I haven't really allowed myself much reflection time since being home. So much has been going on with reunions and my birthday, etc. It's been really nice to see my NAU friends and childhood friends again. Most of all, I've been really grateful to be in the presence of my family again. Nothing beats the comfort of home.
I think a lot of my readers may have slightly misinterpreted the tone behind my posts. I wanted to clarify that, though I only seemingly fixate on the negative occurrences of my abroad trip, doesn't mean it was an overall negative experience; not by a long shot. This was partially my fault. I used this blog more as an outlet to release tensions rather than really using it as a tool for documentation purposes. I've only ever been good at expressing myself on the downfall. When the good surfaces, I'm quite at a loss for words. It's a terrible habit, and I'm trying to learn how to express myself in all the ups and downs in life equally. The stereotypical artist/pessimist in me only ever finds inspiration for word outpours when there are negative occurrences.
This is moreso a disclaimer to let you all know, that by no means, do I regret this abroad journey. Despite the unfortunate happenings, I will always be grateful for this opportunity my parents granted. I know that I've grown into a more cultured woman, which was what I fully intended to do from the beginning. I wanted to see new worlds, and I was able to do that. I wanted to partake in new cultures, and I did that too. It's so cliche, but this journey was way more than I imagined, and not so much in other aspects. Do I wish there was more to it? Yeah, a bit. A few changes here and there to the trip I had, wouldn't have hurt, but by no means do I have any regrets. Wishful thinking and regrets are two completely different concepts.
Final goodbyes with my international friends was probably the hardest part. It kinda hit me that some of the genuine friendships I've developed overseas, won't be a part of my daily routine anymore. A couple of friends, I wasn't even able to have a final goodbye with. It definitely tug at my heart, because as much as I want to say I'll see them again someday; 1- that 'someday' won't be soon, or 2-that 'someday' could be never.
The one thing I'll miss most about Europe is the plethora of outdoor scenic routes available for every pedestrian. It's so easy just to walk outside to collect your thoughts and reestablish your breathing pattern again. Everywhere you go, it's absolutely breathtaking. It's so relaxing. Everywhere I went, I always found myself thinking, "wow, this is a good place to read or sketch." Our parks here are pathetic. I literally live in a suburban concrete jungle lol.
As excited as I was to come home, I was also kind of scared. Coming home meant I really had to tie down and really get to business. Coming home meant meeting reality once more. Coming home meant owning up to responsibilities that I've been unsuccessfully trying to avoid. Coming home meant waking up from this European dream I've held onto for so many years.
"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted." - Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
That's a wrap for this bog for now. If I return in the near future, it'll probably be more post-journey reflections/new epiphanies/new self-discoveries, etc.
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
Tuesday 22 December 2015
The Final Stretch
I flew back from Germany, and was only able to spend about 14 hours in Nottingham, before hauling myself off to London again to spend my last couple of days with my cousin. I first met him at the beginning of my abroad journey when I landed in London. He's been so generous throughout the term, and his hospitality definitely projected family love.
The reason I saved my last couple of days in London was really just to allow myself to run around and make some last minute errands that I've missed on my previous trips to London. I just felt it would be easier for me to prepare for my trip home in a more comfortable and open space. This last stop was a bit bittersweet, because it was a sign that my abroad journey was definitely winding down and coming to a complete stop.
My cousin took me on the London Eye at night. This was something I never intended to do, but am so glad he talked me into it. The view from the top was absolutely breathtaking. I love city lights and cityscapes. I love these rooftop views even more when situated next to the water. It was the perfect last check mark to my trip, and my type-A personality didn't even plan it. He then took me out to thi delicious Italian restaurant, and I can honestly say it was the best meal I had ever consumed throughout this entire semester. It was just a simple chicken fillet with salad on top, but this chicken was so soft and tender and seasoned perfectly. My cousin really does have a nice palette for food. He's a regular at this restaurant, apparently.
This time was kind of stressful, though. I was trying to prepare for my trip home. I had so many things, despite throwing out so many things I didn't want to. In the end, I still had to pay for a third luggage home (cheaper than sending a package home), and I was still fighting for space. In the end, it wasn't even space that I was fighting for. It was the distribution of weight. I managed to sneak on three carry-ons. Hehe, oops. **disclaimer, it was moreso my mother's LV boxes that took up the most space** Flew on Virgin Atlantic, which was surprisingly one of the better international flights I've ever flown on. Still doesn't top Cathay Pacific, but this flight definitely had a luxurious feel to it. I managed to snag a window seat, and caught up on a few films.
Not everything panned out, but things still turned out okay. Still haven't been able to really process things fully yet, so a follow-up post will be published to really tie this blog together.
"Cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall." - Psalm 55:22
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
The reason I saved my last couple of days in London was really just to allow myself to run around and make some last minute errands that I've missed on my previous trips to London. I just felt it would be easier for me to prepare for my trip home in a more comfortable and open space. This last stop was a bit bittersweet, because it was a sign that my abroad journey was definitely winding down and coming to a complete stop.
