Now that it is my final days in Angers I figured that I should write perhaps my last blog post while I'm in this city. As my time to depart grows closer, my emotions have become a little mixed and sloshed about. I'll admit, it's difficult knowing that everyone else will rather be staying here in Angers or headed home while I'm still in France but being uprooted anyway. I rather hear cries of relief and sadness as people talk about their home countries, talking about seeing their family again ... and then those that are resting here in Angers comfortably for another few months. I'm doing neither of those.
Of course, it's not say that my course of action isn't exciting. It's absolutely the contraire, in fact. Apparently contraire is not an English word, even though we use it as an expression (what a crock). Back to topic - I'm very excited for Grenoble. It will be a new adventure and give me the ability to experience a different part of France while I'm here. I have no regrets with this decision.
As Saturday, my day of departure, creeps up on me, I find that I am watching friends leave while my brain isn't fully comprehending that I will be leaving soon as well. It's difficult to precisely explain my feelings at this point in time. It's been difficult to describe them for living here in France. Occasionally I feel a little sad from time to time, but I would never take back this adventure for the pros and everything I've done make everything worth it. Honestly, the sad parts are a part of the pro as well. Without the sad parts it wouldn't be a complete adventure, now would it?
Having my roommate leave before me was a little tough. Sad. We have done a lot of things together, going to England, Ireland ... spending time in Paris, having dinners. It will be fun to see her again when I go to Osaka. Until then!
I'm sure I've said it before, but going abroad was the best thing I've ever done. I can't explain how successful and good I feel about myself thanks to this decision. I worked hard for this and encourage others to give it a shot. Even for a semester. Or for anyone. Go out and explore the world! Open your mind and learn new things.
My host family, my roommates, the AHA director, the other students in AHA and CIDEF, my professors of CIDEF ... all of these people have been wonderful and I will miss all of them. I will also miss seeing the castle and cathedral almost every day as I make my way from Avrillé to Angers.
To end this entry, here are some things about France:
1. All of those "surveys" and things like that about France being the rudest country (rudest people) are full of BS. The French have been nothing but kind to me.
2. It is apparently okay to pick your nose in public. I've seen this happening several times and nobody seems to be bothered by it.
3. When you have crepes, first you eat a crêpe salée (dinner crêpe?) and then you eat a crêpe sucrée (dessert crêpe). You're supposed to anyway.
4. It is acceptable to not shower for two to three days. The French think that it is not good for your skin to shower every day (they're actually correct about this).
5. The French are much more thick-skinned than Americans. It will be sad to return to the United States and remember everyone takes everything personally. Bunch of babies.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Sunday, January 6, 2013
What time is it? Adventure Time!
*This has nothing to do with the Cartoon Network telly emission: Adventure Time! Although, I do find it a humorous and cute show.
As it is now 2013 and we have only a year and four-ish months until our next Doomsday, I have finally returned from my eight day voyage. It was long and I am going to try my best to recount the events to the best of my tired and exhausted memory.
To begin, our airlines only allowed one baggage that fitted a rather depressingly small limit. In that case, I brought about three pairs of pants and shirts for eight days and was forced to wear them over again in order to fit the baggage requirement. Not only that, but I knew that I was going to be buying things in my destinations for the New Year's. Bringing sweaters was mandatory as I had been told that Ireland and the UK tend to have a lot of wind and is a bit chillier than France.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Paris was a little bit frustrating at first. It took me a long time to find Ayaka in the Louvre and I was a little bit confused from a long train ride and not being accustomed to big cities with millions of people. I ended up missing out on the Louvre since it was closing in only thirty minutes after I made it there. Most of the rooms were closed and I didn't want to rush through the little that was still open. Once I did manage to meet up with Ayaka we went through the metro in order to buy some food from a market and head to our hostel. Most people in Paris speak English, which was a bit strange for me considering that I have been speaking and hearing the people around me speak French for three months.
