tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81153324302818112262024-03-05T00:19:13.971-08:00REID all about it...I am inspired by the everyday life that surrounds me; the people who fill my days with love and fill my life with wisdom, the beauty of nature and the random sights that make me smile, the happiness of freedom and the choice to decide who I want to be. I lead a wild and blessed life that throws me, carries me, drags me, and makes me sing for joy. What a lovely, tragically beautiful world to be a part of.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-1543515669455812282012-05-05T18:53:00.000-07:002012-05-05T18:54:27.000-07:00A New York DreamI am currently sitting aboard a Boeing 747 with 3 hours and 22 minutes left before I hit the pavement in Los Angeles. However, I'm in a funny conundrum because I feel as though I just departed from the true "City of Angels."
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What a wonderful trip. New York City provided me with the inspiration and motivation that has been lacking in my life over the past few months. Within minutes of touching down this past Monday night I knew I had come home. Home to a place called Newark. Ok, maybe the Newark Airport isn't really where the magic happened. Driving through Manhattan and walking the streets on my way to meet friends later that night is when I truly felt that NYC is the place I need to be. There is so much life. So much talent. And above all, such wonderful people that all happened to be in the same place at the same time.
My trip started with a 3-story hike up to Matt Dorame's apartment, where I would be spending the first night alone as he and Rich were out on a little vacation and coming home the next day. With help from a Labra-Doodle toting neighbor I made the hike up the stairs with 3 bags, quickly changed my clothes, and trotted right back down the stairs and out the door to meet up with two beauties from Orange County. A little Chapman Sorority reunion ensued at a fun eatery over on 28th and Park where we gabbed the night away and caught up on recent events in each of our lives. I tucked into a cozy night sleep and drifted off to the sounds of the city.
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One of my favorite things to do in New York, whether I'm living there or just visiting, is to find a cute coffee shop to grab a good cup of joe and get some work done. I was extremely successful! I found a Stumptown Coffee Roasters on 29th and Park that is adjacent to the darling Ace Hotel. The coffee was insane and the scenery, free wifi, and people watching were magnificent. I spent the morning shooting off emails and buying flights for my travels ahead. Very productive in the rainy New York weather. I hit up the apartment again before headed up towards midtown. I had to see good ol' Radio City Music Hall and make sure I knew the train route I would be traveling to get me to the audition the next morning. As per my tradition I was listening to "Empire State of Mind" as I walked up the steps out of the subway and witnessed the classic beauty that is Radio City. I had to just stare at it for a while. I still can't believe I actually performed there. It still feels like a dream.
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I walked up to City Center and took a ballet barre to get the body moving a bit. That night, as per tradition again… I met up with the one and only John Boy at Je Bon Sushi in the East Village. Such a delicious dynamite roll and great conversation as always. I hit the sack antsy and excited for what the next day had in store.
Compared to last year, I definitely got a lot more sleep before heading into the Rockette Audition. Our call was 10am, so in my own dramatic fashion I decided to leave the house by 8am so I could leisurely grab breakfast and take my time getting to Radio City, but still getting there by 9am. It was such a wonderful reunion! Seeing the girls brought back all the wonderful memories from the season and dancing in the large hall was just a blast. I had a huge smile on my face the entire time I was in that room and was just taking in the moment. I feel like it went well, but all you can do is your best, so we will have to wait and see. Right after auditions a group of us hit up Bill's Bar and Burgers right down the street and indulged in burgers and sweet potato fries! Delicious. I headed back to Matt's, cleaned myself off, and then took the train back up to midtown to see "Newsies"! Thayne managed to wrangle four house seats and we were treated to a wonderful performance by such a talented group of dancers. Voices were lost from all the screaming! Who knew that the day would just keep getting better and better? After the show we met the cast and snapped some pics. I then headed to a nearby hotel where my Odyssey family happened to be staying while shooting a new TV show! I could have cried seeing those faces. The faces of my ODT family, all there (minus some very important people), reunited in the Big Apple! What a day.
The rest of the trip consisted of a Sarabeth's brunch with the lovely Serena, followed by a spontaneous shopping spree in SOHO. Then a quick meet up with Phoebe on her coffee break before ending my last night in the city at an Italian dinner with Matt, Rich, and Sarah. Thank you Lasagna on 18th and 8th. You were quite a hike to get to, but so worth every step.
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Overall, the Big Apple served me well. I hope to move back soon and continue living my dream as a Radio City Rockette.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-80396209508606915872012-04-24T17:38:00.000-07:002012-04-25T10:06:48.789-07:00A Photo Collage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What a beautiful quote that rings so true. It is so nice to come to an age in life, for me the ripe ol' age of 26, and be able to be comfortable and confidant in new decisions. My decisions. To find who I want to be in this wonderful world and run with it. Be true, be you.
Some more photos, that in essence are me:
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To travel, help others, lead a healthy life, and learn new things.
Through this enlightenment I have been researching a couple of different avenues. I think I will be taking a trip through Cross Cultural Solutions to Costa Rica to volunteer within the next six months and also start looking into furthering my education. We shall see. More to come...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-13836269473575975632011-11-19T18:23:00.001-08:002011-11-19T19:03:46.692-08:00Costumes, Parties, and Friends... Oh my!So this may be a bit confusing because I already made a post about opening night, but this past Wednesday was the "Official" Opening Night of the Radio City Christmas Spectacular's 2011 Season! Hooray. The night started out a bit rainy, but once inside the music hall all was well.
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I was so excited to start out the night with a PR in the Roxy Suite where a group of us got the chance to meet and greet children and board members of the Garden of Dreams Foundation, a wonderful non-profit group that helps kids in need. It was such a fun event to be a part of. 15 of the kids had the chance to perform on the Radio City Stage with Darryl McDaniels of Run DMC before the show and they were so thrilled.
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The event ended right as the show was starting down stairs, so I jumped out of my costume, into a purple dress, gobbled down some pasta, and headed to my seat to watch the Gold Cast do their thing! What an awesome performance. It was really fun being a part of the audience and get to take in the show from a different perspective. I can't believe that I'm actually a Radio City Rockette. It still hits me everyday when I walk to work. The beautiful Kersten Todey was in town to celebrate the occasion and what a fun night we had! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Here's the two Blue Cast newbies with our amazing dance captain in the center. What an amazing experience it has been so far, and mostly because we have had such wonderful guidance. A true inspiration and leader.
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Here are some of the costumes in the show. This is the New York at Christmas dress and jacket. Darling if I do say so myself. And brand new this year!
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My very favorite number in the show is towards the end and is called "Shine." I still have to try and keep my composure every single time this song starts! It makes me so emotional, 1. because the meaning behind the message is amazing, 2. this number really makes me feel like a true rockette, and 3. a part of the dance was the combo used in the audition! This photo really doesn't do the costume justice, but at least you can get a sense of what it's like. The number opens with all 36 Rockettes on a huge, glittering staircase, which explains the true reason I have to keep from tearing up because about 3 eight-counts in I have to walk down some stairs. Really I only have to walk down three, but trust me tears do not help the situation.