My cousin took me on the London Eye at night. This was something I never intended to do, but am so glad he talked me into it. The view from the top was absolutely breathtaking. I love city lights and cityscapes. I love these rooftop views even more when situated next to the water. It was the perfect last check mark to my trip, and my type-A personality didn't even plan it. He then took me out to thi delicious Italian restaurant, and I can honestly say it was the best meal I had ever consumed throughout this entire semester. It was just a simple chicken fillet with salad on top, but this chicken was so soft and tender and seasoned perfectly. My cousin really does have a nice palette for food. He's a regular at this restaurant, apparently.
This time was kind of stressful, though. I was trying to prepare for my trip home. I had so many things, despite throwing out so many things I didn't want to. In the end, I still had to pay for a third luggage home (cheaper than sending a package home), and I was still fighting for space. In the end, it wasn't even space that I was fighting for. It was the distribution of weight. I managed to sneak on three carry-ons. Hehe, oops. **disclaimer, it was moreso my mother's LV boxes that took up the most space** Flew on Virgin Atlantic, which was surprisingly one of the better international flights I've ever flown on. Still doesn't top Cathay Pacific, but this flight definitely had a luxurious feel to it. I managed to snag a window seat, and caught up on a few films.
Not everything panned out, but things still turned out okay. Still haven't been able to really process things fully yet, so a follow-up post will be published to really tie this blog together.
"Cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall." - Psalm 55:22
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
Kandern & Munich | Germany
Basel | Switzerland
Alsace | France
11 - 15 Dec
This was my last official trip of my abroad journey, so imagine how heartbreaking it felt when this particular trip was over </3 BUT it was something I've been planning on since before my abroad trip began. Germany was a priority for me. I purposely opened up my last week after classes so I could return to Germany. Unfortunately, it was pretty poor planning on my part. I really wish I saved more time for Germany so I could have the time to return to all of my favorite cities. It's okay. It's another excuse to return someday.
I absolutely love Germany. Anyone who knows me, knows I speak oh so highly of Germany all.the.time. It's a bit excessive (sorry, not sorry..? :P ). German's my third language, and Germany was the taste of European experience I've ever gotten. My first time was exactly four years ago - senior year of high school 2011 (now, I'm currently a senior in university). At the time, my love lied with the bigger & slightly more westernized cities. Now that I've had the opportunity to return, I'm returning with a new perspective, a higher maturity level, and deeper understandings when absorbing their culture. My German has only gotten more rusty, but I'm still so over the moon to be able to use it again. I realized that I'm not as terrible as I thought I was, but definitely not where I want to be with my speaking capabilities. "Übung macht den Meister." [Practice makes perfect.]
I flew into the Basel Mulhouse Euro Airport. The concept of this airport was so freaking cool! When you land, it gives you the option to exit into France OR Switzerland. This was the airport closes to Jenn & Aaron. I exited the Switzerland side, and got to spend a couple of hours in Basel, Switzerland before catching my bus to meet Jenn & Aaron. It was really nice seeing familiar faces in another country. I visited Jenn & Aaron. Jenn has been like my mentor since my jr. high days. I'm so grateful for everything she's done for me over the years. Jenn & Aaron are currently living in Kandern, Germany. Their location is literally at the border of Germany, France, & Switzerland. Their location is known as "Drei länder Ecke," which loosely translates to, "Three Country Corner." Isn't that cute?! haha. They are in the midst of a missionary trip. Jenn is teaching English at a private boarding school in this town, while Aaron works in the recruiting/administrative department. I'm so glad I had the opportunity to visit them. I've learned now that I'd much rather visit the smaller towns in Germany. The small towns in Germany have so much more charm and preserve the culture so much better. Being in smaller towns really eliminates the illusion of superficiality. My heart will always be in Germany & with my own personal depiction of the German culture. I think the smaller towns perfectly encompasses my romanticized image of Germany. Anyways, I spent the first 2 nights at their place. They were so generous with their hospitality. That Saturday, they drove me to France to visit a couple of Christmas markets. Alsace is moreso a county in France. We visited Riquewhir & Colmar. Colmar was the inspiration for Beauty & the Beast, but I think Riquewhir was a more accurate depiction than Colmar. Nonetheless, both towns were really adorable. I really felt like Belle, hehe.
Sunday morning, I rode the bus to Munich to meet up with Kathryn. She is also from NAU and is currently studying at NTU with me. We met in Nottingham through a mutual friend. It was so nice to return to a familiar city. It felt like, my turf, you know? Haha, seems so silly, but I loved it & really basked in the nostalgic feeling that wrapped around me as soon as I arrived. I loved everything about it, but the only downside was that this particular city has only grown more touristy. It lost a little bit of that magic for me. I think this was also a sign to encourage me to venture out to other German cities. I was so set on revisiting old cities, and I think the fear of unfamiliar territory frightened me a bit. I really loved the fact that Munich's beauty was still intact. Everything was definitely more expensive than it was four years ago. I was so ecstatic to revisit the Müller store to indulge in all the German chocolate. The Marienplatz was breathtaking. The Weihnachtsmarkt (Christmas market) gave me the best feeling, and definitely got me into the Christmas mood I've been waiting for. Bratwurst and hot chocolate was probably the worst combination ever, but I didn't care. I've waited too long for this. The hotel we stayed at was kinda weird. It was a very convenient location, but very deceiving as far as looks go. The lobby was grand, and the photos online were quite extravagant. However, the rooms itself were kinda gross. There wasnt even free wifi. Towards the end of the night, we would just hang out in Starbucks (shamefully hiding in the corner cuz we didn't want to order anything either) across the alleyway until closing.