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Unfortunately, our hostel was booked that night so we had to book another. Though, first things first, we went to the Opera house of Paris. It was magnificent, the architecture and frescoes on the ceilings. Sculptured of the Greek Muses and gods ... the halls of gold ... it was beautiful. After a few hours in there it was to the Louvre. The metro is kind of expensive and really not my favorite way of getting around, so we tried walking. We had some Chinese food and walked through the extremely crowded area of Galerie Lafayette. It is apparently famous for its windows where little puppet shows are put on. People were shoulder to shoulder, and it was difficult to move at all. A kind of interesting experience, all in all. We didn't really get anything done except walk around Paris for hours and hours searching for the Louvre at that point. Unfortunately, by the time we found out that we had made a full circle back to Galerie Lafayette in three hours time, we took the metro to the Louvre. It was closed. I was very heartbroken, knowing that our next day was going to be spent at the Château de Versailles and we were not going to have any time to return. Going to the Louvre was my number one things to do in Paris. I am not sure when the next time I will ever be able to return to Paris, I imagine some day in the future, but it will most likely not be for a while. We were also not able to fit in seeing the Notre Dame de Paris, my second thing to see in Paris. So, I kind of missed out on the two most looked forwarded to things on my list. Afterwards we took pictures of L'Arc de Triomph and walked down Champs-Élysée where the marché de Noël was and began our search for our hotel.
I was already finding that my luck was deciding to rest on the bad side for me, but it didn't really hit a low until we finally found our hotel, locked and the machine outside not accepting our online reservation. As it was practically midnight in Paris and we were finding ourselves without a place to sleep, we finally decided to just buy another room. My iPod touch would not open web browsers and it is impossible for me to shut it down thanks to the button breaking about a month ago, which we were kind of relying on for internet for finding places and whatnot. The hotel was a little sketch, but nothing bad happened.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Last day in Paris. We headed to the Château de Versailles for almost the whole day. We found that there was a phenomenal line before entering. By phenomenal, I mean that we waiting for almost three hours in this line and it wrapped around about four times, nearly filling up the area in front of the château. Luckily, it was free for students and we were shoved around by other visitors. Other than that, it was a very beautiful castle. I had not been aware that it held certain paintings and statues - or the hall of mirrors. Unfortunately, I brought my boots with me because I had heard that Ireland would be a little chilly with the wind and it being close to the ocean. They have a heel, though I had thought it would be all right since it is meshed with the other part of the boot. Faulty logic on my part. My feet hurt so bad that on our way out we stopped by this small store in order to buy cheap flats so that my feet would stop crying. Finally, we ready to stay the night at the airport since we had an early flight. We met a Chinese girl who was studying in Italy while there and the three of us were kicked out around midnight. Apparently, Beauvais in Paris is one of the only airports in France that closes late at night. So we took a bus to nowhere, the Parisien busdriver being a little less than agreeable with us. Finally, another French person on the bus told us where to go since he and his girlfriend had also been kicked out of the airport. Once at the hotel, he helped us in and as we talked, we found out that he was also from Angers!
Monday, December 31, 2012
The flight was short and we were in Dublin early in the morning. We took a bus to downtown, finding that most signs were in Irish and English, which I thought was pretty cool. Once settled down in the hostel, we went on a tour around town, learning about the buildings and history of Dublin. We stopped by Guinness, but it was kind of expensive to enter so headed to the cathedral instead. Unlike France, you have to pay to enter the cathedrals in Ireland and UK, something that I think kind of defeats the whole purpose and idea of a cathedral or holy place meant for worship. It was a pretty cathedral, and about halfway through it we realized that the time was different by an hour. So we headed back to the hostel where we met one of the other girls staying in our room. She was from Sitka, the first other Alaskan I have met in Europe. Although Sitka is very different in weather and mentality from the interior, it was still nice to meet someone a little bit closer in understanding than other Americans. There was one other person, but we never saw her, just a pile of apples that sat on her bed.
For the New Year's Eve night, we ended up walking around, a little lost in search of fireworks. They went off before we could find them and by the time we could see them they were done. Defeated and sad, Ayaka and I got into a little bit of a dispute and a long talk thanks to personality and probably cultural differences as well (and that our common language is not either of our maternal languages). After coming to some common ground and apologizing, we made up over some traditional Irish stew, Potato skins, Guinness, and Cider in a small pub to greet 2013.