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Well I am off to bed. Tucking in early for another 10am show tomorrow and couldn't be more excited to wake up and put on a reindeer outfit! I will pinch myself, yet again :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-10831194867317224282011-11-14T06:37:00.000-08:002011-11-14T07:04:50.260-08:00Goodmorning NYCWhat a wonderful way to be welcomed to work! I decided to take the scenic route from my sublet on 45th and 9th to Radio City Music Hall and ended up walking through Times Square in the morning (which is the best time to see the place), strolled past the Today show as it was taping live, and walked underneath the HUGE Christmas tree being set up at Rockefeller Center. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIzHB6i-gpIOm8kWbuGI3CJht716OuuI0ToghUknLkr0SMcwC27G77TuqbUfMcYetZWSR9pR3vBoJgWWRn7SwKuuwVtqTAjXhEqaL5dENo2tMqHYzeFZStW21Ly4BfFZbYhq3lxTVI-X1/s1600/IMG_0734.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIzHB6i-gpIOm8kWbuGI3CJht716OuuI0ToghUknLkr0SMcwC27G77TuqbUfMcYetZWSR9pR3vBoJgWWRn7SwKuuwVtqTAjXhEqaL5dENo2tMqHYzeFZStW21Ly4BfFZbYhq3lxTVI-X1/s400/IMG_0734.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674863915025926562" /></a>I thought I had seen all there was to see on my morning commute, but as I turned the corner onto 51st street I stumbled upon another surprise! The stars of the "Living Nativity" were getting their morning exercise right there in the middle of Manhattan. Three camels, one of which is named Ted, were standing in the middle of the street right outside the stage entrance. What a funny sight! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn5uLAdPwiifydwxI6apAbGWiZN-uzjIH7jkvtwARfFPdBbHBr9lzcm4o5aQsOpvM1GnUmQdwLW8K7kNtGUJY7NIFj-grcp7X_mtb3WT_C4Q8cjFH6EmUTziKQJy0kdvX40G20mqnmXYhB/s1600/IMG_0741.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn5uLAdPwiifydwxI6apAbGWiZN-uzjIH7jkvtwARfFPdBbHBr9lzcm4o5aQsOpvM1GnUmQdwLW8K7kNtGUJY7NIFj-grcp7X_mtb3WT_C4Q8cjFH6EmUTziKQJy0kdvX40G20mqnmXYhB/s400/IMG_0741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674863915846548834" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidp9S14FQhshwQUHs-UQXgBlF6QaZISXTdcHzrqACG7uJG5mXyAPdud8pYEnv-7d0-fPpYb8LgSkXFd6-Sfrh644Vm7fa0v3g1DjOI8WYeoip7MXXYSYTEtaG_05e6zMt7H-pwHX0oA13T/s1600/IMG_0742.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidp9S14FQhshwQUHs-UQXgBlF6QaZISXTdcHzrqACG7uJG5mXyAPdud8pYEnv-7d0-fPpYb8LgSkXFd6-Sfrh644Vm7fa0v3g1DjOI8WYeoip7MXXYSYTEtaG_05e6zMt7H-pwHX0oA13T/s400/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674863931994702770" /></a><br />Every single time I look at the camels they make me giggle! Just look at those teeth! Hah. Hopefully we will cross paths again this morning. Off to another wonderful day at the Music Hall, which I'm sure will be full of wonderful surprises and more fun stories to share. Have a beautiful and blessed day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-28000607424376123662011-11-11T04:43:00.000-08:002011-11-12T04:20:19.483-08:00It's Opening Night!I can't even believe it's here. Opening night at Radio City Music Hall for the Christmas Spectacular. We had two invited dress rehearsal shows a couple nights ago and both were fantastic. It is such a dream to be standing on the great stage and look out to a full audience of people, and even better to know that friends are in the audience. Thanks Phoebe, Jenni, Nicole, Gwen, Chelsea, and Cassi for making it a special night for me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYyV5c-MUThLrgk_8TxWKbUDez6rrHFTTiJnHrWzojmjyOvv5ckA83cWs__nPXM4-oSkgHx1SJECI2HdUTrD1oRoITh1Zg_kh7ZdAzDHZ5Z5qRWM4DAeuQVf9FeAy4eEznwxvtM90kFGri/s1600/317162_720254766869_35805730_36172842_1464718157_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYyV5c-MUThLrgk_8TxWKbUDez6rrHFTTiJnHrWzojmjyOvv5ckA83cWs__nPXM4-oSkgHx1SJECI2HdUTrD1oRoITh1Zg_kh7ZdAzDHZ5Z5qRWM4DAeuQVf9FeAy4eEznwxvtM90kFGri/s400/317162_720254766869_35805730_36172842_1464718157_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674078691271978050" /></a><br />Last night, November 11, 2011 was my official opening night as a Radio City Rockette. We had two sold out shows, an 11am and a 2pm and both went absolutely splendid! In between shows I walked outside into Rockefeller Center and saw the amazing Christmas Tree being hoisted up at the Rock Center ice skating rink! Unbelievable. I had the most darling experiences with some little kids who noticed the red lips and french twist and put two and two together. It was darling to meet little girls that had just seen the show! They ask the best questions in the world. My favorite of the bunch being, "Why do the soldiers fall over?"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie8660dnbk2PEgQ81Z7IE2Xtzuyy44AfeK94qW6TbR7GZtGNRxA2S6V-ThvSSC0qaHz6_e7Xa923yVIl0MPobRAyTbJfwU8nyB_JNkNM8yTai8aNqozhVqqlkbM89CVixoULBoV0eJPRGm/s1600/IMG_0734.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie8660dnbk2PEgQ81Z7IE2Xtzuyy44AfeK94qW6TbR7GZtGNRxA2S6V-ThvSSC0qaHz6_e7Xa923yVIl0MPobRAyTbJfwU8nyB_JNkNM8yTai8aNqozhVqqlkbM89CVixoULBoV0eJPRGm/s400/IMG_0734.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674078694599763986" /></a><br />Our awesome swings for the show scurried up to each of the 5 dressings rooms in Radio CIty during our curtain call and left us a little surprise to share before we headed to McCormick and Schmicks for a fun happy hour, made complete with drinks and appetizers. The champagne was delightful and the after-show party was such a blast. It was so fun to hang out with the blue cast and get to know even more about that awesome people that I get the chance to share the stage with every night!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYJGCJcDMCoQgx0mtcPS00b2YtWrxlLMTeRoZRgp7YssHBGqyfiDZLiyqeVvpEJ7CTFyBkW0LUwf_H4Z16AOvaI4Jc18xEJI4jWEwLeCvjlYom3WSprFI2rt3jQ87e-tPPFGpMOs4TTkh/s1600/IMG_0735.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYJGCJcDMCoQgx0mtcPS00b2YtWrxlLMTeRoZRgp7YssHBGqyfiDZLiyqeVvpEJ7CTFyBkW0LUwf_H4Z16AOvaI4Jc18xEJI4jWEwLeCvjlYom3WSprFI2rt3jQ87e-tPPFGpMOs4TTkh/s400/IMG_0735.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674078701820629618" /></a><br />I was on such a high walking home from Radio City. First show down, a great evening spent with friends, and headed to a cozy bed. I had no idea that my night would get so much better. I walked into my Hell's Kitchen apartment to find a FedEx post on the main door that said Natalie Reid (box in lobby). I searched that lobby... no box. Weird. Walked up six flights of stairs and opened my door to find a big box in my kitchen with my name on it. How exciting! I ripped open the package like a 6 year old on Christmas morning to find a box full of chocolate covered strawberries and a "good luck on opening night" note from my three best friends back home in Seattle. Jenny, Lauren, and Sarah you guys absolutely made my opening night! It was the most thoughtful thing to come home to such a sweet gift and I cried in my kitchen, alone, eating chocolate covered strawberries, a little tipsy, at 7:30pm! What a fantastic night. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioq1mBcQpPuVm1zLXuPOJjT4rq-EgjOI2aPInWKGK-9kRSmHAguYCflE3awE-phYMs3aJ6hS-ftQadWQiSrNEtywTo9hoRShPnCESFqxW2IMEml2IBrxfIrnuZFj_QcR1RQxzZVIfuymNK/s1600/IMG_0738.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioq1mBcQpPuVm1zLXuPOJjT4rq-EgjOI2aPInWKGK-9kRSmHAguYCflE3awE-phYMs3aJ6hS-ftQadWQiSrNEtywTo9hoRShPnCESFqxW2IMEml2IBrxfIrnuZFj_QcR1RQxzZVIfuymNK/s400/IMG_0738.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674078724426427874" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-78349688406421487422011-11-10T05:10:00.001-08:002011-11-10T05:52:51.267-08:00A new year, a new life...I can't believe it has been an entire year since my last post! How time flies...<br /><br />I have had some amazing experiences throughout this past year, and my life has, once again, taken me on an unexpected journey. I am now living in New York City! And not just anywhere in the big apple, I am living two blocks west of Times Square in a hip and happening neighborhood called Hell's Kitchen. The night life in this place is insane and the streets are filled with cool bars, quaint restaurants, and hidden boutiques. <br /><br />This is my new office! I can't even believe it, but I actually walk to Radio City Music Hall everyday to be a Radio City Rockette. We actually have our very first dress rehearsal later today, and we open tomorrow!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi0EvUFSURmhZ9DTuG4A8jR52G8LYTOII3h6pwPFClFRZgwl-WB0-GT2YrbGfXAOLQq83hAxYx0p91rkMazPkCBBlcWH30KFk5bUxuUJKaddHiHO9GYR_jAijD-HssZBmNaJt9h_U8HMDl/s1600/IMG_0633.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi0EvUFSURmhZ9DTuG4A8jR52G8LYTOII3h6pwPFClFRZgwl-WB0-GT2YrbGfXAOLQq83hAxYx0p91rkMazPkCBBlcWH30KFk5bUxuUJKaddHiHO9GYR_jAijD-HssZBmNaJt9h_U8HMDl/s400/IMG_0633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673356218259908514" /></a><br />Life in New York has been full of adventure so far and I am sure there is so much more to come. My days have been filled with meeting up with old friends and making new ones, Oktoberfest, Halloween festivities, and finding my favorite local spots.