My only regret was not carving out enough time for the one country I loved most. I was kind of on a crunch for time, because I had to get back to England to prepare for my trip home in time for my birthday. My last stop was London [next post].
"Conduct yourselves with wisdom toward outsiders, making the most of the opportunity." - Colossians 4:5
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
Alsace | France
11 - 15 Dec
This was my last official trip of my abroad journey, so imagine how heartbreaking it felt when this particular trip was over </3 BUT it was something I've been planning on since before my abroad trip began. Germany was a priority for me. I purposely opened up my last week after classes so I could return to Germany. Unfortunately, it was pretty poor planning on my part. I really wish I saved more time for Germany so I could have the time to return to all of my favorite cities. It's okay. It's another excuse to return someday.
I absolutely love Germany. Anyone who knows me, knows I speak oh so highly of Germany all.the.time. It's a bit excessive (sorry, not sorry..? :P ). German's my third language, and Germany was the taste of European experience I've ever gotten. My first time was exactly four years ago - senior year of high school 2011 (now, I'm currently a senior in university). At the time, my love lied with the bigger & slightly more westernized cities. Now that I've had the opportunity to return, I'm returning with a new perspective, a higher maturity level, and deeper understandings when absorbing their culture. My German has only gotten more rusty, but I'm still so over the moon to be able to use it again. I realized that I'm not as terrible as I thought I was, but definitely not where I want to be with my speaking capabilities. "Übung macht den Meister." [Practice makes perfect.]
I flew into the Basel Mulhouse Euro Airport. The concept of this airport was so freaking cool! When you land, it gives you the option to exit into France OR Switzerland. This was the airport closes to Jenn & Aaron. I exited the Switzerland side, and got to spend a couple of hours in Basel, Switzerland before catching my bus to meet Jenn & Aaron. It was really nice seeing familiar faces in another country. I visited Jenn & Aaron. Jenn has been like my mentor since my jr. high days. I'm so grateful for everything she's done for me over the years. Jenn & Aaron are currently living in Kandern, Germany. Their location is literally at the border of Germany, France, & Switzerland. Their location is known as "Drei länder Ecke," which loosely translates to, "Three Country Corner." Isn't that cute?! haha. They are in the midst of a missionary trip. Jenn is teaching English at a private boarding school in this town, while Aaron works in the recruiting/administrative department. I'm so glad I had the opportunity to visit them. I've learned now that I'd much rather visit the smaller towns in Germany. The small towns in Germany have so much more charm and preserve the culture so much better. Being in smaller towns really eliminates the illusion of superficiality. My heart will always be in Germany & with my own personal depiction of the German culture. I think the smaller towns perfectly encompasses my romanticized image of Germany. Anyways, I spent the first 2 nights at their place. They were so generous with their hospitality. That Saturday, they drove me to France to visit a couple of Christmas markets. Alsace is moreso a county in France. We visited Riquewhir & Colmar. Colmar was the inspiration for Beauty & the Beast, but I think Riquewhir was a more accurate depiction than Colmar. Nonetheless, both towns were really adorable. I really felt like Belle, hehe.
Sunday morning, I rode the bus to Munich to meet up with Kathryn. She is also from NAU and is currently studying at NTU with me. We met in Nottingham through a mutual friend. It was so nice to return to a familiar city. It felt like, my turf, you know? Haha, seems so silly, but I loved it & really basked in the nostalgic feeling that wrapped around me as soon as I arrived. I loved everything about it, but the only downside was that this particular city has only grown more touristy. It lost a little bit of that magic for me. I think this was also a sign to encourage me to venture out to other German cities. I was so set on revisiting old cities, and I think the fear of unfamiliar territory frightened me a bit. I really loved the fact that Munich's beauty was still intact. Everything was definitely more expensive than it was four years ago. I was so ecstatic to revisit the Müller store to indulge in all the German chocolate. The Marienplatz was breathtaking. The Weihnachtsmarkt (Christmas market) gave me the best feeling, and definitely got me into the Christmas mood I've been waiting for. Bratwurst and hot chocolate was probably the worst combination ever, but I didn't care. I've waited too long for this. The hotel we stayed at was kinda weird. It was a very convenient location, but very deceiving as far as looks go. The lobby was grand, and the photos online were quite extravagant. However, the rooms itself were kinda gross. There wasnt even free wifi. Towards the end of the night, we would just hang out in Starbucks (shamefully hiding in the corner cuz we didn't want to order anything either) across the alleyway until closing.
