)

That evening after dinner I was in for quite a treat, "The Vicar of Dibley", which is a hilarious popular tv show around these parts.  While I did not catch all of the British humor, it was rather funny.  As you can imagine, my friends are making sure I have a complete cultural experience while I am here.  ;-)

On Wednesday I went to downtown Bournemouth with Debbie's daughter, Lexi, and her friend to do some shopping.  The stores are quite different over here - I could not even recognize most of the names!  But then of course there are Starbucks, McDonald's, Pizza Huts, and other favorite American stores and restaurants.  Although, I have found, when you try the local favorites (as I did when we went for milkshakes), you find some much better choices (and prices!).

That evening we met up with Debbie and Alan in Poole Quay for Granny Cousin's Ghost Walk.  I tell you, it was honestly the funniest ghost tour you could imagine!  We had quite a big group on the walk with us, but there was no trouble seeing or hearing our guide.  She was very quick on her feet and had the most amazing memory!  And she especially liked to act out the blood and guts parts of her stories - quite funny indeed.

Yesterday was Bath - amazing city!  We took the double-decker tourist bus tour around the city first off, to catch a quick glimpse of everything.  And we dined at the famous Sally Lunn's.  What is she famous for, you may ask? - her buns of course!  It was seriously the lightest bread I have ever tasted - delicious!  Then, Lexi and I did the guided tour of the Roman baths and spa (fortunately, I was not forced to drink the spa water - while it is supposedly good for you, I was warned that it is completely disgusting).  I rather enjoyed the tour - we were given these audiophones (quite similar to the set up in the Florida International Museum) that you hold up to one ear and dial into to hear commentary about certain sections in the baths and museum.  There was simply too much to see (and listen to) to look at everything, so we picked what we thought were some more of the interesting parts.  :-)  What I found rather funny was that the numbers were so random - for example, you would be listening to "42" and then the next one would be like "119" or something like that.  In addition, they had two other tracks - one for children and one that was more like a personal guide reflection - that were offered on the audiophones.  While I enjoyed the statues and other pieces in the museum, my favorite part was, of course, the baths themselves.  There was one part where you could reach down and touch the water and do you know what? - the water was warmer than I take my bathwater at home (and it was just naturally heated like that!).  There was just so much to take in and so many amazing things to see, like the fact that the plumbing system was still intact from the Roman times and things like that.  It was simply beautiful and amazing!
On our way home, we stopped in Bradford on Avon (which is on a different Avon river than Stratford on Avon - confusing, I know), where we walked up the hill to a glorious view of the town.  I honestly don't think the pictures I took will do anything justice, but it was just breathtaking.

Today, I am going with Debbie to see another manor, Kingston Lacey, and then this evening we are all going out to an island in Poole Quay for a picnic and Shakespeare performance, "Much Ado About Nothing".  I am sure I will be in Cambridge before I know it, which is rather exciting as well.  On Saturday Debbie and Alan are taking me for a drive around the country to see more of Dorset (the county we are in) and to Corfe Castle, and then it's on to London on Sunday before taking the train to Cambridge.

As far as everything else goes, I am still getting used to the whole driving on the "wrong side" of the road (and on the wrong side of the car) - don't worry, I'm not the one doing the driving- and looking right-left-right when crossing the street to avoid any collisions with cars.  And you think American drivers are crazy!  hah!  I must admit, my English vocabulary is improving and growing.  Here are just a few things: In the morning you have to bring a "jumper" (sweater) for layers, and in the car you put things in the "boot" (trunk).  You are "collected" (picked up) by someone at a location, and when you answer the phone you say you are "jolly good" (if in fact you are doing well).  You say things are "lovely", and when departing it is ESSENTIAL that you say "cheers", rather than drive safe or see ya later.

Well, I better be going.  I hope to hear from you all soon.  Sadly I do not have a phone number to be reached at.  :-(  I love you all much and hope you have a fantastic weekend.  Sorry this got a bit lengthy, but I tried to keep it short - honest!