<br /><br />Ocktoberfest with Serena and Gwen, two friends from college. We had a blast catching up and trying all the pumpkin ales, pickles, pretzels, and cookies in sight!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEmfTPmmlX-UdK9IMHMMKjPD7499vass0y8xtVue4JAALeoOthJamymikD1etFe1m93PPQiV4SqB62feVHD4zZDqXlaGXgcYj0e4ySO35_79FnbELPIxudJ6IcmTqD7Z7w-7p_pZhUJiE/s1600/IMG_0665.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEmfTPmmlX-UdK9IMHMMKjPD7499vass0y8xtVue4JAALeoOthJamymikD1etFe1m93PPQiV4SqB62feVHD4zZDqXlaGXgcYj0e4ySO35_79FnbELPIxudJ6IcmTqD7Z7w-7p_pZhUJiE/s400/IMG_0665.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673364487045076258" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4X3KMudt-A0jdttOCCKVg4w_pjSfeSjBzxng6dubuo2cZcjW4CBghzzdYQGQ9LSjuiOtxf68LqK1Or6ZvzdFrZVjKrgudrCHkZ5y_1SyObIpiVK6L4LA5E5ncYlAtRAf1Nxx4GGAalSr/s1600/IMG_0645.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4X3KMudt-A0jdttOCCKVg4w_pjSfeSjBzxng6dubuo2cZcjW4CBghzzdYQGQ9LSjuiOtxf68LqK1Or6ZvzdFrZVjKrgudrCHkZ5y_1SyObIpiVK6L4LA5E5ncYlAtRAf1Nxx4GGAalSr/s320/IMG_0645.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673359563429865330" /></a>I hosted a Halloween get together at my tiny apartment with friends from high school, college, and the Rockettes! It was quite a fun mix of people complete with pumpkin carving, scary movies, and Halloween treats! The holiday decorations were provided by my darling mother in her annual Halloween box! I can not describe how excited I was to receive her darling gift in the mail. Lugging the box up my 6-Floor walk-up was another story, but it all paid off, and I had one very festive apartment to show for it! Thanks mom.<br /><br />Amy's Bread is officially my favorite place to grab fresh, home made baked goods and lucky me, it's right across the street from my house. So far, my favorite has been Rosemary Black Olive Bread! They have the most delicious looking treats as well, and every time the door opens a little bell rings and you are invited into the most lovely smelling spot! Honestly, walking into this place is a treat in itself. Come visit me and we can share a cupcake!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwWvhmKuGI1F-l-JB09YpS0v4nrAPPIKhU7kelxwMVMmnvlTIu_fT9I1cOWgsCUBO7NSEQcdkumUQoFqvuPL1gfk0-_M5hhEbgmX6FmEsMh3zToNhrOJBPQib6Ka0fJ2Diveam3su5Ukp/s1600/IMG_0639.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwWvhmKuGI1F-l-JB09YpS0v4nrAPPIKhU7kelxwMVMmnvlTIu_fT9I1cOWgsCUBO7NSEQcdkumUQoFqvuPL1gfk0-_M5hhEbgmX6FmEsMh3zToNhrOJBPQib6Ka0fJ2Diveam3su5Ukp/s400/IMG_0639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673357783328631682" /></a><br />So far, New York has been filled with adventure. I definitely miss my Seattle girls, my Utah ODT family, and my actual family, and being on the East Coast is definitely a lot further away than I thought it would feel. But I am living my dreams and having fun along the way. Until next time, which will be soon :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-90727049243515149802010-11-09T10:40:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:57:31.382-08:00October Comes to a Close...And what an October it has been. This whirlwind of a month has flown by with shows, trips, dinner parties, and family reunions! "Thriller" was such a success and the wonderful journey attached to the month of running around like a zombie always has new twists and turns. I have been on the tour cast of "Thriller" for the past two years, but we started of our season at a new venue this year. The Egyptian Theatre on Main Street in Park City was the first to see our Halloween show. The historic town was such a fun place to perform and the tiny 200-seat theatre gave us new challenges.
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<br />During breaks we had the opportunity to explore the cute café lined streets and quaint shops, and after shows we found haven at the local Irish Pub.
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<br /> Park City is where I had my first chance to perform the role of Mrs. Frankenstein with my wonderful partner Matt. What a great time!
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1A16C7If9rrtMr620DoKbHajmmaedgvgQ6PhxmsQvb6DC8RX1PDT3hOqqC3JnY0GIIiykOM9OEk7myTx1RHKS5tW863kA4B2y-wPi-_DFWfN0EjODarmzere-qcDt6orHllBS_PEZQ3z/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1A16C7If9rrtMr620DoKbHajmmaedgvgQ6PhxmsQvb6DC8RX1PDT3hOqqC3JnY0GIIiykOM9OEk7myTx1RHKS5tW863kA4B2y-wPi-_DFWfN0EjODarmzere-qcDt6orHllBS_PEZQ3z/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537420739690586818" /></a>We were put up in beautiful condos that were a skiers dream. I just pictured tree-lined slopes, covered in snow, and walking a few blocks to the lifts. (We were just a couple months early.) The free perks kept on coming with a free dinner for the cast at the local Blue Iguana restaurant. Delicious Mexican Food for all! It was quite the experience, and felt less like work and more like a vacation!
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<br />After Park City we had a little break before our shows started in Provo. I took advantage of the time by testing out my cooking skills and holding “a Witchy Rendezvous” at my apartment. The tour black witches cast came over to my place with apple-baked Brie, caramel apples, and a delicious salad in hand to toast to our fabulous friendships. I experimented with vegetarian chili, topped with ghoul faces made out of crescent rolls (which were a big hit!) I also added a layered bean dip graveyard, mozzarella “eyeballs”, and homemade salsa “brains” to the equation. We ended up with a festive feast! It was a wonderful way to spend an October evening.
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<br />The run in Provo was fabulous with another slew of sold out performances, including the 2pm matinee on Saturday. What a crazy group of characters.
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvJfHZskTJg9eAXdrqWc38y02dxbWn8jLP6jaB111hEVLH393CDns9fbPaos_a_grupOd3-MIX0IT3tNtmvbPR2sLh6z2cV5IYeDQeg2B7rSDYcDLU-NDSqONpFu5YkYpNmDJF-rd3csgn/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvJfHZskTJg9eAXdrqWc38y02dxbWn8jLP6jaB111hEVLH393CDns9fbPaos_a_grupOd3-MIX0IT3tNtmvbPR2sLh6z2cV5IYeDQeg2B7rSDYcDLU-NDSqONpFu5YkYpNmDJF-rd3csgn/s400/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537426213297917058" /></a>After a Thursday night show we headed over to the Pendleton’s for some Halloween fun. The darling couple invited our entire cast to a spooky ghost-telling gathering at their Provo Townhouse. The delicacies included ghost pumpkin pudding, homemade dry-ice root beer, mummy weenies (which I provided) and an array of other Halloween treats. We sat outside under the beautiful stars and lights and told ghost stories, flashlight to the face and all.
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_nUhxPEToV9mhmpFPqm9gYJt4OlYUytw6eMnyagDPwd6CWOY0_YxWcBJGnBuXPEoq_Po99l0JE4-nl6e55Fz1KyPBrorM71bj4S3wCKPfu2v4mmt2RhMWrExQxr8O3KNwd3YYnjRg25Z/s1600/IMG_0037.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_nUhxPEToV9mhmpFPqm9gYJt4OlYUytw6eMnyagDPwd6CWOY0_YxWcBJGnBuXPEoq_Po99l0JE4-nl6e55Fz1KyPBrorM71bj4S3wCKPfu2v4mmt2RhMWrExQxr8O3KNwd3YYnjRg25Z/s400/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537426225250408850" /></a>Our shows in Provo closed on Saturday night, and rather than heading home Matt and I raced to the Salt Lake Airport and hopped on a red-eye to the BIG APPLE! Our quick trip to New York City centered on a 3-hour Cedar Lake intensive on Sunday, which was unreal. What a phenomenal experience. We made the most of our 24-hour trip by walking EVERYWHERE, going to see In the Heights, and eating a great dinner in Times Square.
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOzv47LWMOKYIEmuY6BoQZ9C9GcvuY8qV_mWPtx0Q3ykLTQhTqTYujqDZejUtI5XGowYRrMlJIjnL37IX77Gobk_mG3SnRSRGru3gQV9SEcRNIVYfFJ6x5cwJGkGALMCNROUuqH9DB-DF/s1600/IMG_0044.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOzv47LWMOKYIEmuY6BoQZ9C9GcvuY8qV_mWPtx0Q3ykLTQhTqTYujqDZejUtI5XGowYRrMlJIjnL37IX77Gobk_mG3SnRSRGru3gQV9SEcRNIVYfFJ6x5cwJGkGALMCNROUuqH9DB-DF/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537563372670384482" /></a>After a delirious flight home from New York we had one day before we were on the road again. How did I spend my day? I WENT ON A DATE! Hooray. I met a cute boy and we hit the town. I had such a good time and we are still dating as we head into November, but the timing of our first date was probably not the best. I totally slept in the next morning when we were supposed to be driving down to Tuachan in St. George, Utah. Of course my cute carpool waited for me, but I got a speeding ticket trying to make up for the lost time so we were still late. Oh well, what can you do?