My only regret was not carving out enough time for the one country I loved most. I was kind of on a crunch for time, because I had to get back to England to prepare for my trip home in time for my birthday. My last stop was London [next post].
"Conduct yourselves with wisdom toward outsiders, making the most of the opportunity." - Colossians 4:5
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
Tuesday 8 December 2015
Paris | France
01 Dec - 06 Dec
I don't really know where to begin with this trip... I feel like my Italy trip was so successful that it immediately skyrocketed my expectations for my French trip. It could've also been that I've been romanticising Paris in my mind for so long that the pure joy never really surfaced upon arrival. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm regretful or disappointed, but I feel I could have enjoyed the trip MORE with just a few adjustments. They're just petty little things that range from hotel to company, etc. Don't get me wrong. The people I went with are my friends. The hotel was definitely decent. But it's difficult traveling with a considerably large group (5 people... I'll elaborate in a moment) & a hotel within closer proximity to central Paris would have been preferable. Back to the 5 people issue... Traveling with more than a couple of people gets complicated, because a lot of compromises & sacrifices have to be made in order to satisfy all participants. It's a bit disheartening when you've come so far from home, and you find out you can't quite experience everything you've been wanting to experience. Everyone also enjoys things on different levels, so it's extremely vital to share memories with those on the same playing field as you. **disclaimer: This doesn't mean I see any less of my friends. I'm just acknowledging the complications of differences.
Everyone has friends in their life, but under different circumstances because the chemistry flows differently in different friendships in your life. Just because you're close with certain people, doesn't mean you are meant to be roommates. The chemistry in this instance just didn't flow as smoothly, because everyone has different ideas on touristing efficiency. I have always been a list person. I like checking things off & seeing what I've accomplished. But life isn't just about checking things off of a list. It's everything in between that no one can see. I thought that I would immediately fall in love with a city if I would just be able to SEE certain things. Once again, not true with my nature. I realize now that I'm the type of traveler that prefers experience over observation. I don't like being in a rush. I understand the importance of seeing historical sites, but if we're always rushing from place to place, we're missing everything in between. We're missing the culture & the simple, every-day life of a Parisian. I felt that was the biggest thing lacking from my trip - culture. I like finding a middle ground between touristing and getting a taste of culture. I don't know what I was expecting, but I do know it was lacking. Maybe I was just waiting for one of those, "it was better than I imagined moments," and it never really did happen.
One day, I hope I'm given the opportunity to return and give this city another chance by seeing/experience the Parisian life with a new perspective. I want to love this city, I really do. It's so beautiful. French cuisine is no joke (bread, pastries, delicacies, sweets, all of the above). Disneyland Paris was absolutely magical. The Louis Vuitton flagship store imprinted a phenomenal feeling.
Being an art geek, I love how the history intertwines with the art. Claude Monet is my FAVORITE artist of all time, hands down.
I got a bit emotional when I was in the presence of a Monet painting at the Louvre for the first time in my life. I was so in awe and everything seemed so surreal. Did I get to check everything off my Parisian bucket list? YES (: However, as of right now, I love the idea of Paris rather than just simply loving the city itself. This doesn't mean I'm any less grateful for the opportunity. There were MANY highlights throughout this trip that mainly revolved around site-seeing. I'm just eager to go back to see what else Paris has to offer.
"Many are saying of me, 'God will not deliver him.' But you, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high." - Psalm 3:2-3
Lieben Immer,
N.M.Chow
I don't really know where to begin with this trip... I feel like my Italy trip was so successful that it immediately skyrocketed my expectations for my French trip. It could've also been that I've been romanticising Paris in my mind for so long that the pure joy never really surfaced upon arrival. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm regretful or disappointed, but I feel I could have enjoyed the trip MORE with just a few adjustments. They're just petty little things that range from hotel to company, etc. Don't get me wrong. The people I went with are my friends. The hotel was definitely decent. But it's difficult traveling with a considerably large group (5 people... I'll elaborate in a moment) & a hotel within closer proximity to central Paris would have been preferable. Back to the 5 people issue... Traveling with more than a couple of people gets complicated, because a lot of compromises & sacrifices have to be made in order to satisfy all participants. It's a bit disheartening when you've come so far from home, and you find out you can't quite experience everything you've been wanting to experience. Everyone also enjoys things on different levels, so it's extremely vital to share memories with those on the same playing field as you. **disclaimer: This doesn't mean I see any less of my friends. I'm just acknowledging the complications of differences.