When we returned to the hostel, the mysterious apple bed was still uninhabited and the other Alaskan was gone. We heard fireworks at the new year (we celebrated a little early since we had a tour at five in the morning the next day) and to bed it was.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Starting the New Year off, we waited at a bus stop for our tours at five in the morning and looking at the streets. Beer bottles were broken everywhere, people still up from the festivities and Irish people telling us Happy New Year and 'Morning!' every time they walked by. A very kind bunch, really. I find their attitude similar to Alaskans. Smiling and saying hello to strangers, being a little joking and playful in humor; things like that. Anyway, once on the tour bus, we watched the sun of the New Year rise in Ireland. The grassy knolls, the small hedges, and the land of the Fae ... I really love Ireland. A land full of rich folklore and history and beautiful scenery. The tour lasted almost the entire day, making stops here and there for some better shots for photography. Ireland sure has some unbelievably adorable sheep. After that, we went shopping a little bit in Galway, Ireland where I bought myself a wool scarf/hoodie and some gifts for the family. Finally, we returned to Dublin and the mysterious apple bed had a human in it. Surprise!
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
First thing in the morning, we got on a ferry for an hour before landing in Wales. I took one sole picture of the dock saying, "Welcome to Wales," and we got on a train to London. Since we didn't arrive until a little later in the day, we headed to a pub for some fish and chips and some English mashed potato, sausage thing. I honestly wasn't really digging the second dish, but fish and chips were satisfactory. I definitely prefer Irish food and French food has to come out as number one. We found out hostel after taking the British metro (Underground, apparently, is the term - also, I guess Americans use the word Subway. Metro is French. Oops on my part more than once!), which is unbelievably expensive. We bought the Oyster card, an item that is for use with buses and the Underground for a much cheaper rate than if we were to buy tickets separately (five pounds for one ticket Underground). Our hostel was very nice and our room had eighteen girls in it. Had a long shower for once, and slept in a little.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Our first full day in London. First things first were to head to Buckingham Palace where we did not see the guards with the poofy, tall black hats. It appeared as though we had come on the wrong day, but there were other guards who spoke with us and let us take pictures with them. We did watch some Cavalrymen from the other side of Buckingham palace, something that was neat and fancy too. Once that was finished we headed to Westminster Abbey and were highly (okay, I was highly) disappointed by the size of Big Ben. In case you are not aware of its size, it is about sixteen stories tall and is nearly the same height as the cathedral of Westminster Abbey just across from it. That sounds big, but considering how we see it in movies, I will have you know that it is greatly exaggerated in films. Probably just like the Statue of Liberty (I don't really know, I just read an article that said it is not as big as films make it out to be).
After being disappointed by the size of Big Ben, it was a little bit difficult for me to fully appreciate its beauty. It is a very beautiful building. The details and architecture is fantastic. But we moved on to Westminster Abbey where we were not allowed to take photos and paid eighteen pounds to get in (basically thirty dollars). It was gorgeous, and very saddening to not be able to take pictures. Tombs of the queens and kings of England were buried there, homages to famous writers like Charles Dickens, Lewis Carroll, and more; there was so much there. A mass happened while we were walking around so decided to participate in it. I have to admit that it is neat to say the only mass I have ever attended was in Westminster Abbey in London. A communion came after that, which we did not participate in. Neither of us are Christians or followers of Jesus, so it felt a little strange to be there. Otherwise, the building was beautiful with lots of history, including newer history such as being the place where Kate and William were married.
Continuing with our day in London, we had some tea and scones. I have come to really like tea, especially Earl Grey and Green Tea. English Tea is very good with no milk or sugar, I found. Earl Grey is accommodating either way. For a short while we walked the streets of London and stopped by a few book shops where I found some very interesting books on Mythology, Religion, and the like. I'm not sure if that's just the mode in the England or I've just been away from the United States for so long, but there were a lot more informative books on those subjects. It was much easier to find books on religion from a non-religious stand-point, though I have come to notice the America is a lot more religious than Europe.
Finally, we went on a boat tour that went under a few bridges and finally London Bridge. That lived up to expectations. Afterwards, we returned to our hostel to rest up before our final day of the voyage.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Our last day was spent in the British Museum. It was probably the best part of the entire voyage. I did enjoy the landscape of Ireland, but there was so much history in the museum. There were items from ancient Mesopotamia, Egypt, Aztec findings, Persia, ... just ... everywhere. There were ancient Roman vases, the Rosetta Stone, Cleopatra's body, mummies filling up entire rooms, ancient Akkadian written tablets, items from the Parthenon, Jade carvings from China, and more. It was impossible to take pictures of everything, so I tried my best to take pictures of the things that were especially amazing. It was one of the best four hours of my life.
