Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Spring Break!

From spending half a week in Colorado last year to visiting 3 separate countries this year, to say my spring break freshman year to sophomore year was different would be a vast understatement. Last week I got to spring break ‘European style’, and it was definitely unforgettable. I saw things that I’ve only dreamed of and experienced some of the most beautiful places an
The highlight of Naples was this staircase
d cultures in the world. Europe has truly left me in awe.

Naples
To start off spring break, Bre and I broke off from the group to head to Naples. We didn’t have any real plans for Naples since the only reason we were heading there was that we wanted to spend a day in the Pompeii ruins and when looking for a place to stay Naples was only a train ride away. Little did we know we were heading to the city with the largest drug cartel in Central Europe, or so our Air B and B host told us during our last night. Needless to say, Bre and I were more than ready to leave when we heard fireworks go off at midnight the night before we took off (that is supposedly the mafia’s way of informing everyone that a new shipment of drugs was in).

Pompeii
On our second day in Naples, we rode a train to Pompeii to tour the famous ruins. The tour was amazing, and I had so much fun learning not only about the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius but also the way of life before the eruption. After our tour, we went to lunch with two retired ladies from our tour group who were from San Diego and spending two weeks traveling Italy together. We had a great time talking to them and hearing about all of their travels and, unwilling to part ways after lunch, we all went souvenir shopping together where a street vendor tried to sell a keychain depicting an “Italian sandwich” (you can use your imagination to figure that one out). After we bought our souvenirs, we headed back to the train to try and find our way to the coast. We picked a random train stop on the way back and walked until we found the water. On our explorations, we found a lookout along the harbor, which offered a beautiful and relaxing place to take in the view. Way too soon we had to leave to make the train back to the city and end the fantastic day.
Iconic Pompeii statue in person
We took this as we were leaving because we
forgot to take one inside
Our view of the harbor

A pizza oven




Split
When I decided to study abroad, Croatia was not one of the places I ever thought of visiting, but I’m so glad Bre wanted to go because it turned out to be my favorite place thus far. Unfortunately, we only had an afternoon (that was cut into a night due to flight delays) and one full day there. When we planned our trip the only thing we wanted to do in Split, Croatia was cliff jumping, but due to Bre’s unfortunate tumble in Vienna, that wasn’t possible. In place of that activity, we impulsively booked an all-day island hopping boat tour starting at 8 am at 12:30 am the night before. In short, best decision I’ve ever made. My family can attest to my inability in telling the short version of any story, so let me recap this incredible day as best as I can.
We left our Air B and B at 7, which is good because we finally found the meeting spot 5 minutes before departure. Once we left, we had two hours until we reached the first island where we had to get off our boat to get onto a smaller one so we could fit through the tiny entrance into the Blue Cave. The entrance was so small that we had to duck to fit in, but once we sat back up I was speechless (shocking I know). The white sand caused the sun to illuminate the water, turning the water and the cave this beautiful shade of aqua blue. The water was so clear that you could see all of the sea life swimming below. Our ship captain explained to us that it was actually jellyfish season, and this became very apparent when we looked down and could easily spot at least three swimming past. After we docked at Komiža for breakfast, (due to the fact that it isn’t tourist season yet a lot of the shops weren’t open), Bre and I found a coffee shop and market for a fresh fruit breakfast. We then boarded the boat to visit some more caves and other picturesque sites. On our way to a swimming spot, the water police pulled us over for a random check. This ended up taking 20 minutes because our guide’s boating license had expired and he hadn’t received his new one yet, so they had to validate his story. Finally, we were cleared to continue our trip, and our next stop was to take a dip in the Adriatic Sea. It took me a little bit to ‘woman-up’ and jump in because of the temperature of the water (12 degrees Celsius) and the jellyfish. I didn’t realize how terrified I was of them until I was about to jump into the water. Luckily, the water was so clear that I could scan for them before I jumped in! Our final stop was Hvar for dinner, and then we embarked on the boat ride back to the mainland (a trip that was supposed to take an hour that turned into 2 because of the size of the waves).
Split at night