Everyone has friends in their life, but under different circumstances because the chemistry flows differently in different friendships in your life. Just because you're close with certain people, doesn't mean you are meant to be roommates. The chemistry in this instance just didn't flow as smoothly, because everyone has different ideas on touristing efficiency. I have always been a list person. I like checking things off & seeing what I've accomplished. But life isn't just about checking things off of a list. It's everything in between that no one can see. I thought that I would immediately fall in love with a city if I would just be able to SEE certain things. Once again, not true with my nature. I realize now that I'm the type of traveler that prefers experience over observation. I don't like being in a rush. I understand the importance of seeing historical sites, but if we're always rushing from place to place, we're missing everything in between. We're missing the culture & the simple, every-day life of a Parisian. I felt that was the biggest thing lacking from my trip - culture. I like finding a middle ground between touristing and getting a taste of culture. I don't know what I was expecting, but I do know it was lacking. Maybe I was just waiting for one of those, "it was better than I imagined moments," and it never really did happen.
One day, I hope I'm given the opportunity to return and give this city another chance by seeing/experience the Parisian life with a new perspective. I want to love this city, I really do. It's so beautiful. French cuisine is no joke (bread, pastries, delicacies, sweets, all of the above). Disneyland Paris was absolutely magical. The Louis Vuitton flagship store imprinted a phenomenal feeling.
Being an art geek, I love how the history intertwines with the art. Claude Monet is my FAVORITE artist of all time, hands down.
I got a bit emotional when I was in the presence of a Monet painting at the Louvre for the first time in my life. I was so in awe and everything seemed so surreal. Did I get to check everything off my Parisian bucket list? YES (: However, as of right now, I love the idea of Paris rather than just simply loving the city itself. This doesn't mean I'm any less grateful for the opportunity. There were MANY highlights throughout this trip that mainly revolved around site-seeing. I'm just eager to go back to see what else Paris has to offer.
"Many are saying of me, 'God will not deliver him.' But you, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high." - Psalm 3:2-3
Lieben Immer,
N.M.Chow
Friday 27 November 2015
Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
26 Nov 2015 | Thanksgiving Abroad
This is my second Thanksgiving away from home. I didn't really see it as that big of a deal. I'm sure everyone misses the big feasting with close ones. Though it wasn't really a day of reflection for me (shame on me, I know :P), I used it as an excuse to really take my time and enjoy wandering around my city - unintentionally rediscovering the beauty of it. Also had a nice wannabe Thanksgiving meal with Faith at some restaurant named, Harvester. (Rotisserie chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, the works...)
I really love this time of year. I understand there are people out there who are against "hallmark holidays," because they think it's too cliche to tolerate and it's a marketing tactic. Their argument is that you should be appreciative and loving 24/7, not just 1 out of 365 days. I get that, I really. But what's the harm? I don't think it loses any sentiment if you keep the right people in your life. It's fun when everyone's on the same page and in the same festive mood. It makes these cherished moments more valuable and precious, because they ARE rare.
But anyways... that tangent wasn't supposed to happen... haha.
A day late (for thanksgiving reflection), but better late than never, right? I realize that I'm at a point in my life where I've never been more thankful for my family and true friends. I'm half way around the world from home, and my usual resources aren't as easily accessible (communication tools, health care, etc.) I'm so appreciative of my parents for allowing to have this once in a life time experience. Their unconditional support makes me miss them so much more. I kinda had a break-down a couple of weeks ago, and cried to my mom on the phone (I never cry in front of my mom). She already had all these solutions up her sleeve for me. She was so willing to just fly me back home immediately and forget this semester despite the fact that it may delay my graduation. She was so supportive when I said I wanted to drop my marketing degree and only pursue my management degree. My dad and I actually had a conversation that lasted over 10 minutes; a conversation with substance. Distance really does make the heart grow fonder. The appreciation for these small moments spike so much higher when there isn't an abundance of them. It's not even just about my close ties with my family, but being so far away, I also am able to acknowledge my most treasured friendships back home. It takes quite a bit for friends from home to reach out to me when I'm so far away. Thank God for technology, but there are still quite a few inconveniences (time difference, no calling/texting, etc.) I appreciate my small circle, because I now know everything is rooted in love. Sending all my love from the UK to the friends I can only count on 2 hands!
I hope that I have the courage to not only be thankful for what God's given me, but to be truly thankful for just Him.
"Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow." - James 1:17
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
This is my second Thanksgiving away from home. I didn't really see it as that big of a deal. I'm sure everyone misses the big feasting with close ones. Though it wasn't really a day of reflection for me (shame on me, I know :P), I used it as an excuse to really take my time and enjoy wandering around my city - unintentionally rediscovering the beauty of it. Also had a nice wannabe Thanksgiving meal with Faith at some restaurant named, Harvester. (Rotisserie chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, the works...)
I really love this time of year. I understand there are people out there who are against "hallmark holidays," because they think it's too cliche to tolerate and it's a marketing tactic. Their argument is that you should be appreciative and loving 24/7, not just 1 out of 365 days. I get that, I really. But what's the harm? I don't think it loses any sentiment if you keep the right people in your life. It's fun when everyone's on the same page and in the same festive mood. It makes these cherished moments more valuable and precious, because they ARE rare.
But anyways... that tangent wasn't supposed to happen... haha.