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<br />St. George was filled with fun and mischief. We added in a “Twilight” number that I helped choreograph, as well as the ever-popular “Marie Antoinette” where a guillotine is the center of attention. We decided Shauna looks like Professor Trelawney from Harry Potter! These three friends shown below are all a part of my sweet carpool.
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<br />We always get a bit antsy down in Tuachan and usually our energy is expelled in a fun prank. Last year it was truth or dare with some very funny outcomes and this year we had “The Great Gummy Napping of 2010!” John Boy, or wonderful clown, carried on a bag of these swirly gummy bears in the show and they actually got stolen in Park City out of his dressing room. Before one of the shows, two culprits snatched the bag and hid it in plain sight in the girl’s dressing room. After an interrogation and a hostage situation the clown finally spotted his prize.
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<br />On one of our last days in St. George a group of friends and I decided to take a hike… literally. We ended up hiking through “The Saddle” which is nestled up behind Tuachan, the theatre we perform at, and opens up into Snow Canyon. What a beautiful day and an awesome adventure!
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<br />The closing night show was one of the best days and nights of my life. A group of my family came to the show, my dad’s brother Bob and his wife Nancy (who I spent a lot of time with down at college) and my dad’s sister Barbara and her husband Rod (who I hadn’t seen for 8 YEARS!), and then of course my mom and dad. I cried when I saw the mini family reunion. We all went out to lunch and spent time together during the day before they came to my show. I could not have been more THRILLED!
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<br />What a way to spend a month. Quite an exciting time filled with friends, family, and adventure. Below are two of my favorite pictures taken by my favorite clown... John Boy. Thanks a bunch.
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-54447156779164082262010-11-07T14:47:00.000-08:002010-11-07T14:55:30.832-08:00Curiosity it is..."Fear of the Unknown..." Definitely something I have been struggling with. Why does life always make us question if what we are doing isn't enough? I wonder if the constant questioning of worth comes from growing up in a country where success if the focal point of society, and the need to always strive farther and for more than what you already have. <br /><br />Dance is not exempt from this phenomenon. If anything I feel like proving yourself in the dance world goes above and beyond that of "normal" life because of the art aspect. Creativity is not secure and comes with a handful of doubt. Skill is based on an opinion of someone else. Hard life.<br /><br />I am happy. Love my life. Have a wonderful place to call home. And from now on I am going to try and replace my "fear of the unknown" with a curiosity for what else could be ahead. If we never try... we will never know.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9E_hheTP6n8LSht7Yq-eKtXN0oZhM9RLyEKMXtzdoPk9o4cr_LilaLST7uwUv-xe7UDEiP4E4JrJkHeTR8Ani4ZEpnx_2gJRScCoxv3A3pKWYBMXbNEHV9tT9wErGGsy5x74aCG5UlGyZ/s1600/curiosity,emotion,inspiration,photography,quotes,slogan-8637e4b4b016ba4b631bd628ebc07f48_h.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9E_hheTP6n8LSht7Yq-eKtXN0oZhM9RLyEKMXtzdoPk9o4cr_LilaLST7uwUv-xe7UDEiP4E4JrJkHeTR8Ani4ZEpnx_2gJRScCoxv3A3pKWYBMXbNEHV9tT9wErGGsy5x74aCG5UlGyZ/s400/curiosity,emotion,inspiration,photography,quotes,slogan-8637e4b4b016ba4b631bd628ebc07f48_h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536943469777812194" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-41527228770641221552010-08-31T21:00:00.000-07:002010-08-31T21:14:31.492-07:00Where has the world gone...As I sit in the cutest coffee shop in Salt Lake I can't help but wonder where the world has gone. I am in my old stomping ground, back to my old self, yet something is askew. I think it may be called "growing up." What a weird thought. This epiphany has slowly been smacking me across the face for the past couple months, but I am just now beginning to realize that I think I may indeed be maturing. This comes as a great joy to this rascally 24 year old who has developed late in every aspect of life! I blame this new me to my European adventures, and seeing sights that are so beyond imagination yet standing directly in front of you that make one feel uninhibited. What a great adventure life takes you on....<br /><br />I just finished reading my best friends blog post that had me laughing my head off in a public place and gripping my side aches. It is so wonderful to have such talented friends who always inspire me. Love you Ressica Jeely!<br /><br />In the midst of all this love and joy talk I am starting to get a bit frustrated, either my phone is not accepting text messages or my friends are ignoring my texts. I am going to go with the first option for the next 24 hours and see what happens, gotta think positive the glass is half full and my phone MUST be broken. <br /><br />The reason I truly started this blog was to dedicate a play by play take on my baking adventures. I hope to one day open a vegan bakery and I am doing tests and trials in my own tiny Salt Lake City kitchen. I actually began my journey just the other day. I took on an insane recipe for Banana Chocolate Chip Bread. Of course I couldn't be boring and follow the recipe to a T, so instead I substituted normal chocolate chips for mini ones and turned the bread into muffins and cakes. Naturally they were amazing! I would definitely have pictures except for one problem occurred, my camera was broken in a dance rehearsal by a NYC Asian named after a bird. I am not lying. So hopefully this journey of baking will continue, I will get my camera fixed and be able to document every triumph and pitfall for you. <br /><br />It is past this Grandma's bed time. I am off to hopefully find my bed to be as peaceful as the one below. Goodnight friends.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPiwMXSuIGeIeK-fUukb42BtarAzJ2IkggxyCvpRYJLP6ikELL71-U7Pta0s0f4RBnGdLt87XvpRB_KFK81PGuxUucmcWmtcLlwllLv4jBrWaiJaQuJLDr6mupQRhl1eju3FxjErJylDX-/s1600/z198926024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPiwMXSuIGeIeK-fUukb42BtarAzJ2IkggxyCvpRYJLP6ikELL71-U7Pta0s0f4RBnGdLt87XvpRB_KFK81PGuxUucmcWmtcLlwllLv4jBrWaiJaQuJLDr6mupQRhl1eju3FxjErJylDX-/s400/z198926024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511792410109459538" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-78327152425578160222010-08-02T22:48:00.000-07:002010-08-02T22:59:50.981-07:00My heaven...I am not sure what heaven looks like, but I have a feeling it will look something like Priest Lake, Idaho. I am so fortunate to be in my favorite place in the whole world for five days this summer. This is my fifth year driving to the remote lake in Northern Idaho that is home to three resorts, a handful of private cabins, and a lot of open space. The summer of 2010 has provided a new joy for me here in Priest Lake, my mom rented a cabin and is sharing my favorite vacation with me. For the past five years I have stayed with my wonderful friend Ann Frost and her family at the cabin they have been renting since Ann was two, but now I am getting the chance to spend time with my own small, loving family. We rented a cabin that is a stones throw away from the Frosts and enjoyed our first full day on the lake by laying out, learning how to play cribbage, taking the boat up for a lunch at Hills and cooking a wonderful dinner to share. I can't explain the relaxation and overwhelming peace I find in this place. I can only hope that I am lucky enough to spend time in Priest Lake with my friends and family for the rest of my life.