The Blue Cave

The island Vis


The island of Hvar

Sunset from the boat

Swimming with the jellies

Athens

Our last stop on spring break was Athens, Greece. We met up with Paige and Nick at the airport and headed to our beachfront Air B and B. Once we got settled, we went out and enjoyed a moonlit walk along the beach before bed. The next day was spent relaxing in the sun (when it showed itself from behind the clouds) reading, listening to music, and swimming. It was a much-needed day of relaxation after almost 2 full weeks of constantly going. We spent Saturday visiting the Agora and Acropolis with our personal tour guide, Nick. I had so much fun walking around the ruins and listening to Nick tell stories and explain everything. It definitely pays to travel with your history buff friends, because I learned so much and it really enriched the experience. Walking through the Agora was very cool, but the view from the Acropolis was breathtaking and the perfect way to end an amazing week.
The beach in Athens


Athena's temple

The view of Athens from the Acropolis

I had a blast traveling with her!

Dinner view of the Acropolis

Gelato fills in the cracks


Best tour guide around



Like all good journeys, one must get home. With the rest of our travel throughout the week going so smoothly, why wouldn’t our last leg of the journey follow suit? Ha, wrong. Saturday night, we tried to check into our flights and we found that our flight from Rome to Prague was scheduled for the following Saturday on an airline that has a no cancelations. So we reluctantly rebooked a 19-hour bus ride from Rome to Olomouc. That was an adventure, to say the least, but we left Rome at 1:15 and rolled into our dorm room 9:30am Monday morning. Despite this final challenge, spring break was a success and an adventure that I will never forget. I’ve always dreamed of traveling the world, and I am happy to report that actually doing it is even better than I imagined it would be.

XO Sheyenne



Monday, April 9, 2018

Toto, I've a Feeling We're Not in Nebraska Anymore

Culture shock- we've all experienced it on some level. One of the reasons studying abroad was so appealing to me was my fascination with different cultures and my desire to experience these differences or "culture shock" first hand. In my time spent abroad so far, I have noticed many differences as well as many similarities. These differences (good and bad) are what makes traveling so fun. 

I'm going to share some of my 'culture shock' moments with you, as I feel it is a huge part of the abroad experience.

One of the situations that I noticed very fast was the (much too often) reoccurrence of me being an (unwilling) spectator to a lot of tonsil hockey matches. Eloquently put, I know, but saying "I've seen a lot of people kissing” isn't suffice in explaining the gravity of the situation. As I've traveled, I've noticed that it's not just a Czech Republic thing; it is a European thing. They are not shy of PDA, which isn't a bad thing except for when you're trapped in the corner of a tram by two....affection people or when you are taking in a breathtaking view of the Alps and a man walks past you growling and you catch him out of the corner of your eye picking up a lady to kiss (by her bottom nonetheless). The PDA has definitely led to some funny stories among the group (and has helped me learn to never stand in the corner of a tram).

I love my leggings as much as the next college girl back home, but in the Czech Republic it's rare to see someone dressed down in public. This is one of the differences I was slightly aware of before I came here, but I guess I figured that I would still see some leggings and t-shirts around. That has actually proven to be relatively false. One of the things I wanted to work on while abroad dressing nicer (even on days it's not necessary). So in preparation, I only brought 4 pairs of leggings, which is a HUGE deal for me; however, it's been surprisingly easy for me to put in more effort than legging and a t-shirt for class. (This might also have to do with the fact that class is usually at 3 in the afternoon.) This is definitely something I plan on trying to continue when I return to the States.
A picture of my typical morning
at Bolzano