After the Museum we walked around the streets again, searching for some places to shop. Unfortunately, everything is just so expensive in London that I didn't really buy much. I bought some gifts for my family, a few books, and I believe a few other nick nacks, but other than that, London was too expensive. I'm not sure how people can manage to live there.
Finally, we stayed the night in the airport, since that was allowed there. Ayaka slept while there, but I spoke with two other people who were staying the night. A girl from Italy who spoke five languages and a man originally from Turkey but had lived in London for ten or fifteen years. We spoke of religion and many other things. It was a meeting that I think I will never forget. The world is filled with unique and interesting people who have made wondrous voyages both physically, mentally, and spiritually.
We left London early in the morning, landing in Paris to grab a bite to eat and shop a little before returning to Angers.
Today, I reflect on my voyage and find that I have learned a lot from it. I wish that other people in this world will have the advantage and chance for such an experience. Open your mind. I have seen so many people be held back by religion, politics, and other ideas that keep their mind stuck on just their own values. Learn about other ideas. It doesn't mean change them, but learn about them and don't be so quick to judge. Stop thinking that other people are wrong. They just have different ideas.
May you have had a wonderful New Year's celebration to my readers and may you have a fantastic 2013. May you continue to learn many things in this world!
Until next time~
As it is now 2013 and we have only a year and four-ish months until our next Doomsday, I have finally returned from my eight day voyage. It was long and I am going to try my best to recount the events to the best of my tired and exhausted memory.
To begin, our airlines only allowed one baggage that fitted a rather depressingly small limit. In that case, I brought about three pairs of pants and shirts for eight days and was forced to wear them over again in order to fit the baggage requirement. Not only that, but I knew that I was going to be buying things in my destinations for the New Year's. Bringing sweaters was mandatory as I had been told that Ireland and the UK tend to have a lot of wind and is a bit chillier than France.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Paris was a little bit frustrating at first. It took me a long time to find Ayaka in the Louvre and I was a little bit confused from a long train ride and not being accustomed to big cities with millions of people. I ended up missing out on the Louvre since it was closing in only thirty minutes after I made it there. Most of the rooms were closed and I didn't want to rush through the little that was still open. Once I did manage to meet up with Ayaka we went through the metro in order to buy some food from a market and head to our hostel. Most people in Paris speak English, which was a bit strange for me considering that I have been speaking and hearing the people around me speak French for three months.
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Unfortunately, our hostel was booked that night so we had to book another. Though, first things first, we went to the Opera house of Paris. It was magnificent, the architecture and frescoes on the ceilings. Sculptured of the Greek Muses and gods ... the halls of gold ... it was beautiful. After a few hours in there it was to the Louvre. The metro is kind of expensive and really not my favorite way of getting around, so we tried walking. We had some Chinese food and walked through the extremely crowded area of Galerie Lafayette. It is apparently famous for its windows where little puppet shows are put on. People were shoulder to shoulder, and it was difficult to move at all. A kind of interesting experience, all in all. We didn't really get anything done except walk around Paris for hours and hours searching for the Louvre at that point. Unfortunately, by the time we found out that we had made a full circle back to Galerie Lafayette in three hours time, we took the metro to the Louvre. It was closed. I was very heartbroken, knowing that our next day was going to be spent at the Château de Versailles and we were not going to have any time to return. Going to the Louvre was my number one things to do in Paris. I am not sure when the next time I will ever be able to return to Paris, I imagine some day in the future, but it will most likely not be for a while. We were also not able to fit in seeing the Notre Dame de Paris, my second thing to see in Paris. So, I kind of missed out on the two most looked forwarded to things on my list. Afterwards we took pictures of L'Arc de Triomph and walked down Champs-Élysée where the marché de Noël was and began our search for our hotel.