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskAW9Apq6tGNMhYua61N9QedN2CabRT7MA50j0R8w9IKoQ2IX82Odnw02TbH9F18M0FP6GNMPfbTkz41zSl6A3niMsIZWZwHc8j3BM_tZx3DmCkGKSXi1jxW1PRBntLxUln01PYZq2ljG/s1600/images.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskAW9Apq6tGNMhYua61N9QedN2CabRT7MA50j0R8w9IKoQ2IX82Odnw02TbH9F18M0FP6GNMPfbTkz41zSl6A3niMsIZWZwHc8j3BM_tZx3DmCkGKSXi1jxW1PRBntLxUln01PYZq2ljG/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501059021530320770" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-19735167090248801892010-08-01T07:16:00.001-07:002010-08-01T11:20:36.689-07:00European AdventuresThe past couple months have been a daydream filled with travel, friends, and fantastic moments. Let's go way back to April 14, which is the date I left with all of my Odyssey pals and headed off to Europe. We arrived at the Salt Lake City airport during the wee hours of the morning, ate some breakfast, and boarded our flight overseas. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvgj_dTNIiZw6d5q99ySXCB8bTSBL-671_kUdOf0DQ28HwtikWI3FoomgQbGWxdxRSr9WTycq07FqFP2xa4tpEsHtjVKBF24FO-CK0R0REL3qkcDnwLq7_HDKvBPRQvee2do6Esh10gZXt/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvgj_dTNIiZw6d5q99ySXCB8bTSBL-671_kUdOf0DQ28HwtikWI3FoomgQbGWxdxRSr9WTycq07FqFP2xa4tpEsHtjVKBF24FO-CK0R0REL3qkcDnwLq7_HDKvBPRQvee2do6Esh10gZXt/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500487054572975186" /></a><br />I sent emails to friends and family throughout my journey and figured it was the best way to describe my trip. Enjoy.<br /><br />April 15, 2010:<br />"I don't have a phone while I am in Europe so I figured e-mail was the best way to keep in touch, and a lot of the hotels and hostels we are staying at provide free access to computers. I survived my first overseas flight! We headed out of Salt Lake City at 8:45am had a short layover in NYC and then landed in Frankfurt at 7:45am the next day. Weird how that works. I pulled an all nighter the night before our flight because I was trying to figure out how to fit a weeks worth of clothes in a backpack, and we all know that I am NOT a light packer! I tried to stay up most of the first flight to New York because the flight over the Atlantic is around 8 hours and the perfect amount to sleep. Who knew that International flights provide free alcohol? 2 Glasses of Red Wine and 2 NyQuil later I was out cold. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqiCBaz02vN3UXDU8PCWgNcT-AnFbPDi0_g_bNu8HAHmrol4SU2BN-pLdFis9k1dWlciTR8PHIj8MK7105EeJeemuCFKi2MhnsA6OIrZL5NDKjks0stzzCPwawhtv653y8QBPzK3AAGLz/s1600/CIMG2070.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqiCBaz02vN3UXDU8PCWgNcT-AnFbPDi0_g_bNu8HAHmrol4SU2BN-pLdFis9k1dWlciTR8PHIj8MK7105EeJeemuCFKi2MhnsA6OIrZL5NDKjks0stzzCPwawhtv653y8QBPzK3AAGLz/s200/CIMG2070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500454740269868418" /></a>Definitely a blessing that we arrived in the morning because I woke up from my drug and alcohol induced sleep feeling rather refreshed. Our group of 30 Americans in the Frankfurt airport was quite the sight. Dancers don't blend well, we are too loud! All 30 of us hopped on our tour bus and settled in for the hour and a half trip to our first performance city Ludenscheid, Germany. During the drive we got to see the beautiful rolling hills landscape of Germany, and it is the weirdest thing to look out your window and see a castle just sitting there. So cool! I love the group of people I am traveling with because even after all the traveling we did right when we checked into the hotel a big group of us gathered to walk around the city. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVAjl0GEjyMqeqK2eVIp6rNtmkKsgzhgBSsh5Dk6RVVAZRtBfRqkft8hFVf0BTHPwj-qEA1om2BRAI8PLcMi85pnbs5PbYWJhZttoQUD7fIIgIgfKUIdU09aNnquwnsF1ifiNt2vxGuEZB/s1600/CIMG2071.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVAjl0GEjyMqeqK2eVIp6rNtmkKsgzhgBSsh5Dk6RVVAZRtBfRqkft8hFVf0BTHPwj-qEA1om2BRAI8PLcMi85pnbs5PbYWJhZttoQUD7fIIgIgfKUIdU09aNnquwnsF1ifiNt2vxGuEZB/s200/CIMG2071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500455717508380850" /></a> Ludenscheid is such a quainte town with darling tree-lined streets and houses that have been around forever. I tried the coffee already and it is delicious. My first German transaction was interesting considering I know NO GERMAN. Literally, not one word. Ha. And the woman serving didn't know English, but we figured it out. The gelato and Bratwurst were tested by some others in my group and I plan on definitely doing a taste test of those soon! The lifestyle is so relaxed and it was really neat to get a sense of the culture just by walking around and sitting at cafes to people watch. Anyway, we have class in about a half hour so I have to go, but I will keep you updated."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDeLCaZ4VmznYACTjrEwq98Gq7lwHdNFWOKkp0KjMn91x2K-vajAjwP4jPG6wFcfZIw5cTxgXF1k6uGVitSdRTnnF0not82HZTIavwQJY-VhLxDiPKjPEoRxLvWe4nPys4Kcw8CVvcRDul/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDeLCaZ4VmznYACTjrEwq98Gq7lwHdNFWOKkp0KjMn91x2K-vajAjwP4jPG6wFcfZIw5cTxgXF1k6uGVitSdRTnnF0not82HZTIavwQJY-VhLxDiPKjPEoRxLvWe4nPys4Kcw8CVvcRDul/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500487844522551058" /></a><br />April 17, 2010:<br />"So glad to hear all of your responses! It is our last day in Ludenscheid and we have our first show tonight. It's the Romeo and Juliet show and is apparently sold out. It will be interesting though because we don't have a lot of the props or the big screens that were a major part of the show, and all the commentary is in English. Sorry Germany! So, some very funny things have happened already! After I wrote to you last time we took class and then went back to the hotel. I am rooming in a triple with Jen Osorio and Veronica Yeager, two of my very favorite people and they are so fun. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT03FISVWGLeSdAUAIy-4rTLpbGEEsplLJKFnOYsFP9cqs9x40hg5CUkMCh_xL190WDRf8CDWGn_DcE5fTblCKLiqXV9wifoRpLiYapoqVLrmG71SHOY-1MHQ4bQnMt6jNpje2FG5uCnX8/s1600/DSC_0590_2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT03FISVWGLeSdAUAIy-4rTLpbGEEsplLJKFnOYsFP9cqs9x40hg5CUkMCh_xL190WDRf8CDWGn_DcE5fTblCKLiqXV9wifoRpLiYapoqVLrmG71SHOY-1MHQ4bQnMt6jNpje2FG5uCnX8/s200/DSC_0590_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458748167137074" /></a> We ate some dinner and then all the Odyssey people want to go to the pool which is on the top floor of the hotel. It has the most gorgeous view of the German country side and there is a little deck you could sit out on. We hung out on the deck for a while and then decided it was time to test the water. I was with Matt Dorame and we headed into the pool area, he went to dip his foot in the water and this German woman with a swim cap on starts yelling at him in German (she may have been just talking, but they always sound mad,) obviously we have no idea what she is saying and she just keeps going and going. Ater a bit of sign language we figure out she is trying to tell us that we have to shower before we get into the pool. Apparently Germans REALLY follow the rules. We just waited for a bit until she left and then after she got out we all just jumped in. Ha. We played all the pool games, did relays, sharks and minnows, etc. The pool was actually really cold so we decided to head into the sauna. It was through kind of this spa area in the hotel and we walked in a group of probably ten to go check it out. Half of the girls went first and this German man followed them in screaming once again in German... we have no idea whats going on. Then the second half which I was in walked into the spa room right as he was leaving the sauna and he started screraming at us in German, he kept going and going... clearly we have no idea what he is saying. He is standing there in a towel and all the sudden he takes it off and shows us his GERMAN WEINEY! Old man German weiner! ha. It was the craziest thing! We kinda just walked by him and joined our friends in the sauna. Come to find he did the same thing to them. We couldn't decide if he was trying to tell us that we had to be naked to be in the sauna or if flashing your weiner was like giving the middle finger in America! Ha. We got kicked out of the sauna later by a guy from the hotel who said we were too loud.