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The London Experience 2.0

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

            
           There is always that one place you find yourself seeing for the first time and irrevocably falling in love. A sense of warmth and well-being flows through your body, and you think, “I’m home.” London is my so-called happy place thus far. I have been trying to write a post so powerful for weeks to describe the weekend experience, but nothing I wrote seemed to grasp the thrill and experience this beautiful city brought me. A long weekend is all it took for me to picture my adult self roaming about the streets of London with a cup of tea in my hand, trying to catch the Tube (slang for metro) for work. I see myself walking the streets and speaking to the strangers in my British accent that I have picked up through my years of living. Although, I'm sure the accent will still be as fake as when I first started trying it out 8 years ago--hey, you can't blame a girl for trying, right?
            The scenery and all the sight seeing only grasped a small amount of what England has to offer. However, I can say this, in the small amount of time spent in that country, I quickly realized that there was a lot to offer. Ah, the joys of being young and having a future ahead of you is what makes travel that much more exciting. You never know what turn your life can take. 
            You get off of the bus for the first time, and this is what you see…




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International Travel: Amsterdam Edition

Thursday, May 19, 2016

           There is always that awful feeling you get when something doesn’t go as you planned it; like the bus stopping before it’s at your destination, not having wifi, or not getting the expected results in the research you’ve been working on. Though something you realize when you have a moment to really sit down and think is that all of that doesn’t matter. Yeah, the issues can be a big problem and will probably need to be resolved, but if there is nothing you can do about it, then here is some advice to live by: look on the bright side. I am so guilty of being wrapped up in the moment, I forget about where I am and how many things there are to do that excludes the Internet and transportation.
            So, I finally did what I first set out to do, and that was to go roam in the woods alone, find a beautiful place to just sit, and write. Two weeks in, and I finally got a chance to have some alone time, and bask in the beauty I was surrounded in. As soon as I sat down and looked around me, I thought to myself, “wow, who cares about my insignificant problems. You are finally doing what you dreamed to be doing at this moment. Breathe, relax, and let your mind wander.” I reveled in the biting wind, and the sing-song of the wild animals surrounding the woods. At that moment, I felt content…peaceful…thankful.
            Now you feel centered again and still have your problems to think about, so what’s the next thing you do? Travel is the correct answer for this one. You sat. You cried. You had the best of times. You had the worst of times. Now you need some live European action (no pun intended). So, without further ado, here is a short clip of my travels to Amsterdam…




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Tips for the Healthy and Insane

Friday, May 13, 2016

Living in a new country definitely has its difficulties, especially when trying to keep a consistent schedule. I am very much used to waking up at 7:30 am every morning, doing my morning rituals, drinking a protein shake, going to workout, going to school, eating, studying, down-time, showering, sleeping, and waking up to do it all over again. A schedule keeps me sane and helps me be the best person I can be, whether in school, or having it be health related. That being said, it’s certainly been a shock for me to get accustomed to the repetitive motions of my day.

I woke up today, determined to get into a schedule with repetition. First thing’s first, I needed to get up and workout. Now walks I have been doing with my apartment mates everyday since I have arrived, but fully-blown 2-3 hour workouts that I am accustomed to, have not been on the agenda for about 8 days now. This is a rarity for me, since I have consistently been clean eating and exercising 5-7 times a week for almost a year now.
Thank the dear Lord for my roommate, Theresa; if it weren’t for her, I probably would not have gotten out of bed early enough to do my abs circuit training and lower body workout. She’s honestly the real MVP in this story. After a workout, I got ready, ate a cup of yogurt, and drank some earl grey tea. It was undoubtedly a delightful morning.
            That being said, I still need to do a few things to get back to a healthy, yet reasonable plan. Here are some tips and tricks to stay active, eat healthy, yet still make the most out of your experience.

Step 1: Buy yourself some groceries. For one, eating out all the time is going to get really pricey really fast. If you want to be adventurous and “do as the Romans do” or in this case, the Germans, get some recipes online that are usually eaten by the natives of this country.
I personally love to meal prep, so this week I am going out and buying all the things I need to prep for a meal or two a day. I’m going to add in some ethnic cuisine, and my normal chicken/broccoli meals as well. That way, I don’t miss out on much.
Stay away from a ton of breads, pastas, cheese, and deserts. I have been nonstop eating a lot of the aforementioned, and although it’s not a bad thing to sometimes indulge in the not so healthy things, overdoing on something tends to turn into a bad thing.

P.S. Not going to lie though, gelato will continue to be in my daily routine since America is lacking, and Alhana gets cranky without it. Fruit is another desert I always crave, so I think that’s good, right? Right. If you’re not a big sweets person, (and I can tell you, I am not) get ready to experience the weirdest daily cravings of all kinds of deserts. They are to die for in Europe, and they’re not as heavy either…or in this case, they don’t seem to feel as heavy in my body, but may be just as fattening, if not more so than the U.S. I guess I'll just add in an extra long cardio everyday and pray for the best.

