A girl living in a castle in Europe might sound like the perfect fairy tale...and it is, don't get me wrong. However, living abroad is filled with experiences stretching far from perfection and more into spontaneous and unbelievable. There are over forty countries in Europe, let's see if I conquer them all...
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Emerson Goes to Prague
For our second class excursion, the school took us to the small mecca of art history known as Prague. While the Czech Republic isn't known for food or fashion, it's chalkful of preserved buildings and statues. Besides the monstrous hill with the famous church perched atop it, Prague is a relatively flat place. And extremely small, at that. We conquered the city-wide tour within two hours which featured a gander at the famous Square containing the clocktower, a French church, and the bridge.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
All You Need Is Love
It was a rainy day as we trekked out to a small suburban neighborhood to see Abbey Road. Once we actually turned the corner onto Abbey Road, we were shocked. Not in amazing awe, but more confusingly stunned. Abbey Road couldn't have housed all four Beatles on this small of a walkway!
Despite the small size of Abbey Road, being there still made us feel like a part of history. Located conveniently down the street, is John Lennon's house. For a place all boarded up, the public have sure done a good job decorating. All over are Beatles song lines scribbles alongside doodles of Lennon and Yoko Ono. It was a beautiful side to behold, really. After my friend and I headed to the Beatles Merchandise Store, which can only be described as the holy mecca of Beatles paraphernalia.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
4th Weekend Trip: London
London is by far my favorite city that I've visited thus far. I've never felt more at home. It could be the shopping, the polite people, or just the fact that I'm in a place where everyone speaks English. Walking around London is like walking around a royal village. Everywhere you go, you're graced with statues of Lords, Dukes, and Sir's. It almost gets overwhelming with how many royal names you come across just tooling around the city. First day, we all visited Buckingham Palace for the 'Changing of the Guard' ceremony, which was unfortunately cancelled due to rain. We still got to see the guards though! Somehow, we managed to find guards outside this other palace and my friend Lauren managed to make one of them laugh. Drew quite the crowd too, seeing as they're forbidden to even smile.
Buckingham Palace |
Lauren makes the guard laugh |
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Market Day
Monday, February 14, 2011
3rd Weekend Trip: Birthday in Barcelona
Sagrada Famillia Church |
busy day at Las Ramblas |
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
The Land of the Pretties
Stockholm is notoriously known for its beautiful people. I don't think I've ever seen so many pretty people congregated in one place. Everyone here is white, blonde, skinny, and dressed to kill. The fashion scene is very up to date, and there's no one here behind trends...except maybe us. Even sitting in McDonalds, we would see these supermodel-looking Swedes strut in, while here we are typical tourists in our jeans and T-shirts. McDonalds seems to be the happening place at night, everyone ends up coming here at some point. But other than McDonalds, Sweden itself has a lot to offer in terms of things to do and to look at. Every building is a different color from the next: yellow, pink, green and brown. Daytime is a shopping mecca and place for cafes and juice bars. Nighttime is a whirlwind of gorgeous Swedes hustling in and out of night clubs. It's definitely an electric city.
We decided to go to one of Sweden's well-known flea markets to get our hands on some antiques. This place was far outside the city in an underground basement of a shopping center. There was even an admission fee, which just made it all the more intriguing. Once we got down there...I think the best way to describe our reaction was overwhelmed. The place was cluttered. Booths were filled head-to-toe with jewelry, chandeliers, and porcelain tea sets. The back had paintings, carpets, and furniture next to all of the antique tea sets. And there wasn't just antiques. People were selling old electronics, clothes, and records. I managed to get a cheap painting, so I'm very excited to bring a little piece of Sweden back with me.