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMF2_FfiMQwmNh4WzSBkUwKrde_O6E3rnX1bunYI3VbbWzFpZT9C6C8lrC0qsjE4yLkf4cVHXhEIwf2r5dl_AlSyhuCsihwgulkPTq8Fr_rvewJeadUicYByVxN6va2GPkHNiY7R_pwq4z/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMF2_FfiMQwmNh4WzSBkUwKrde_O6E3rnX1bunYI3VbbWzFpZT9C6C8lrC0qsjE4yLkf4cVHXhEIwf2r5dl_AlSyhuCsihwgulkPTq8Fr_rvewJeadUicYByVxN6va2GPkHNiY7R_pwq4z/s200/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500488925885580994" /></a>We got 'SHHHHHed' in the street by this German guy and we were seriously talking at a normal rate. Germans are practically mute and Americans are really loud! haha. I tried a Donner yesterday which is this yummy Gyro type wrap, but the meat is shaved off so its really thin and put in this wonderful bread. DELICIOUS! <br />I am off to go take some pictures with my cool camera, then walk around town for a bit, class, show and end the night back at the hotel. We get on the bus bright and early tomorrow and head off to our next city, so it may be a bit before I check in again. Love you all and talk to you soon." <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHJr2v_GCUWKKUO1lUGHaY4pYGgdKbzq8TLLDB_pwQiPIFZ8P6_M7pdW-PP6Pc9QGiIuypmsbs52rs4UmOcCYc604RHP9WjvhCjeChW_iENa6KP2x9GeXr2YVwAFRuBUxopBVMI8gh6oh/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHJr2v_GCUWKKUO1lUGHaY4pYGgdKbzq8TLLDB_pwQiPIFZ8P6_M7pdW-PP6Pc9QGiIuypmsbs52rs4UmOcCYc604RHP9WjvhCjeChW_iENa6KP2x9GeXr2YVwAFRuBUxopBVMI8gh6oh/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500489400211138770" /></a><br />April 19, 2010:<br />"It has been so nice to receive your messages! It is morning in Wolfsburg and we performed our Let it Be show last night. It went so well and the Germans love the Beatles. They seriously clap for like 20 minutes after the show is done. We got into the city of Wolfsburg yesterday, which is the home of the Volkswagon company! I was going to go to the headquaters and tell them my bumper is falling off and that I want a refund but we didn't have time! haha. We didn't get to see much of the city yesterday because our call was pretty early and the show started at 6pm. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvv-mEF5_b2lkUPeiPs5c7JMYxbZzNX4s7M69yJLfsDY_iAvXt7Tg0Y8iNIYEV1UdKfzjF3RZZzWIXIMJGztXTgI-PLQhYKKkxzyslDpiDMLn_wRVqBkqSqH9GBuO8d2jVbI7NSarcDF0/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvv-mEF5_b2lkUPeiPs5c7JMYxbZzNX4s7M69yJLfsDY_iAvXt7Tg0Y8iNIYEV1UdKfzjF3RZZzWIXIMJGztXTgI-PLQhYKKkxzyslDpiDMLn_wRVqBkqSqH9GBuO8d2jVbI7NSarcDF0/s200/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500462740186168866" /></a>This morning we woke up, ate breakfast, and headed out the door by 7. We walked around the town that has buildings from 1600. Stopped at a cute bakery for coffee (I am getting much better at the transactions, except I keep holding up my pointer finger to say the number one, but thats like the middle finger over here. They count with their thumb as number one! whoops!) We headed to this awesome cathedral in the old part of town that was built in 1667! So great. We are getting on the bus and taking it to a city called Goldslag, which is apparently a really cool medival town. WE HAVE THE DAY OFF! Wonderful. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEfizcdpFsj5Rmug43KbJzgzV-55T9V09CJpVtev8Ko5uzs9H83BXJmsJ5p1ToR6IQC2LK4sQANZMIsR5uIuVZ2n6rJrNf55JcWI4I7avQEhEp-TvA9jDw_2c8tOTCkCZchFl5umkVo9vj/s1600/DSC_0374_2_2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEfizcdpFsj5Rmug43KbJzgzV-55T9V09CJpVtev8Ko5uzs9H83BXJmsJ5p1ToR6IQC2LK4sQANZMIsR5uIuVZ2n6rJrNf55JcWI4I7avQEhEp-TvA9jDw_2c8tOTCkCZchFl5umkVo9vj/s200/DSC_0374_2_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500464310835796178" /></a>No shows! So we get to spend the day in this cool city and they we head to our next performance town. No idea where that is, but I will let you know when I get there. No more German weiners to be seen yet, but I will let you know! haha. Of yah, the volcano eruption happened the day after we arrived here so we were so lucky, but our lighting tech wasn't. He's still stuck in Atlanta! Love you all and miss you. Kisses.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDmiNguQhdn53GvqfzG6J7bi6YLeIpCuKR4fWSGbDoiTrS4xGCDoV-mueiPELnHppPLWmiAv0qoe6gU-w2cctQAe2pFbAmZ99mymlIuUNYCFc6B3l8jdTDGub9dLXaEz7IT-fwXCjMh-N/s1600/CIMG2138.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDmiNguQhdn53GvqfzG6J7bi6YLeIpCuKR4fWSGbDoiTrS4xGCDoV-mueiPELnHppPLWmiAv0qoe6gU-w2cctQAe2pFbAmZ99mymlIuUNYCFc6B3l8jdTDGub9dLXaEz7IT-fwXCjMh-N/s400/CIMG2138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500490324174502258" /></a>After completing our tour with Odyssey I set out on my sightseeing vacation with Katia Bode, Jessie Thacker, and Chase Wise. And oh what a trip we had! With two weeks of travel time we decided to hit all the major stops in Western Europe; Amsterdam, Paris, Nice, Rome and Interlaken. Let the adventure begin!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghgXu9F_tC-3T7WbGVSAMJJj_0Hm9slp4YfXaqv6gI7xBhAkEYNUfczIqAMi-58Xkp-WHGfBXfNC1ug5eWgZK6acOcAlzCUmWcEVnnHgaZl0qQaE1sjaFZic5HJL8f-dZ4BjIbjdE-v8-7/s1600/CIMG2143.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghgXu9F_tC-3T7WbGVSAMJJj_0Hm9slp4YfXaqv6gI7xBhAkEYNUfczIqAMi-58Xkp-WHGfBXfNC1ug5eWgZK6acOcAlzCUmWcEVnnHgaZl0qQaE1sjaFZic5HJL8f-dZ4BjIbjdE-v8-7/s400/CIMG2143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500490927689851442" /></a><br />May 3, 2010:<br />"It has been quite the whirlwind. We finished with our last Odyssey shows and then headed out to hit Europe. It was amazing to be alone in the Frankfurt Airport and realize that we were about to embark on our adventure. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM38aXzCtTA9YR_u_O7GqUQS5NKGoWKt1jZKxB_m9leRZBe35ldvSanrhKOql6EUAzh6QUSvkZuwoy-bXwy-0wmYTvi5eFWOV1Ab5yAwPjvKpFcG2lhyphenhyphenqaPqIU9WmUv8qmqc1QGbx6zyIQ/s1600/CIMG2144.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM38aXzCtTA9YR_u_O7GqUQS5NKGoWKt1jZKxB_m9leRZBe35ldvSanrhKOql6EUAzh6QUSvkZuwoy-bXwy-0wmYTvi5eFWOV1Ab5yAwPjvKpFcG2lhyphenhyphenqaPqIU9WmUv8qmqc1QGbx6zyIQ/s200/CIMG2144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500474237007380754" /></a> We stopped in Amsterdam and had an amazing time riding bikes, walking along the canals, eating at bistros, and enjoying the nightlife. We saw the Anne Frank Museum, which reminded me so much of Grandma Reid because she gave me that book so I left a donation in her name at the end. It was unreal to be there! We rented bikes for a couple hours and took to the streets, almost died a few times because their bike lanes are practically roads!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsorKbaWdemzOZtEpfSk-Whz4agXKWvtmxa7AjabSDfWwY51dA-JXlpGkOKFocO1mCCxItJs9WNQBrr7CkhTIwsKPv4YkkZIki2n-Me3yP0I9-XBG3TehPjG9akWm6JTUbMkLwmBv4GIBN/s1600/DSC_0629_2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsorKbaWdemzOZtEpfSk-Whz4agXKWvtmxa7AjabSDfWwY51dA-JXlpGkOKFocO1mCCxItJs9WNQBrr7CkhTIwsKPv4YkkZIki2n-Me3yP0I9-XBG3TehPjG9akWm6JTUbMkLwmBv4GIBN/s200/DSC_0629_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500474949438528146" /></a>And we did a canal tour which was so fun. Saw the red light district, actually were staying kind of close to it. So weird! Went to a fun club on the last night in Leidensplein. there we had some funny experiences on our trains from Amsterdam to Paris. We decided to take the local trains because they are free, but the journey is a bit longer. We took our first train and everything went off without a hitch. Our second connection was fine too, no drama. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRLOdGAITl7j_6sXMlw48EaJJZG-KtuwzE2jxttNmzj_pSzb9tqENnIA2UMyIt8WAIF47DTqD7YR4Hlzr0UPCQFUQHUvN4r2ebdXdtxkimi7nuWmInXu9BfrKojZT1B6CgpHjF9TrxMW8M/s1600/DSC_0613_2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRLOdGAITl7j_6sXMlw48EaJJZG-KtuwzE2jxttNmzj_pSzb9tqENnIA2UMyIt8WAIF47DTqD7YR4Hlzr0UPCQFUQHUvN4r2ebdXdtxkimi7nuWmInXu9BfrKojZT1B6CgpHjF9TrxMW8M/s200/DSC_0613_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500476219891534722" /></a><br />The reservation only gave us a 4 minuted layover between our 2 and 3 train so of cuorse we missed that. The train we were on was 15 minutes late to begin with. So from there we had to go into an agent and figure out a better way to get to Paris. Oh yah, and on the first train one of our friends forgot to fill out his train card with the date and he was fined 50 ER which is like almost 75 bucks! Anyway, so we get this stuff all worked out and we are on a train that goes from Belgium to France. All the sudden a German shepard walks by and I say, (oh cute dog) then realize its a drug dog! It starts to walk by us and then stops. All the guards start interrogating us and saying (do you smoke the cannabis). Holy cow my heart stopped! We were dying looking at this dog. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2AGc0EPXuzwCiFmfXNopgfdbjObJIfDsPdjze_JjwqDr7YjG6kV-UkNi5MqYQ93hIsmDO0HBbTBBmbHaE2-_wFir1dDbmlVZ6C36Q6SyDr6GliplPqy9DG5ph3vz5gr7S9SCzeG9FaH1y/s1600/DSC_0815.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2AGc0EPXuzwCiFmfXNopgfdbjObJIfDsPdjze_JjwqDr7YjG6kV-UkNi5MqYQ93hIsmDO0HBbTBBmbHaE2-_wFir1dDbmlVZ6C36Q6SyDr6GliplPqy9DG5ph3vz5gr7S9SCzeG9FaH1y/s200/DSC_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500476863349349506" /></a> It was insane. Everything ended up being ok. They checked our passports and let us go. After the fact, when we got to the hostel in Paris Katia found half a blunt in her bag. Basically, she was really really lucky! ok. So then we end up runnning around the train station thinking we are getting on the wrong train at one point. It was honestly one of the funniest things!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr8XFAUi1rG8_gYhsj-PdrRcd5Gu9v78Usu70K9CIL8-i0G5fD6OGdSZA9jAqLG6EtvswZk6N9w5_jVuFvh2e4RJCaDRnCqBaFxnWURqZNfPB-LBLQUHVWdczeWB4fglYFMA7HlyhtaTR9/s1600/CIMG2198.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr8XFAUi1rG8_gYhsj-PdrRcd5Gu9v78Usu70K9CIL8-i0G5fD6OGdSZA9jAqLG6EtvswZk6N9w5_jVuFvh2e4RJCaDRnCqBaFxnWURqZNfPB-LBLQUHVWdczeWB4fglYFMA7HlyhtaTR9/s200/CIMG2198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500479795190679762" /></a>We looked like the dumbest Americans sprinting around this train station with HUGE backpacks on! Classic. Eventually, we arrived in Paris and had a wonderful dinner with wine and pizza ni the Latn Quarter, which I LOVE. The next day we saw the Louvre, Notre Dame, the Egyptian Obelisk, the Arc de Triomphe, and the Eiffel Tour! So amazing. I love the atmosphere of this city. The second day we were in Paris was May 1, which is a big national holiday. At first we were kind of bummed because everything was supposed to be closed, but it ended up being the best day ever! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHciivlWdoLEOXaZLEpqjkt6AwK3MHcxpfDJWyLvVhab1r_9sC9nD_chh438AR4t4V13EVAC6yBjJYGC_aKPD6I_2lUvW83-LArqjUWoJXZKiyigm3baDRYquFixebYAlv06BKMrKch3Z/s1600/DSC_0122_2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHciivlWdoLEOXaZLEpqjkt6AwK3MHcxpfDJWyLvVhab1r_9sC9nD_chh438AR4t4V13EVAC6yBjJYGC_aKPD6I_2lUvW83-LArqjUWoJXZKiyigm3baDRYquFixebYAlv06BKMrKch3Z/s200/DSC_0122_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500480530962642866" /></a>So many people were out on the streets, there were break dancers, street performers and even a huge riot going on downtown. I will say that Paris Policemen in gas masks is not a settling feeling! ha. Only bummer is some creepy little Italian broke into a whole bunch of bags in our room and he stole my iPod and100 Euro! I had been so good at saving my money so I could shop a ton and do crazy stuff in Switzerland so I am kinda bummed. Anyway, Paris has been amazing. I absolutely love it! Off to Nice we go on a night train. Should be interesting! Au Revoir."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfT-G81tetodI1eVSTVlBtWAZSy8B41h-jxGHOqO7V3j2W3fSp2z9BBhX8GGXF51ez2aGmf9FACu66lKBARJwf4rCb0j_ERpv2ArfEkv1y49pq25kIW7iFkFO8hK2XG71cbSowLR8t2E58/s1600/DSC_0214_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfT-G81tetodI1eVSTVlBtWAZSy8B41h-jxGHOqO7V3j2W3fSp2z9BBhX8GGXF51ez2aGmf9FACu66lKBARJwf4rCb0j_ERpv2ArfEkv1y49pq25kIW7iFkFO8hK2XG71cbSowLR8t2E58/s400/DSC_0214_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492490721050050" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpaCQYyK9nK3bIQriIoXs5EXFAS7UGZHjw7GByhy1SLtVAGaI1XpVmtJGXTsj61va3YFxbnQnauBY_yZr5ptDLECYM83lJcTRqTyiJGzFJIiNzZBZz_cpZ_cuNNashiLlflisQEW_1p6t/s1600/DSCN1402.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpaCQYyK9nK3bIQriIoXs5EXFAS7UGZHjw7GByhy1SLtVAGaI1XpVmtJGXTsj61va3YFxbnQnauBY_yZr5ptDLECYM83lJcTRqTyiJGzFJIiNzZBZz_cpZ_cuNNashiLlflisQEW_1p6t/s400/DSCN1402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493041097760626" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAAhgY8BLf5iV-n7xP9rH1y-INQZxaxlF5C9CnYe1PdZO-D4gKH0dXsVlt2wU8ObCb_2aFQ_IP90slUsox8rpoPOa8IffO3_Sq5Sv8Jaxp7qGtW9xKzLY0D6BTMzgWYLrAzepW1F2a3LK/s1600/DSC_0845.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAAhgY8BLf5iV-n7xP9rH1y-INQZxaxlF5C9CnYe1PdZO-D4gKH0dXsVlt2wU8ObCb_2aFQ_IP90slUsox8rpoPOa8IffO3_Sq5Sv8Jaxp7qGtW9xKzLY0D6BTMzgWYLrAzepW1F2a3LK/s400/DSC_0845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493343776073570" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJtqNPUg893V2B0cDfcmlyIVkyfL-GEzjWZQ5xBokyzvHwyRQSSnvo7lScXcykfMZNQ85tJ-mYRelPmoJTuKtmy_RRaRQZfGr4pCKHyE2hAwtHCrPBPnklPXE4HMTH-q0XNj7SQply6l98/s1600/DSCN1423.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJtqNPUg893V2B0cDfcmlyIVkyfL-GEzjWZQ5xBokyzvHwyRQSSnvo7lScXcykfMZNQ85tJ-mYRelPmoJTuKtmy_RRaRQZfGr4pCKHyE2hAwtHCrPBPnklPXE4HMTH-q0XNj7SQply6l98/s400/DSCN1423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493981273544802" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPpGr351qU6CCLk_hODV3jNjRQ4G5a_24dAAFzyKWQoRETcUlxgpUQKXVrZFPe9_2yfXLb3rluZg6590ekUvRJ3juu3dfXln2Xg76d4pWy7VbKeAsl_miUN07_Yz2a7g2y-1eaWwga-vZ/s1600/DSCN1488.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPpGr351qU6CCLk_hODV3jNjRQ4G5a_24dAAFzyKWQoRETcUlxgpUQKXVrZFPe9_2yfXLb3rluZg6590ekUvRJ3juu3dfXln2Xg76d4pWy7VbKeAsl_miUN07_Yz2a7g2y-1eaWwga-vZ/s400/DSCN1488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500494664354557794" /></a>Our trip tp Nice, France was such a blast, but the rain was a little bit of a bummer. We spent a lot of time in our amazing hostel called the Villa St. Expury. The best place ever with the most amazing breakfast cereals you have ever seen. Who knew they had chocolate nuggets filled with NUTELLA and call it cereal! Fantastic. We basically stayed in, relaxed a bit, made caprese salad dinners, partied at the hostel and slept on the beach for the little bit of sun that we saw! <br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBhFz7Wowi9OMwPm_KZhA1_g31SebSK-No0A7uEIRSlhcJSJLevYjbJ-Won-aJjhQDXO6KcfZHGtYAQlOwR2jiu5zdXlMl3X2P_FKyl_22wyP4sEItOTaGaFpUQhbyUVANoQAuhc_n2LBb/s1600/DSC_0595_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBhFz7Wowi9OMwPm_KZhA1_g31SebSK-No0A7uEIRSlhcJSJLevYjbJ-Won-aJjhQDXO6KcfZHGtYAQlOwR2jiu5zdXlMl3X2P_FKyl_22wyP4sEItOTaGaFpUQhbyUVANoQAuhc_n2LBb/s400/DSC_0595_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495062274745314" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKxPOHlse_RRr2d5Adj8coWT0f6RzoqMOhF78H-QGBka3wqdseYTuUqb1p9ejqfaWan3AaPt_62Q_FwpLTJ155XvMQIfw5Dkk6iy4DRwL4Q-dXnjtwPhmrwPm852R_-xyvCtGXmKn1Nek/s1600/DSCN1513.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKxPOHlse_RRr2d5Adj8coWT0f6RzoqMOhF78H-QGBka3wqdseYTuUqb1p9ejqfaWan3AaPt_62Q_FwpLTJ155XvMQIfw5Dkk6iy4DRwL4Q-dXnjtwPhmrwPm852R_-xyvCtGXmKn1Nek/s400/DSCN1513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500495751119290498" /></a>From Nice we headed off to Rome! Such a fantastic city full of such amazing history! Vatican City was definitely my favorite part of our tour, but the Colosseum is a close second. By this point in the trip we were pretty tired, but we kept truckin' along!