Step 2: When you go out, get something a little lighter. What I have learned in Europe is that lunch is usually the biggest meal, and dinner is a lot lighter. I usually eat in the school “Mensa,” and one great thing about it is that most of their side items that come with the main meal are healthy. They have all kinds of healthy options, and several different kinds of vegetables, fruits, and even light deserts. You can never go wrong with all of the veggies! The main dish is usually more caloric anyways, so healthy side items are good.
 However, when traveling, I like to try all the good, authentic restaurants. So, if you do feel like you really want to try new food, and you don’t really know how healthy it is, go for it. You’re only in Europe a few times (if that) in your life, so live a little. Usually, when I go out to eat, it’s because everyone in my group and I have been sight seeing or shopping and need something to fill us up. In any case, you’ll probably have been walking for hours on end anyways, so you deserve a break.

Step 3: Go out and explore! You are in a new country, and there is never enough time in your day to really see everything there is to see. Walking is a perfect way to keep yourself active, especially if you’re studying or working abroad. The time will pass in the blink of an eye, and before you know it, you’re 10, 000 steps into your walk and have a ton of memories and pictures to show for it.
            Life in Europe is pretty easy in regards to walking, because well, you walk everywhere! The hills, stairs, and roads are endless, so there is never a way to not be active. You would have to physically strap yourself to a motorized wheelchair, and tell people about your fake ailments. Nah, just go for the exercise. At first, you’ll feel like you’re dying when you have to go up, what seems like a 90˚ angled hill, but once you’re up there, you feel like rocky balboa after he wins a big tournament match. Repeat after me, “Do it for the butt!” It usually works in my case, haha.

Step 4: Exercise if you can. If you have time, go out for a run, or do a quick abs/leg/arm/back/chest workout at your place of residence (P.S. pick one of those muscle groups, not all of them). It’s good for people like me who are used to the 2-3 hour strain of cardio/heavy lifting. An hour a day is what I’m aiming for, and as my days get to be more consistent, my workouts will start to be consistent as well. In any case, cardio can usually be the walks/exploring you do, so a small muscle workout would be rather simple and quicker to do on a daily basis.

Step 5: Take a break, and make sure to sleep! Just because there is so much to do and see does not mean you can skip on those zzzz’s. You still need to keep up your strength and energy, and Europe will be there tomorrow, so catching those extra two hours is going to benefit you in the future, trust me. This past week has been filled with exhausting days, and it has really been messing with me physically, mentally, and emotionally. Take a nap if that’s what it takes. It’s better than nothing, especially if your nighttime is just as jam-packed as your daytime.

             I’m sure I’m missing key elements in my tips, but I’ll probably learn as I go for the next couple of months! What are some guidelines you live by when traveling and trying to maintain good health?





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All About That Bus...No Trouble

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Germany 6, Alhana 0. I have given up any spare morsel of hope that transportation around here will get better. I don’t know if it has to do with the fact that we are on the very outskirts of the city, or if I just have really really bad luck. The system itself is rather simple, but I cease to grasp the complexity of how I keep running into trouble. You go to the bus stop, look for your route, wait for said bus, get on said bus, wait for stop, and then get off bus. Simple right? WRONG!
            We go to the central station, look for our route, get on the bus, and wait for our route to get off. Our stop is the last stop on the route, so we know it’s not the wrong bus, since it has it not only on the signs by the stop, but also right on the front of the bus. I don’t know if it’s karma from when I was 5 and stole a toy car off of the ledge at Meijer, but the bus stops and turns off 4 stops before it reaches its last destination. We wait for a bit, and the bus driver stares, waiting for us to get off. I think his patience is very much wavering, because the next look he gives is one that will make even the Grinch cower. Great, we have no idea where we are...again. After about a mile of aimless walking, trying to get home, we find a stop, and a bus pulls up; we’re in luck! This one says it’s going back to where we need to go. I say a prayer to make sure this one makes the trip up that monstrosity of a hill. The bus starts to drive, and come to find out, we were walking the wrong way for a whole mile. Oy vey, we would have never found our place at the rate we were going…
            The next day was another learning experience for the books. You know, when you go to a country, you’d think someone would tell you the rules of all transportation services provided, but hey, what the heck do I know, right?

            Note to self: The bus does NOT open all of its doors at a stop, you have to open the last set. Don’t forget that for next time, stupid.

            You guessed it folks; I am most definitely an idiot! We were getting off at our next stop to get on another bus, but the doors weren’t opening, by the time my other apartment mate, Hannah, told us we had to manually open the doors, the other gateways off of this ride closed, and we pathetically looked out of the windows in horror, while she watched us pass by and laughed…really hard. We got off at the next stop and fast-walked back to our stop before our next bus came. When we finally saw the bus stop, we also saw the other bus that would lead us home. Oh shoot, if we missed this one, we would have to wait another hour before the next one came, so we booked it. When you run, you don’t realize how slow you really are, what with a 30-lb backpack on your back, really tight skinny jeans, and Sperry’s to carry you there. I don’t think anyone really understands what working-out and panicking means until you’re about to miss your bus.
            This was the 2nd time, and let’s takes a moment to count them again, 2nd time Theresa and I made a spectacle of ourselves today. I think the bus driver took pity on our pathetic lives and waited for us to run onto the bus. He and everyone at the stop watched as our little legs carried us to the bus. Good news was we made it; bad news was that we had to endure a whole bus ride with Hannah laughing at our stupidity.
            Stupid buses and their stupid rules. How in the world were we supposed to know?

            Life lesson: Make sure you’re not with Hannah (or any travel buddy) when you make a fool out of yourself. It will save you many nights of ridicule and harassment.


            P.S. Sooner or later, you’ll be there to witness their shame, and that’s when the real fun begins.

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