The last difference I'm going to talk about has definitely been my favorite, and I am absolutely going to miss it when I leave. The plethora of cafés (and the outdoor seating popping up at almost every eatery downtown)are so much fun. As I said earlier, most days class doesn't start until 3 pm which leaves my mornings open, and I have found a real love for sitting at a café, drinking coffee (more accurately drinking an Americano because they don't brew coffee here), and just relaxing or doing my homework. While I love exploring new cafés around town, I am partial to Café Bolzano’s, which is conveniently right down the road from my dorm. Bre and I go almost every day, and we have formed a sort of relationship with the nice owner who always seems to be able to twist my arm into getting a sweet treat to go with my coffee. I’m also excited about the weather warming up because more and more restaurants set up outdoor seating. With the beautiful and historic atmosphere, I can't wait to soak up my time in Europe with warm sun, a  fabulous view, and a cold pivo of course.

With one month of the trip gone in a flash, I'm really focusing on enjoying the little things and trying to experience all that I can. I really love embracing other cultures and feel like there’s so much to learn from every single place we visit. I can only hope the remainder of the trip slows down because I have found so much happiness, education, and perspective in Europe that I’m not ready for it to end anytime soon. What can I say? I have definitely been bitten by the travel bug, and I definitely don't plan on stopping anytime soon! 
The massive crepes at Café La Fée

Café La Fée in Olomouc
Café randomness with Fav
Café Library
My Break Café treats



Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Class trip take 1

The program I am apart of includes four class trips, and on March 22, we went on our first excursion to Prague, Czech Republic and Dresden, Germany. At this point, I had already been to Prague for a few days before the program began, but this experience was so different because I was now traveling with not only 22 other students but also three amazing historians: Dr. Doug Biggs from UNK (who was crazy enough to come on this trip with us) and Jan and Martin, two professors from Plackey University (where I am currently studying). The amount of information stored in these three men's heads is incredible. I am learning things from them that I would never learn going to these places alone. 

This trip was amazing and was filled with memorable experiences that were both feel-good and eye-opening. Before we get into the feel-good portion of this trip, I'm going to cover the eye-opening- so bear with me.

The outside memorial for the paratroopers
(That is the hole that the Nazi's used to try and
flood them out of the crypt)
We visited St. Cyril and Methodius Church and crypt, which is where seven Czech paratroopers who were apart of the resistance during World War II, held off the Nazi's for 6 hours before their heroic deaths. These paratroopers were in charge of carrying out Operation Anthropoid, which was the operation responsible for the assassination of Reinhard Heydrich (third in rank in Hitler's army and the mastermind behind the implementation of the Shoah or Holocaust). His death was the highest ranking Nazi assassination to succeed. In preparation for this trip, we watched Anthropoid the film, and I highly recommend it. It really helped me understand the impact that these events had on the war and on the Czech people. As a direct result of the assassination, Hitler had 10,000 Czech citizens killed. While I learned about World War II in high school, the stuff I was taught didn't start to be seem like more than statistics until I actually witnessed its physical effects on this trip. This kind of learning is not something you can get in a classroom, and I am so thankful for the opportunity to begin to understand.
On the 3rd day of our trip, we visited Dresden, Germany. Here, we visited the first Lutheran church so far on our trip, and it was just recently rebuilt after being destroyed during the bombing of Dresden during World War II. Visiting this church was not the eye-opening experience though, it was what happened outside of the church that shook me up and made me really think. Dresden was just a day trip for us, so mid-afternoon we all had to meet in front of the church to head back to the bus as a group. As we were sitting near a statue of Martin Luther, talking about our day and waiting for the last few members of our group to arrive, I started to hear a chorus of voices chanting, and I turned around to see dozens of police officers and a parade of people heading towards us. At this point, I was very confused because first off, I was caught completely off guard by being the small-town girl I am, and secondly, because they were chanting in German, so I couldn't understand what they were saying. I turned to Jan to ask him what was going on and with a somber expression on his face, he told me that it was a neo-nazi protest and that they were singing the German national anthem with the Nazi addition. To say I was shocked is an understatement; I could not believe what I was seeing. After talking to Jan further, he explained that they were protesting immigration as they want Germany to be a closed border country. Now I'm not blind to the hatred back in the states, but I've never witnessed it in person, so my first experience of this while also being in a foreign country was enough to shake any person. The fact that they used the Nazi version of the German anthem still shocks me now, even after I’ve had plenty of time to reflect. In my opinion, by using the Nazi addition they are openly agreeing with the horrendous acts of the Second World War, and I just can't wrap my head around that extreme hatred. It still saddens me when I think about it.
The protest