I was already finding that my luck was deciding to rest on the bad side for me, but it didn't really hit a low until we finally found our hotel, locked and the machine outside not accepting our online reservation. As it was practically midnight in Paris and we were finding ourselves without a place to sleep, we finally decided to just buy another room. My iPod touch would not open web browsers and it is impossible for me to shut it down thanks to the button breaking about a month ago, which we were kind of relying on for internet for finding places and whatnot. The hotel was a little sketch, but nothing bad happened.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Last day in Paris. We headed to the Château de Versailles for almost the whole day. We found that there was a phenomenal line before entering. By phenomenal, I mean that we waiting for almost three hours in this line and it wrapped around about four times, nearly filling up the area in front of the château. Luckily, it was free for students and we were shoved around by other visitors. Other than that, it was a very beautiful castle. I had not been aware that it held certain paintings and statues - or the hall of mirrors. Unfortunately, I brought my boots with me because I had heard that Ireland would be a little chilly with the wind and it being close to the ocean. They have a heel, though I had thought it would be all right since it is meshed with the other part of the boot. Faulty logic on my part. My feet hurt so bad that on our way out we stopped by this small store in order to buy cheap flats so that my feet would stop crying. Finally, we ready to stay the night at the airport since we had an early flight. We met a Chinese girl who was studying in Italy while there and the three of us were kicked out around midnight. Apparently, Beauvais in Paris is one of the only airports in France that closes late at night. So we took a bus to nowhere, the Parisien busdriver being a little less than agreeable with us. Finally, another French person on the bus told us where to go since he and his girlfriend had also been kicked out of the airport. Once at the hotel, he helped us in and as we talked, we found out that he was also from Angers!
Monday, December 31, 2012
The flight was short and we were in Dublin early in the morning. We took a bus to downtown, finding that most signs were in Irish and English, which I thought was pretty cool. Once settled down in the hostel, we went on a tour around town, learning about the buildings and history of Dublin. We stopped by Guinness, but it was kind of expensive to enter so headed to the cathedral instead. Unlike France, you have to pay to enter the cathedrals in Ireland and UK, something that I think kind of defeats the whole purpose and idea of a cathedral or holy place meant for worship. It was a pretty cathedral, and about halfway through it we realized that the time was different by an hour. So we headed back to the hostel where we met one of the other girls staying in our room. She was from Sitka, the first other Alaskan I have met in Europe. Although Sitka is very different in weather and mentality from the interior, it was still nice to meet someone a little bit closer in understanding than other Americans. There was one other person, but we never saw her, just a pile of apples that sat on her bed.
For the New Year's Eve night, we ended up walking around, a little lost in search of fireworks. They went off before we could find them and by the time we could see them they were done. Defeated and sad, Ayaka and I got into a little bit of a dispute and a long talk thanks to personality and probably cultural differences as well (and that our common language is not either of our maternal languages). After coming to some common ground and apologizing, we made up over some traditional Irish stew, Potato skins, Guinness, and Cider in a small pub to greet 2013.
When we returned to the hostel, the mysterious apple bed was still uninhabited and the other Alaskan was gone. We heard fireworks at the new year (we celebrated a little early since we had a tour at five in the morning the next day) and to bed it was.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Starting the New Year off, we waited at a bus stop for our tours at five in the morning and looking at the streets. Beer bottles were broken everywhere, people still up from the festivities and Irish people telling us Happy New Year and 'Morning!' every time they walked by. A very kind bunch, really. I find their attitude similar to Alaskans. Smiling and saying hello to strangers, being a little joking and playful in humor; things like that. Anyway, once on the tour bus, we watched the sun of the New Year rise in Ireland. The grassy knolls, the small hedges, and the land of the Fae ... I really love Ireland. A land full of rich folklore and history and beautiful scenery. The tour lasted almost the entire day, making stops here and there for some better shots for photography. Ireland sure has some unbelievably adorable sheep. After that, we went shopping a little bit in Galway, Ireland where I bought myself a wool scarf/hoodie and some gifts for the family. Finally, we returned to Dublin and the mysterious apple bed had a human in it. Surprise!