view from our apartment |
We decided to go to one of Sweden's well-known flea markets to get our hands on some antiques. This place was far outside the city in an underground basement of a shopping center. There was even an admission fee, which just made it all the more intriguing. Once we got down there...I think the best way to describe our reaction was overwhelmed. The place was cluttered. Booths were filled head-to-toe with jewelry, chandeliers, and porcelain tea sets. The back had paintings, carpets, and furniture next to all of the antique tea sets. And there wasn't just antiques. People were selling old electronics, clothes, and records. I managed to get a cheap painting, so I'm very excited to bring a little piece of Sweden back with me.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Swedish Museums Are Full Of Surprises
Typically, museums abroad serve as art history venues, with lots of iconic paintings and sculptures. Sweden takes a different approach where their museums revolve around the unique and the bizarre. Their Vasa Museum, a modern art museum, features many contemporary art pieces in the abstract art era. There's also the Fairy Tale Museum, which is mostly a kid's attraction but that didn't stop my friends from climbing all the the playing structures and beating little kids down the slides. The museum my friends and I visited was a Swedish cultural museum called the Nordiska Museum.
From the outside, the Nordiska looks like some sort of Swedish palace, which I'm sure is what it used to be seeing as the inside was just as glorious. The main exhibit this season is Swedish fashion over the years. They covered traditional folkland garb to the current 'cybergoth' scene. It was definitely an eclectic collection for such an old museum. Also featured was an impressive photography section (shoutout to Prof. Beermink!) with a wide collection of old cameras and photographs. They even had an original daguerrotype alongside a 50's Swedish housewives photo collection. Segwaying into my favorite part of the museum was the 'Men in Bathing Suits' exhibit. This was basically hilarious portraits of men's swimwear, from old-fashioned onesies to leapord thongs. There was even a wooden diagram of different tanlines a man can acquire when wearing different kinds of suits. Very worthwhile, I highly reccomend it.
2nd Weekend Trip: Stockholm, Sweden
After getting a late start in arriving in Stockholm at midnight, we were all looking forward to exploring the city the next day. The area by our apartment was a more mellow part of the city, with several pastry shops and bagel cafes sitting around. Across the street was an extremely convenient 24-hour 7-Eleven. Yes, there's a 7-Eleven here. And one crummy hot dog from the place costs 29K. Kronum, the Swedish currency, is one fifth of the US dollar, which basically means that everything here can be extremely overpriced. Coffee and croissant costs around 75K, and a dinner on average costs 150K. So while you feel overly cautious but also slightly pimp-like for taking out so much cash in one time, we realized it was really only twenty to forty US dollars.
This place was beyond beautiful. On the way to the museum, we found this bridge along the stretch of the harbor and walked around the snowy docks. There was ice just starting to break up, but for the most part the harbor was frozen over. We walked along to see all of the different boats, all with great names like 'Aphrodite II' & 'The Matilda'. It was surprisingly warm given the snow on the ground. Even standing on the pier, the wind wasn't even remotely as cold as we thought it would be. Great afternoon.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Dam Square
This was the mecca for Amsterdam culture right here in Dam Square. It serves the ultimate center of the city and hosts not only ancient churches, but fantastic shopping. In the Square itself is a broad plaza of cobblestone with a large palace (currently under renovation) serving as the main focal point. Nine times out of ten though, one wouldn't even notice the large palace (covered in construction tarp) because the oddly dressed street performers were far more interesting. The Square sort of reminded me of Hollywood Boulevard, where you see famous movie characters waiting for tourists to take pictures with them. We saw a Spiderman, a wolfman, and a very assertive Freddy Kreuger. Why these characters? I have no idea, it could be that they got inspiration from the Madame Tussaud's museum across the street.
Dam Square divvies up into several skinny streets of shopping, restaurants, and coffee shops. Walking down one street alone, you basically encounter three H&M stores, about five sandwich places, and about ten souvenir shops. My group and I definitely conquered the designer outlets, along with the best falafel place in the city.
Nighttime in Dam Square is just as busy as it is during the day, Everyone's out and about to hit up the local bars and clubs. It's more of an environment that we're used to, especially since the Spidermen and Freddy Kreugers don't come out at night.