A day late (for thanksgiving reflection), but better late than never, right? I realize that I'm at a point in my life where I've never been more thankful for my family and true friends. I'm half way around the world from home, and my usual resources aren't as easily accessible (communication tools, health care, etc.) I'm so appreciative of my parents for allowing to have this once in a life time experience. Their unconditional support makes me miss them so much more. I kinda had a break-down a couple of weeks ago, and cried to my mom on the phone (I never cry in front of my mom). She already had all these solutions up her sleeve for me. She was so willing to just fly me back home immediately and forget this semester despite the fact that it may delay my graduation. She was so supportive when I said I wanted to drop my marketing degree and only pursue my management degree. My dad and I actually had a conversation that lasted over 10 minutes; a conversation with substance. Distance really does make the heart grow fonder. The appreciation for these small moments spike so much higher when there isn't an abundance of them. It's not even just about my close ties with my family, but being so far away, I also am able to acknowledge my most treasured friendships back home. It takes quite a bit for friends from home to reach out to me when I'm so far away. Thank God for technology, but there are still quite a few inconveniences (time difference, no calling/texting, etc.) I appreciate my small circle, because I now know everything is rooted in love. Sending all my love from the UK to the friends I can only count on 2 hands!
I hope that I have the courage to not only be thankful for what God's given me, but to be truly thankful for just Him.
"Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow." - James 1:17
Lieben Immer,
N.M. Chow
Wednesday 25 November 2015
Venice & Rome | Italy
18 Nov 2015 - 22 Nov 2015
This trip... man. I've been putting this post off for as long as possible, 'cause I don't even know where to begin! It was eye-opening, indescribable, inspiring experience all in one. I think anyone who has been around to see me grow up knows how deep my wanderlust runs. I have to admit, I was questioning my travel bug for quite some time since being ill. But this was my first trip actually out of the country [England] since September. This trip alone re-aligned the stars so I could see them again. My intention of this study abroad journey was to travel and to indulge myself in as much European culture as possible. Italy was my first step (disregarding my German trip 4 years ago).
I don't think it's hit me yet that I was in ITALY!! My jaw dropped & I don't think it ever came back up until the end of the trip. Though Rome & Venice have very distinct differences, they held their own type of beauty. Trekking to the most touristy sites was a given. These were sites I have only ever dreamed of seeing one day, and I couldn't believe that "one day" was here. I'm so in love with the art, the culture, the customs, everything. Out of all the European countries, my mom has only ever held an interest in visiting Italy. I can see why. Even as I'm reminiscing & composing this post, I can't stop smiling. The apple doesn't fall very far from the tree, and I know that she would've fallen in love with this country just as I have and basked in all the glory & beauty Italy has to offer.
I traveled with a friend, Natasha, to Rome for the first couple of days. She also attends NAU with me, but we met up here in Nottingham. Our hotel was so nice & conveniently located between the Trevi Fountain and the Colosseum. The art geek in me couldn't stop screaming on the inside when in the Sistine Chapel.
My friend had to leave before the weekend hit as she had another trip to go on, so I met up with one of my childhood friends, Vivian. She's currently studying abroad in Rome. She (and her flat mates) were so hospitable that I felt I had to drag myself on the plane to fly back to England. We made plans to make a day-trip to Venice. It seems kind of silly, but Venice was a priority for me, not only because of the beautiful scenery, but because my family & I stayed at the Venetian Hotel in Vegas more times than I can count. I wanted to see the REAL Venice in person. Unfortunately, it was raining the entire time; thus, we couldn't ride on the gondolas. Of course it's a disappointment, but I made a mental note to promise to come back another day, and I believe it'll happen.
My Italian friend, Chiara (whom I've met here in Nottingham), advised us not to eat at places with a "Tourist Menu" or have pictures on their menu. I think my friends and I have successfully done just that. This is a trip I will hold near & dear for many years to come. I'm so in love with Italy, and I can't wait to go back and explore more of what Italy has to offer. Travelling isn't just about seeing iconic sites & documenting it. It's about indulging yourself in the culture so you can get a taste of what the locals are privileged enough to experience on a daily basis - perspective. Both cities, though vastly different, allowed windows of opportunity for me to just forget reality for a bit, and I loved that. I felt so calm and protected from reality. So cliche, but so true.
This world is so big & offers so much, but this is only a glimpse of what God is fully capable of creating. I can't wait to see more.
"For by Him, all things were created, both in the heavens and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities - all things have been created through Him and for Him. He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together." - Colossians 1:16-17
Lieben Immer,
N.M.Chow
This trip... man. I've been putting this post off for as long as possible, 'cause I don't even know where to begin! It was eye-opening, indescribable, inspiring experience all in one. I think anyone who has been around to see me grow up knows how deep my wanderlust runs. I have to admit, I was questioning my travel bug for quite some time since being ill. But this was my first trip actually out of the country [England] since September. This trip alone re-aligned the stars so I could see them again. My intention of this study abroad journey was to travel and to indulge myself in as much European culture as possible. Italy was my first step (disregarding my German trip 4 years ago).