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjEhkXHXLP4hBa-Ah58oqVPp5UVNntyyQjwigl9G_0feUNfX6uH_gdyky6yiEWDNzy7Xr2yydO9SyNenkRSDxCixs1ehKZ-1PLnsXNPKRQjzRYJ9aA0J1pAnXXiGvzuOE1o2QnaDOSdgVK/s1600/CIMG2237.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjEhkXHXLP4hBa-Ah58oqVPp5UVNntyyQjwigl9G_0feUNfX6uH_gdyky6yiEWDNzy7Xr2yydO9SyNenkRSDxCixs1ehKZ-1PLnsXNPKRQjzRYJ9aA0J1pAnXXiGvzuOE1o2QnaDOSdgVK/s400/CIMG2237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500496351735188498" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Mq8DVbSfDhZ5K9-aKuvCNVbR6fHWw8_GQb6ZxdKqHGjRBSBBY4dUt4lr4pVaocxLafzfJNs2sV6xHw6apVaAb-0eQNp97vvFfxp1W5thYxyTIcCleMmK-cIfbLZOwT-bTa5mVhG1IRHW/s1600/DSC_0276_3.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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So crazy! We got really lucky with our hostel here in Switzerland. It is a hostel and a hotel so the bathrooms are attached and the beds are super comfy. There were probably ten beds in our room, but only the three of us ended up staying there. It was so nice to leave our stuff sprawled out on the floor! Also there is a huge St. Bernard that lives at the hostel and she is so sweet. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS74sfCWedCNqUGN0BRpVojeVjYzHK0UNsr75r8OZXttBVKRriub_H6G_CNkQY-hxPh9MTl2N6dAEVRjcJfQqdJpua7GufAzCJafmb-Z1e7A0TvJedWeY83oR9dJx3iJn-8iaVjefFROpc/s1600/CIMG2288.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS74sfCWedCNqUGN0BRpVojeVjYzHK0UNsr75r8OZXttBVKRriub_H6G_CNkQY-hxPh9MTl2N6dAEVRjcJfQqdJpua7GufAzCJafmb-Z1e7A0TvJedWeY83oR9dJx3iJn-8iaVjefFROpc/s200/CIMG2288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500504063709805490" /></a><br />So yesterday we arrived early in the morning in Interlaken and the weather was pretty decent so we had to do some kind of adventure. We decided on Paragliding first. Oh my it was amazing. They take you up to the top of this mountain with a huge backpack, which isnt very reassuring because jumping off a mountain with something that fits in a backpack just does't seem right. The view from the top of the hill where we took off was absolutely gorgeous. Interlaken used to be a glacier and when the ice melted away it left a bit off land in the middle of two huge lakes, and we found out that Interlaken literaaly means between lakes. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7s9UD8kGlm_ph8AdJzDTshgePSpQb0vtY3z3FpwhzSpdAsMYN412RJYeTlKo4YpqE52xOQe5P7bbwayBWsOysUVILKCuvhqdKtIY2dfNx_c-7YA_hb5UWol0dv2rSgQChDG7EwSkTnPj5/s1600/CIMG2250.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7s9UD8kGlm_ph8AdJzDTshgePSpQb0vtY3z3FpwhzSpdAsMYN412RJYeTlKo4YpqE52xOQe5P7bbwayBWsOysUVILKCuvhqdKtIY2dfNx_c-7YA_hb5UWol0dv2rSgQChDG7EwSkTnPj5/s200/CIMG2250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500504562353243282" /></a> guide was hilarious and he decided that out of the three of us, we were going first! Fantastic. So he straps me in this harness which freaked me out because they don't really tighten the straps. It just kind of hangs off you when you are standing up because when you are on the tandom ride you ar in a sitting position. So I am walking around with this loose harness on, and then he straps me in with a carrabeaner under each armpit. THATS IT. One tiny strap held onto with a carrabeaner (which might I add did not have a twisty lock it just hooked on like one of those cheap key chains... fantastic) separating me from death! ahh.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WAdSHklr6-Uzv1qvy7SUwbqFQb6hbXEjADI2vp-_yOoYjPTyWk7Tl3xz_Ma_CcJpvdmyZ8z7zb3p5m-F8jozEs-t0LtUlYOdjCHBO3Z5KMQcqqX2asFG1bb7kzmWBLjFjV4pwfHgM4G3/s1600/SL740009.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WAdSHklr6-Uzv1qvy7SUwbqFQb6hbXEjADI2vp-_yOoYjPTyWk7Tl3xz_Ma_CcJpvdmyZ8z7zb3p5m-F8jozEs-t0LtUlYOdjCHBO3Z5KMQcqqX2asFG1bb7kzmWBLjFjV4pwfHgM4G3/s200/SL740009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500505108076775010" /></a>So we are all strapped in and ready to go and he tells me that I just have to run as fast as I can down the mountain. In front of me is a super steep steep slope so running just doesnt seem like a good idea. He gave the go ahead and we started running. The wind caught us and it just lifts you off the ground. The views were surreal. It felt like I was watching a movie with some panoramic shot, but I was really seeing it. It was such an awesome ride and really cool to feel the updrafts catch the sail. One the way down he asked if I wanted to get crazy and I said of course so he starts spiraling us in circles and doing these crazy tricks. It was intense and I definitely had my carnival ride face on the whole time! ha. When we did the spiral he said that we hit about 3 G's. So cool. We landed in this medow and right after we landed it kind of started to sprinkle. We were super lucky because it was the last trip of paragliders they took up that day because they cancel when it rains. <br /><br />So fun. Today we are headed out to go white water<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVmPWFzlXrrk1Ey8-XrxiNTye9p7q8Xx2S_jAP-WpJjGqi2T4iGLw0oMkfykYwFVB2VXA0OHjJ_LfKLWXKIFX2HfeXWR6b5za5gK-6ufOVZVgFYBqkWTZ0LKBmpTuHJP_ZDNdpxivzsy6m/s1600/CIMG2299.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVmPWFzlXrrk1Ey8-XrxiNTye9p7q8Xx2S_jAP-WpJjGqi2T4iGLw0oMkfykYwFVB2VXA0OHjJ_LfKLWXKIFX2HfeXWR6b5za5gK-6ufOVZVgFYBqkWTZ0LKBmpTuHJP_ZDNdpxivzsy6m/s200/CIMG2299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500505523539169122" /></a>rafting and I am super excited. A little nervous because our guide was tanked at the bar last night, but apparently he is the swiss champion. Cool. I will let you know how that goes too. Thanks so much for writing to me. I love getting emails while over here and I am going to finally get internet when I get back because it is so wonderful to keep in touch with you all. Love you so much."<br /><br />From Interlaken we took a train back to the Frankfurt Airport to take the long journey to the States. So sad to leave such an amazing place. I am a changed person from my trip and I cannot wait to set out on my next adventure!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3ZY05LWGNsKiE20k-p9NEMArkOGsdrnBJ9QfkdW3glwEWzc_57RGQ3_b-hqonGuIdPbAnZXqeyPaykiXX9uA58LicE7IYGHZ1KdsnU9CGjdTb-yua6W6uKy-uLJ4h9Fomt_DktN_5R8A/s1600/DSCN1774.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3ZY05LWGNsKiE20k-p9NEMArkOGsdrnBJ9QfkdW3glwEWzc_57RGQ3_b-hqonGuIdPbAnZXqeyPaykiXX9uA58LicE7IYGHZ1KdsnU9CGjdTb-yua6W6uKy-uLJ4h9Fomt_DktN_5R8A/s400/DSCN1774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500506744354634306" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8115332430281811226.post-81884972937275686522010-07-31T21:01:00.000-07:002010-07-31T21:03:56.776-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZqoztCLCDeokif01Hgb-WQjLbp-x15Hd7qnyY8amSl9dHK8aztehyG-iLwdkhThJNiDK2vXUF1-LUbwENjNm3gS5XF4rDIMp84q42q5Uw4gaSuoyTZqyqtOx6egwq7_mKPzEvUDXBvmMf/s1600/word,art,information,graphics,type-photography,type-words,beings,black,and,white-51df0e1bdf8a52d6c8e12f3c2b6b744c_h.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZqoztCLCDeokif01Hgb-WQjLbp-x15Hd7qnyY8amSl9dHK8aztehyG-iLwdkhThJNiDK2vXUF1-LUbwENjNm3gS5XF4rDIMp84q42q5Uw4gaSuoyTZqyqtOx6egwq7_mKPzEvUDXBvmMf/s200/word,art,information,graphics,type-photography,type-words,beings,black,and,white-51df0e1bdf8a52d6c8e12f3c2b6b744c_h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500287034390552642" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', serif; font-size: large; ">I stumble, soar, fall, get back up, leap, trip, and fly throughout this journey called life. My strength comes out of faith as I bounce along my uncertain path; my human experience.</span></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2