On our last day, we visited the Jewish Quarter in Prague, which is the location of the oldest synagogue in Europe. Jan and Martin told us that it survived the war due to Hitler's desire to use it as a kind of museum to commemorate the "race" that was eliminated. Today, the Quarter is used as a memorial to the Czech Jews who lost their lives in the war. The impact that the countless names covering the walls of room upon room had on me is one I will never forget. I remember walking through and thinking, "These are only the lives lost by the Czech Jewish community." This experience made me realize how truly impossible it is to fully wrap my head around the 6 million Jews killed (and that number isn’t even beginning to factor in all the others killed). I am looking forward to our trip to Auschwitz and Birkenau (as much as one can look forward to visiting the place responsible for the deaths of nearly a million people), so I can start trying to truly comprehend what all those history textbooks try to explain.
A tiny fraction of the names covering the walls 
Cemetery in the Jewish Quarter

One thing I have heard multiple times from our different professors while discussing World War II is, "You guys are lucky to live in the US.” or, "You are lucky to not know what it's like to be occupied by foreign soldiers." These statements really make me take a step back and reflect on how blessed we have been. The longer I am here, the more profound the subtle differences in personalities becomes apparent to me. A prime example of this is our once-a-week movie night when we watch a Czech film with some Czech students. These films do not feature happy endings because "it's not realistic”. This Tuesday we watched a war film that ended with the protagonist still stuck sick and in prison, and the Czech residents said that this was a happy ending because he hadn't died, yet. I think our version of happy ending versus theirs might not exactly line up. 

As you read, there were definitely some somber moments on this trip, but there was also some amazing experiences. One being the Easter market in Prague (I am determined to make this a thing back home). This market made me realize that I have an unhealthy obsession with cutely decorated eggs and paprika hot dogs. I loved walking through the stands and looking at all the fun things they were selling, and of course, due to the weather, we had to get hot wine to warm up. We also visited the beautiful Charles Bridge, I definitely recommend visiting it both during the day and at night. Go during the day so you can see all the beautiful sights and experience the street (or should I say bridge) vendors and musicians, and go at night because nothing compares to seeing the city lights and the castle across the river all lit up. The John Lennon wall was also really cool because who doesn't want a badass picture taken in front of an ever-changing wall of colorful graffiti? My friends and I also went on a night horse-drawn carriage ride through the Old Town, and even though five people to a carriage was a little tight, it was a fun way to tour the beautiful city. We also visited multiple beautiful churches; my favorite being the one where St. Wenceslaus was buried, and it was extra special to me because my home church is St. Wenceslaus. 
My friends posing on the Charles Bridge with Dr. Biggs

All of the knowledge and history I have learned in the short time I've been here makes me excited for all of the trips and knowledge to come. Our trip to Prague and Dresden were not only beautiful and so much fun, but also incredibly eye-opening and helpful in allowing me to better understand the world around us. I have so much to say about Europe and so little time, so keep reading my posts for updates! 

XO Sheyenne
The hole inside the crypt that they were
digging as an escape.





Just your average John Lennon wall picture,
how could I resist?

Infant of Prague

St. Wenselaus' burial room

Hot wine to warm our hands




Frauenkirche Lutheran Church

The eggs!!

The bridge at night

Martin, myself, Doug, and Fav after our uphill march to
the castle. The view was incredible.





Looking down on Prague

We really love paprika dogs!

The Easter market with Jenny and Paige.