I don't think it's hit me yet that I was in ITALY!! My jaw dropped & I don't think it ever came back up until the end of the trip. Though Rome & Venice have very distinct differences, they held their own type of beauty. Trekking to the most touristy sites was a given. These were sites I have only ever dreamed of seeing one day, and I couldn't believe that "one day" was here. I'm so in love with the art, the culture, the customs, everything. Out of all the European countries, my mom has only ever held an interest in visiting Italy. I can see why. Even as I'm reminiscing & composing this post, I can't stop smiling. The apple doesn't fall very far from the tree, and I know that she would've fallen in love with this country just as I have and basked in all the glory & beauty Italy has to offer.
I traveled with a friend, Natasha, to Rome for the first couple of days. She also attends NAU with me, but we met up here in Nottingham. Our hotel was so nice & conveniently located between the Trevi Fountain and the Colosseum. The art geek in me couldn't stop screaming on the inside when in the Sistine Chapel.
My friend had to leave before the weekend hit as she had another trip to go on, so I met up with one of my childhood friends, Vivian. She's currently studying abroad in Rome. She (and her flat mates) were so hospitable that I felt I had to drag myself on the plane to fly back to England. We made plans to make a day-trip to Venice. It seems kind of silly, but Venice was a priority for me, not only because of the beautiful scenery, but because my family & I stayed at the Venetian Hotel in Vegas more times than I can count. I wanted to see the REAL Venice in person. Unfortunately, it was raining the entire time; thus, we couldn't ride on the gondolas. Of course it's a disappointment, but I made a mental note to promise to come back another day, and I believe it'll happen.
My Italian friend, Chiara (whom I've met here in Nottingham), advised us not to eat at places with a "Tourist Menu" or have pictures on their menu. I think my friends and I have successfully done just that. This is a trip I will hold near & dear for many years to come. I'm so in love with Italy, and I can't wait to go back and explore more of what Italy has to offer. Travelling isn't just about seeing iconic sites & documenting it. It's about indulging yourself in the culture so you can get a taste of what the locals are privileged enough to experience on a daily basis - perspective. Both cities, though vastly different, allowed windows of opportunity for me to just forget reality for a bit, and I loved that. I felt so calm and protected from reality. So cliche, but so true.
This world is so big & offers so much, but this is only a glimpse of what God is fully capable of creating. I can't wait to see more.
"For by Him, all things were created, both in the heavens and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities - all things have been created through Him and for Him. He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together." - Colossians 1:16-17
Lieben Immer,
N.M.Chow
Sunday 8 November 2015
London | England
24 Oct 2015 - 25 Oct 2015
I now realize I never really properly documented my first "official" mini trip to London. It was intended to be a weekend getaway. My friend, Faith (who is also from NAU studying at NTU), and I busted a mission and bus'd it to London (departure from Nottingham - 5am, arrival in London - 9am). This was so that we could have two full days in London and only pay one overnight accommodation. We're broke college students, okay? :P
Anyways, we settled on an Airbnb place in east London which was about a 30 minute train ride to Westminster (aka tourist central :P). Long story short, place was super nice and new, but really inconvenient proximity-wise.
Even though I've only taken one tiny trip so far, and it wasn't even out of the country, it's made me realize how fortunate I was growing up. My wanderlust stemmed from the plethora of oversea trips I've taken in the past. However, for some stupid reason, I never took into account how comfortable every arrangement was. I've been fortunate enough to stay at 4-5 start hotels or really upscale hostels in the past and food was mostly taken care of. I never felt rushed, because I was given time to fully experience the culture and my surroundings. Now that I'm traveling independently, budgeting and scheduling is quite stressful and exhausting. I don't know why these things never occurred to me in the past, but they have now.
In all honesty, I was very uncomfortable for a majority of this mini trip. Don't get me wrong. London is such an absolutely gorgeous city. The discomfort could have come from my unfortunate iPhone 6 incident and/or I was only barely started to get over my bronchitis and having after-effects (i.e. medication withdrawal & rebound migraines, severe iron deficiency, tinnitus, etc.) In addition to my crappy health, I am quite certain there were other factors contributing to the overall discomfort. I despise the idea of "backpacking through Europe," and frankly, staying at some random stranger's flat was just plain strange. The bus rides were so long and uncomfortable. Everything felt so rushed and temporary. It was as if I was fully aware of a virtual timer counting down all the time. As a result, I couldn't really get an accurate feel of the city and culture within that city.
But really, I would have never been able to make these realizations without this trip. I thought I could be a really flexible & low-maintenanced traveler. I thought that the only thing that mattered was just seeing iconic sights and places. Reality is, I can't. I'm a person who needs to be secure and comfortable in a hotel where I don't have to worry about my belongings, I've got privacy, and I can rest peacefully after an eventful day of sightseeing in order to fully enjoy my entire experience. I know it's a really snobby & high-maintenance mind-set, but I don't care; I don't see anything wrong with needing comfort to fully enjoy an experience.
