Thursday, March 24, 2011

A World New World.













March 12th: 




  • "Sometimes it still hasn't hit me that I live here.  As the 'honeymoon esque' feeling begins to fade, reality let's in.  Somedays I think I'll just wake up and the dream will be over, I'll wake up and be be back home.  This was what it feels like, a dream.  The idea that it's reality is very warming to the heart.  That I have set a goal and living the dream right now. I am truely the luckiest girl." 

2nd Week of School Pic.  View of Vienna from the MUniv.
(Sided Note: I can't help but sing this song as I write this. http://youtu.be/-kl4hJ4j48s)

My eyes began to wonder, during my morning brisk walk to the bus.  As I crossed the bridge, Thursday morning, I couldn't help but to take in the beautiful city, my new home.  As I look deeper into familiar sights, I continually notice things, I haven't seen prior.  Each day is a new discovery.  As I still am settling into my new routine here, adapting to new norms, and et cetera, I can't help but smile.

For I am living the American dream, as I adapt and learn this lovely language called German.  I have set a goal for myself and achieved it.  It's one thing to visit a foreign country for a week or two, but to live and be independent in an entirely new world, is another thing.  I have always wanted to live in another Europe, for a period of my life, since I was a kid.  I believed in myself, knew I could do it, although the logistics was questionable and discouraging at times.  Naturally, when I heard this, I jumped at the opportunity. 

I won't lie, there are many times I do get home-sick.  It'd be only natural for me, to miss the only world, I have every known - not that Austria, nor europe, is a third-world country by any means.  It is reassuring though, living in another western world and recognizing many brands, stores, and restaurants from back home.  I was nervous when I hit the 2-week mark, having heard horror stories from friends and past travelers (i.e. panic attacks, endless crying, and filled with "I want to go home!"'s).  You can see why I was a bit relieved when my transition / culture shock was little to non-existant at times.  Considering Europe is a western as we are in the States, if not more advanced, was a major factor; providing little variance from my daily normal routine I was used to back home.


Interspar Markt - supermarket
Although I miss home, I will always miss home, it's only natural; yet I love every moment here.  I feel so alive, vibrant, thriving, and mentally-stimulating by all these experiences.  Everyday is a new discovery, a new memory, a new laugh, a new inside joke, a new story, a new picture, and etc that will last a lifetime.  


Back when I was  kid, when God put this desire in my heart, I had no idea, to what it would this passion would manifest into.  It is such a testament to his love for us, the perfect, and just plan he has for our lives.  Like Disney, it all began with a dream.  Being a dreamer like me, to see this come true, is the upmost satisfaction, no words can ever express.  I 

feel honored, proud, and blessed to be here, living where and I am, and studying here.  I am truely the luckiest girl in the world.