Cheers!
-Kelly



August 7, 2006:
Hello again!  So, as I have heard from some that my divisions should be divisions (thanks Anne and Mary ;-)), I have decided to provide a more easily readable format (with captions and all) for your reading pleasure.  I hope you may take as much joy in reading it as I do in writing it.  Right...
Much Ado About Shakespeare
Picking up from my first installment, I attended a Shakespeare performance of "Much Ado About Nothing" on Brownsea Island (near Poole).  There were 6 of us in our party, and we packed a picnic dinner to eat over on the island (except by the time we got over there, we only had about 15 minutes to eat, but it was quite good!).  The play itself was very good - a few of the actors were especially fun to watch.  I must admit I had to stifle my laughter a few times - apparently not everyone was as familiar with the play as I am, so some parts were not as funny to most people, so I did not wish to laugh by myself.  :-) 

The theater was set up in a circular format with the stage at front and in the middle and the bleacher chairs around front half.  After the show was over, it was a mad dash to your picnic supplies and back to the ferries - this was the part where you could tell the regulars of the annual performances because they knew they had to run to catch the first one back or else there would be a LONG wait.  (In a way it reminded me of Shakespeare in the Park, if you have ever been, except the rush was to leave rather than to the seats, which were reserved.)  Anyways, it was fun!
Driving Around Dorset
Saturday morning, Debbie and Alan showed me around the county of Dorset, starting with Corfe Castle.  Because we were seeing so much, we were not able to stay very long in one specific place, but I was able to get through the entrance and take some photos of it.  :-)  Unfortunately, the weather that day was quite hazy, so most of the lookout points were not as picturesque as they could have been, but still quite amazing to a girl from Florida who is used to nothing but miles of flat land.  ;-)  We went to some other amazing places as well, but unfortunately I don't have my cheat sheet right here with me, so I cannot tell you the names at present.  Afterwards, Debbie photocopied the pages from the map and highlighted where I had traveled with them over the past week - amazing how far we went!  England is a BEAUTIFUL country!
A Busy Day in London
On Sunday we had an early start to London in order for me to get a taste of the city before I headed off to Cambridge.  I wasn't quite sure what to expect but I imagine that if I had to navigate it myself I would get lost within a few city blocks - it is HUGE!  But what was even crazier was that London was packed with tourists - more so than usual, I am told.  We could not figure out what was going on!  And a lot of the streets were closed too, so it was quite difficult trying to get near Buckingham Palace and Trafalgar Square, among other places.  I was in the back of a Toyota Selica trying to get pictures of everything from the car (since we were unable to park anywhere), so I hope they came out all right.

For lunch, Debbie and Alan treated me to Dim Sum, which is quite the dining experience!  And it's a good place to go if you are particularly hungry because the food service is immediate.  It was quite good.

Because of all the traffic, we decided I should take an earlier train into Cambridge.  Alan helped me inside with my luggage and buying my ticket and then we pretty much ran to the train.  Just as I got on the door closed (almost ON my arm), so I literally just made it.  Well, the only problem is that Alan had gotten on before me, so as you can imagine, yes, he was stuck on the train.  I felt pretty bad about that actually.  However, the next stop of the train was not too far down the way, so he was able to hop off at that stop. The ride to Cambridge itself was not long at all - only a little over an hour, so that was not bad. 
I'm HERE!
Well, as you have most likely been able to infer by now, I am safely at Cambridge and having a brilliant time!  When I arrived, I was able to find a taxi and get myself to Selwyn College.  I got my room assignment, which was a bit disappointing because one side of the Court has an amazing view of the chapel and grassy area in the middle while the other side (where I am actually) has a view of Grange Road.  Lovely!  Ah well, it is not too long of a walk, I have decided, up and down the three flights of stairs to make it outside.  ;-)

Once checked in, I had about a two hours before dinner, so I walked into town to a convenience store and bought a phone card.  Well, the man at the store told me it was for 2000 minutes, but it was only for about 23 - lovely!  At least I was able to call home and talk with my family (once my dad realized it was me - lol).
I walked around Selwyn for a bit before dinner, but there was no one else around.  Luckily, dinner was in just a short while, so I made my way to the dining hall (once I found out where it was - they told us to eat in our colleges, but they neglected to indicate where that actually was!).

You would not believe that the first person I ran into was from Florida (and Tampa no less! - she goes to St Pete College), so that was rather random and quite odd.  At dinner, I sat with two girls from Canada, Nicole (the one from Tampa), and a girl from Italy.  There is such a diversity of people here!  Anyways, after dinner I ended up going up the road to Selwyn Cripps Court (where some of the other students are staying) and we sat around and talked on the lawn - everything from movies to music to languages - it is really quite amazing!!  One of the girls is from Pennsylvania, two from Japan, two from Germany, and one from Italy.  We are already quite close and planning to do some events together - I think it should be much nicer to have people to enjoy your experiences with!  I think we will be quite a nice group - I consider myself quite lucky indeed.

