Spring Brake!

A few words come to mind when people mention spring break to me. Different. Crazy. Educational. Unforgettable (although some nights are hard to remember!). It started off like any other spring break - everyone leaving, me kind of stuck sitting around doing nothing. But then, all of a sudden, I spontaneously decided to take a trip. And where else to go besides the beach? I took a five hour drive through awful traffic and wanted to die it was so boring, but in the end, it was worth it. I got to spend a week in the sun getting my bronze on, feeling the ocean, and doing crossword puzzles (I'm boring lol). I went kayaking, I went kickboarding, and I even went to a nude beach! It was everything spring break is supposed to be. I'll spare you the rest of the details, because some shouldn't ever be made known to the public! But it felt good coming back to my home away from home the other day. My roommates aren't back yet, but don't worry, we're throwing a party the very first night they get back.

Today was a pretty incredible day. I actually got to race go-karts for a few hours, so that's always good motivation to get me out of bed in the morning! This afternoon I went for a nice quiet walk around the local "alveus" (it's just a fancy name for a lake) and before I knew it, it was time for me to be off to another museum.


Museums are a really interesting place. I mean, not only am I absolutely surrounded by history and culture, but it's a great place to people watch. I feel like at museums, I really get a sense for the locals. I noticed today that they had the cutest little interests in the quaintest little things. I saw one person (male) getting all worked up about what looked to me to be just a simple golfball. There was also an entire exhibit dedicated to barbershops. It made me really reflect on all that we have at home, and just how fortunate I am to call myself an American. It's amazing to see how enthralled a people can be with the simplest of things. I truly understand poverty now that I've studied abroad, and the problems of the world just make more sense to me; I can just relate, you know?


The other thing that struck me was the variety of languages! I must have heard five different languages at the museum today. Tourists. They don't have a clue, am I right? Anyways, I better get going. It's my turn to cook dinner tomorrow, so I have to go prepare my "farinam." Devium!