I have such a higher appreciation for my parents when it comes to vacationing. Worthy hotels are expensive when factoring in proximity, cleanliness, and customer service. Food for a family of four is expensive. When you're on vacation, you certainly don't cook. Even when I took my trip to Germany four years back, 95% of the meals, schedules, flights, and of the accommodations were already taken care of. This is a whole new world for me. Though my parents aren't restricting my abroad experience in any way, I have to compromise a lot of accommodations, because I have to be courteous of others and compromise with those who DO have budgets to stick to.
Don't get me wrong, I am still thrilled I went to London. The city is beautiful and it was so nice to finally see these international icons in person. I was in awe, because everything felt so surreal. Not only that, I am so beyond grateful for Faith's unconditional patience with me. She was very understanding of my situation and tried her best to tend to my needs. Though I haven't known her for long, I can already tell she is a definition of a true friend. She's selfless, understanding, optimistic, non-judgmental, and genuine. I'm pretty sure I've been a "Negative Nancy" with everything going on, but she's been putting up with me anyways.
That's the gist for now. I fully intend on visiting London again to see other icons I didn't have time for this time around.
"I will give thanks to the LORD because of His righteousness and will sing praise to the name of the LORD Most High." -Psalm 7:17
Lieben Immer,
N.M.Chow
P.S. Photographic documents will be posted on my Google+ profile in the near future.
I now realize I never really properly documented my first "official" mini trip to London. It was intended to be a weekend getaway. My friend, Faith (who is also from NAU studying at NTU), and I busted a mission and bus'd it to London (departure from Nottingham - 5am, arrival in London - 9am). This was so that we could have two full days in London and only pay one overnight accommodation. We're broke college students, okay? :P
Anyways, we settled on an Airbnb place in east London which was about a 30 minute train ride to Westminster (aka tourist central :P). Long story short, place was super nice and new, but really inconvenient proximity-wise.
Even though I've only taken one tiny trip so far, and it wasn't even out of the country, it's made me realize how fortunate I was growing up. My wanderlust stemmed from the plethora of oversea trips I've taken in the past. However, for some stupid reason, I never took into account how comfortable every arrangement was. I've been fortunate enough to stay at 4-5 start hotels or really upscale hostels in the past and food was mostly taken care of. I never felt rushed, because I was given time to fully experience the culture and my surroundings. Now that I'm traveling independently, budgeting and scheduling is quite stressful and exhausting. I don't know why these things never occurred to me in the past, but they have now.
In all honesty, I was very uncomfortable for a majority of this mini trip. Don't get me wrong. London is such an absolutely gorgeous city. The discomfort could have come from my unfortunate iPhone 6 incident and/or I was only barely started to get over my bronchitis and having after-effects (i.e. medication withdrawal & rebound migraines, severe iron deficiency, tinnitus, etc.) In addition to my crappy health, I am quite certain there were other factors contributing to the overall discomfort. I despise the idea of "backpacking through Europe," and frankly, staying at some random stranger's flat was just plain strange. The bus rides were so long and uncomfortable. Everything felt so rushed and temporary. It was as if I was fully aware of a virtual timer counting down all the time. As a result, I couldn't really get an accurate feel of the city and culture within that city.
But really, I would have never been able to make these realizations without this trip. I thought I could be a really flexible & low-maintenanced traveler. I thought that the only thing that mattered was just seeing iconic sights and places. Reality is, I can't. I'm a person who needs to be secure and comfortable in a hotel where I don't have to worry about my belongings, I've got privacy, and I can rest peacefully after an eventful day of sightseeing in order to fully enjoy my entire experience. I know it's a really snobby & high-maintenance mind-set, but I don't care; I don't see anything wrong with needing comfort to fully enjoy an experience.
I have such a higher appreciation for my parents when it comes to vacationing. Worthy hotels are expensive when factoring in proximity, cleanliness, and customer service. Food for a family of four is expensive. When you're on vacation, you certainly don't cook. Even when I took my trip to Germany four years back, 95% of the meals, schedules, flights, and of the accommodations were already taken care of. This is a whole new world for me. Though my parents aren't restricting my abroad experience in any way, I have to compromise a lot of accommodations, because I have to be courteous of others and compromise with those who DO have budgets to stick to.
Don't get me wrong, I am still thrilled I went to London. The city is beautiful and it was so nice to finally see these international icons in person. I was in awe, because everything felt so surreal. Not only that, I am so beyond grateful for Faith's unconditional patience with me. She was very understanding of my situation and tried her best to tend to my needs. Though I haven't known her for long, I can already tell she is a definition of a true friend. She's selfless, understanding, optimistic, non-judgmental, and genuine. I'm pretty sure I've been a "Negative Nancy" with everything going on, but she's been putting up with me anyways.
That's the gist for now. I fully intend on visiting London again to see other icons I didn't have time for this time around.
"I will give thanks to the LORD because of His righteousness and will sing praise to the name of the LORD Most High." -Psalm 7:17
Lieben Immer,
N.M.Chow
P.S. Photographic documents will be posted on my Google+ profile in the near future.
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