It was getting to be about 8:45, when I suddenly realized that I was supposed to be at a meeting with the Florida group studying over here at 8 p.m. (and Nicole as well!)!  So, we literally ran back to the Old Court to find them, but they were just leaving!  Oh no!  We went inside and spoke to Ben, our director, and he was just happy we were there safely, etc.  I cannot believe we missed it!  As those of you who know me even remotely well would never expect me to be late for something (or rather forget it altogether!) - such a memory I have here!  lol  It's all right though - apparently we didn't miss much.  After we sorted things out there, Nicole and I went back to join the other girls (who were glad to find out that everything was all right).  Then after a while, it was off to bed.
Day 1
Right...my day began at 6:15 this morning (I forgot to close my window curtain the entire way), and I hurried to the shower (we have two showers on our floor) to make sure I could get in and out before there was any kind of a bathroom rush.  Packed my notebook and class stuff, grabbed my umbrella, and headed out to breakfast.  I must admit, not very nice weather this morning - misty rainy - not enough for an umbrella but enough to make it feel kind of depressing - you know how it is.  Just to give you an idea of the diversity here, I had breakfast with a high school English teacher from New Hampshire, a guy from Brazil, a guy from Belgium, and a girl and her brother from LA and Kentucky (respectively).  The food here is surprisingly good - they even have the cereal I eat back home!  :-)

We had a brief introduction to Internation Summer School Term 2 in the lecture hall, and then were off to our first classes.  One of the girls I hung out with on Sunday evening was in my first class so we both sat together.  We also met a guy from Honduras and two girls from Washington D.C. (one who is a psychology major as well).  Our professor (who is quite good!) took roll and asked us what we knew about Britain and their relations with Europe.  Well, once she had gone around asking us about this, one girl came in late.  So, our professor proceeded to ask her what she knew about Britain and Europe.  When she said, "I love it - London is the greatest place!" I almost fell over laughing - I actually turned to the girl next to me and said "She must be an American" - we had to hold back our laughing because our teacher was even rolling her eyes.  Now, it may not seem that funny in writing, but as Saiko can tell you it was hysterical - definitely my laugh for the day.
My second class was wonderful as well, although there are only about 8 of us in that class, which makes it nice for discussion purposes.  Our teacher is quite funny (and he actually uses powerpoint!).

For lunch, we just grabbed some sandwiches at the local food place, the Buttery, and then some of the other girls went back to class (but I am done for the day, well until lecture tonight).  So, I am on a mission now to finish this email, print off a paper, and go to the post office (all within less than 1 hour - lovely!).  Sorry that this got a bit lengthy again, but segments are now possible ;-).
Words for the Day (just for fun! - You too can learn British!)
speed bump = bollard
pickle=gerken
Love to all!  Cheers!
-Kelly

Monday, May 30, 2016

FOUR. DAY. WEEKEND. BLISS.

It's hard to put this past weekend into words (except for the obvious that it was FOUR. DAYS. LONG.), so I believe pictures will be my better option:

My weekend timeline:

Saturday morning: Soldier Field 10 Miler



Saturday afternoon and evening: Picked up a friend from FL from the airport and hung out by the lake and ate ice cream

twins always seem to match...





Sunday (Fun day): a lovely brunch on my apt's back patio with friends, a trip to LP Zoo, lunch at Lou Malnati's, two chance meetings with friends (one of whom is an ACE classmate who lives out of town), Mass, and dinner/drinks on the patio at Las Fuentes












Monday: Playing tourist with our FL friend, including a quick trip to the Bean, breakfast at Le Pain Quotidien ("The Daily Bread"), more walking around, and a refreshing study break (for Bible Study) at Argo Tea












So grateful for the beautiful weather and even beautiful-er friends! This weekend was one for the books.


But most important of all, as today is Memorial Day, we remember the reason we celebrate at all - our nation's veterans who have put their lives on the line for our country. Below are pictures taken by my aunt and uncle as they visited the cemetery for veterans where my grandparents are buried.