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
First thing in the morning, we got on a ferry for an hour before landing in Wales. I took one sole picture of the dock saying, "Welcome to Wales," and we got on a train to London. Since we didn't arrive until a little later in the day, we headed to a pub for some fish and chips and some English mashed potato, sausage thing. I honestly wasn't really digging the second dish, but fish and chips were satisfactory. I definitely prefer Irish food and French food has to come out as number one. We found out hostel after taking the British metro (Underground, apparently, is the term - also, I guess Americans use the word Subway. Metro is French. Oops on my part more than once!), which is unbelievably expensive. We bought the Oyster card, an item that is for use with buses and the Underground for a much cheaper rate than if we were to buy tickets separately (five pounds for one ticket Underground). Our hostel was very nice and our room had eighteen girls in it. Had a long shower for once, and slept in a little.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Our first full day in London. First things first were to head to Buckingham Palace where we did not see the guards with the poofy, tall black hats. It appeared as though we had come on the wrong day, but there were other guards who spoke with us and let us take pictures with them. We did watch some Cavalrymen from the other side of Buckingham palace, something that was neat and fancy too. Once that was finished we headed to Westminster Abbey and were highly (okay, I was highly) disappointed by the size of Big Ben. In case you are not aware of its size, it is about sixteen stories tall and is nearly the same height as the cathedral of Westminster Abbey just across from it. That sounds big, but considering how we see it in movies, I will have you know that it is greatly exaggerated in films. Probably just like the Statue of Liberty (I don't really know, I just read an article that said it is not as big as films make it out to be).
After being disappointed by the size of Big Ben, it was a little bit difficult for me to fully appreciate its beauty. It is a very beautiful building. The details and architecture is fantastic. But we moved on to Westminster Abbey where we were not allowed to take photos and paid eighteen pounds to get in (basically thirty dollars). It was gorgeous, and very saddening to not be able to take pictures. Tombs of the queens and kings of England were buried there, homages to famous writers like Charles Dickens, Lewis Carroll, and more; there was so much there. A mass happened while we were walking around so decided to participate in it. I have to admit that it is neat to say the only mass I have ever attended was in Westminster Abbey in London. A communion came after that, which we did not participate in. Neither of us are Christians or followers of Jesus, so it felt a little strange to be there. Otherwise, the building was beautiful with lots of history, including newer history such as being the place where Kate and William were married.
Continuing with our day in London, we had some tea and scones. I have come to really like tea, especially Earl Grey and Green Tea. English Tea is very good with no milk or sugar, I found. Earl Grey is accommodating either way. For a short while we walked the streets of London and stopped by a few book shops where I found some very interesting books on Mythology, Religion, and the like. I'm not sure if that's just the mode in the England or I've just been away from the United States for so long, but there were a lot more informative books on those subjects. It was much easier to find books on religion from a non-religious stand-point, though I have come to notice the America is a lot more religious than Europe.
Finally, we went on a boat tour that went under a few bridges and finally London Bridge. That lived up to expectations. Afterwards, we returned to our hostel to rest up before our final day of the voyage.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Our last day was spent in the British Museum. It was probably the best part of the entire voyage. I did enjoy the landscape of Ireland, but there was so much history in the museum. There were items from ancient Mesopotamia, Egypt, Aztec findings, Persia, ... just ... everywhere. There were ancient Roman vases, the Rosetta Stone, Cleopatra's body, mummies filling up entire rooms, ancient Akkadian written tablets, items from the Parthenon, Jade carvings from China, and more. It was impossible to take pictures of everything, so I tried my best to take pictures of the things that were especially amazing. It was one of the best four hours of my life.
After the Museum we walked around the streets again, searching for some places to shop. Unfortunately, everything is just so expensive in London that I didn't really buy much. I bought some gifts for my family, a few books, and I believe a few other nick nacks, but other than that, London was too expensive. I'm not sure how people can manage to live there.
Finally, we stayed the night in the airport, since that was allowed there. Ayaka slept while there, but I spoke with two other people who were staying the night. A girl from Italy who spoke five languages and a man originally from Turkey but had lived in London for ten or fifteen years. We spoke of religion and many other things. It was a meeting that I think I will never forget. The world is filled with unique and interesting people who have made wondrous voyages both physically, mentally, and spiritually.
We left London early in the morning, landing in Paris to grab a bite to eat and shop a little before returning to Angers.
Today, I reflect on my voyage and find that I have learned a lot from it. I wish that other people in this world will have the advantage and chance for such an experience. Open your mind. I have seen so many people be held back by religion, politics, and other ideas that keep their mind stuck on just their own values. Learn about other ideas. It doesn't mean change them, but learn about them and don't be so quick to judge. Stop thinking that other people are wrong. They just have different ideas.
May you have had a wonderful New Year's celebration to my readers and may you have a fantastic 2013. May you continue to learn many things in this world!
Until next time~
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