Dam Square in the day |
Dam Square divvies up into several skinny streets of shopping, restaurants, and coffee shops. Walking down one street alone, you basically encounter three H&M stores, about five sandwich places, and about ten souvenir shops. My group and I definitely conquered the designer outlets, along with the best falafel place in the city.
Dam Square at night |
Nighttime in Dam Square is just as busy as it is during the day, Everyone's out and about to hit up the local bars and clubs. It's more of an environment that we're used to, especially since the Spidermen and Freddy Kreugers don't come out at night.
Monday, January 31, 2011
First Weekend Trip: Amsterdam
It's our first weekend excursion and we are taken to Amsterdam. Being debriefed on 'Sin City' had us all believing that Amsterdam was strictly a place for pot and prostitution, which we found not to be true. (Sigh of relief for my parents) Not that they don't exist, but we were shown the more cultural aspect of Amsterdam. From the minute we arrived, it was museums, museums, and more museums. I won't bother naming them because I can't pronounce them, however, all centralized around the common theme of the people here which is pride in the Netherlands history. Everyone seems to be very aware of every era, trade, and political change of Amsterdam. Rightfully so, every building, painting, and statue had a religious fable attached to it. It could have been something as detailed as the clover trimmings on a building, or as blunt as a rooster statue.
Indeed, there were a lot of sights to be seen, all of which were crammed in a four street radius. It seems that every block you come across is just one canal from the other, but we were shown the various buildings alongside them, and their historical differences. Some belonged to merchants to have easy access to trade, others were newer, more modern buildings renovated between older ones.
Every tour guide told us how lucky we were to be out in the city on such a sunny day. So deceiving. The sun was definitely out, and there wasn't one cloud in that sky, but the temperature remained below 30s the entire time. There we were, all bundled up in our down coats, happy that the museum trail was over but fearing the death cold that was to come later that night. And just when we had given up hope, we were spoiled with a feast of Indonesian cuisine that I can proudly say changed my life. Dish after dish was put out for all of us we didn't know where to begin. It might have been the hunger talking, but that was the best meal of my life.
Indeed, there were a lot of sights to be seen, all of which were crammed in a four street radius. It seems that every block you come across is just one canal from the other, but we were shown the various buildings alongside them, and their historical differences. Some belonged to merchants to have easy access to trade, others were newer, more modern buildings renovated between older ones.
Every tour guide told us how lucky we were to be out in the city on such a sunny day. So deceiving. The sun was definitely out, and there wasn't one cloud in that sky, but the temperature remained below 30s the entire time. There we were, all bundled up in our down coats, happy that the museum trail was over but fearing the death cold that was to come later that night. And just when we had given up hope, we were spoiled with a feast of Indonesian cuisine that I can proudly say changed my life. Dish after dish was put out for all of us we didn't know where to begin. It might have been the hunger talking, but that was the best meal of my life.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
So this is how they do it in Well
We have finally arrived at Kasteel Well on a chilly Friday morning. The town of Well is a small one, and by small I mean the proximity of one boulevard. Approaching the castle, I felt I became that much more proper, just saying that I live in a castle. Once I crossed the bridge though, I saw the real quaintness of it. This castle is over 100 years old, and I definitely notice it. Not in an ancient state-of-dilapidation kind of way, but in a rustic-charm kind of way. The entire castle is wall-to-wall brick, which white window trimmings and glass windows of all shapes and sizes. This castle has so many nooks and crannies to it, that the gym is next to my bedroom, the tower is next to the vending machines, it almost seems like an architectural jigsaw puzzle. There are what I call 'peek-a-boo' windows, which sort of pop up in random spots on the walls from place to place. Needless to say, there are a lot of places to explore just on the castle grounds alone.
The town of Well is just your average speck of metropolitan on the vast miles of farmland surrounding it. Much like the castle, local establishments are sort of scrambled about. Houses separate one grocery store from the next, and a child's playground happens to be a backdrop from the local bar, de Buun. Only in Well.
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