A day at the beach.

For some background, my school abroad, John Cabot University, has optional trips that students can pay to attend, filled with a bunch of activities and exploration. I signed up for a couple, but this trip was to the Italian beach city named Sperlonga.

We packed onto the bus at 8 AM to begin our 2-hour drive and the conversations began with plans of what everyone wanted to do once we got to the beach. It was great to drive down the Italian highways and see the stretching landscapes fall behind us as we left the city and began entering the more rural parts of the country. The quieter areas of Italy have their own charm, especially after spending so much time in the hustle and bustle of a tourist town like Trastevere. It was amazing to see the expansive agriculture and farmlands as we moved further and further from the city as we made our way to Sperlonga. Unfortunately, there is not much to say about the drive beside that because I decided to take a nap to help pass the time until we arrived.

The trip officially began at a museum on top of a hill with olive trees lining some of the outdoor walkways leading to ruins about 15 minutes from the city. The museum, Museo Archeologico Nazionale e Area Archeologica di Sperlonga, held many statues of great significance to the history of Sperlonga and the several other coastal cities due to the mythos behind the Greek and Roman legend of Odysseus. The statues have so much to them that if you allow your imagination to take over, you can picture the events of Odysseus tricking a Cyclops into a drunken sleep before stabbing the Cyclops in the eye to guarantee his and his crew’s safe escape from the Cyclops’ lair. They had other Statues that represented other tale such as Zeus’ transformation into an Eagle to kidnap Ganymede to join him in Olympus. For those who would like to, here are some Statue Pictures I took for you to get a glimpse with brief descriptions of the scenes captured in stone.

After looking at statues inside the museum, we moved onto the ruins of a coastal city as we descended closer to the ocean to enter a cove that was once used for meetings and parties. It was truly a beautiful reminder that nature always manages to outshine humanity’s architecture to create a site that simply takes your breath away. When we got into the cove, the water pool in the middle was mostly clean so it was providing a beautiful reflection of the rocks and people walking around within. If you stood at the back of the cove, you could see the city reflected in the water to create a breathtaking view that I was not able to properly replicate on camera. The tour leader had us do an exercise where we sat in the cove, closed our eyes, and imagined ourselves hundreds and thousands of years ago when bands would come to play within the acoustics that the cove provides and imagine ourselves being a part of the history of the land.

Once we were done experiencing and learning the history of the cove, we moved on to a lounge area that gave us direct access to the beach. We had a quick lunch before going to swim but the sight of the ocean was magnificent. The water was so clean that it sparkled with the sun beating down on it. It was so refreshing to be enveloped by the cool waves and look down and see small fish swimming around our legs as myself and a group of students began passing a volleyball within the water. Every part of the beach was far more beautiful than any beach I had been to in the U.S: the sand had a beautiful ripple pattern that showed under the water that I was not able to capture, the water was incredibly refreshing despite how salty it was, and the horizon seemed to go on forever in a sparkling blue blanket across the Earth.

Finally, after several hours at the beach, we were able to go to the actual city of Sperlonga and the buildings were an amazing white with an open-air market and band setting up as we arrived. The shops and restaurants seemed a bit too “touristy,” but it was still a wonderful area to walk through. While we were there, I was able to spot couple taking their marriage photos. The city had its own magic that made you appreciate the small details and I hope that the couple I saw got to capture some of that magic alongside their love. Sadly, we were only given an hour to actually explore the main plaza, so I was not able to see the city to its fullest but even the parts I saw from afar were amazing.

Unfortunately, everything must have an end and this trip could not be the exception. We left as the sun was setting and the way the ocean changed from a deep blue to a sparkling crimson was something straight out of a movie. It is definitely on my list of places I would like to return to and visit fully but for now, this experience added to my appreciation of the vast history and beauty of this country I am lucky to study in. I hope that my pictures do the city of Sperlonga justice, but I know that no amount of camera work could truly capture the depth of its beauty.

Embracing the Unknown

When embarking on the journey of a lifetime, there is a certain pressure that you put on yourself to have only positive experiences. The problem with this is that the most pivotal moments in terms of personal growth or change in perspective come with being uncomfortable. When we push outside of normal ranges of view, our natural instinct is to cling to what we know rather than utilize the mental energy to understand a new idea.

One of the most impactful lessons that I’ve learned in New Zealand is to relieve this pressure. Doing so allows you to broaden your perspectives and truly make the most out of every experience. Disclaimer- Going abroad is not an escape from all life’s problems. In all honesty, there have been times since being away that have felt a lot harder than I was expecting. I’ve been here a couple months now, so I’ve had the time to experience both highs and lows. Looking back on when I first got here, I would talk myself out of any negative feelings almost out of guilt that I wasn’t absolutely “thriving”. It is just a fact that there are going to be challenges while abroad. However, over time, challenges or setbacks become less scary, and you learn that you do have the tools to succeed.

Not exactly sure why that thought terrified me so much. Maybe it is just my personality- I tend to have a hard time adjusting to new places and I am definitely the type of person who enjoys familiarity and routine. While routines are good, I had to remind myself that studying abroad is supposed to force you outside of what is comfortable. It feels weird at first, but when you start to let go of any preconceived notions and allow yourself to truly be present in your own, unique, study abroad experience there is such a relief. The challenges become an integral part of the experience in terms of growth and self-reliance. You start to really believe in yourself, one of the most beautiful things that being abroad offers.

Life starts to feel lighter as you take yourself less seriously. Now, I look back on things that I was stressed about with a cocky smile. Challenges turned into hundreds of funny stories. I feel like I started this kind of dark (oops), it was just meant to shed light on the fact that hard times can be far less scary than we make them out to be. That is the cool thing about life, things always get better as we learn and adapt. Can you tell I’m a psychology major? Haha.

The uncomfortable phase is necessary and natural, but the most important thing to do is put yourself out there. Ask questions, learn. Really take the time to have conversations with people that have diverse views and opinions. I’ve been pleasantly surprised by how much I’ve learned (academically, socially, culturally, politically) since being here that I could never for one second imagine not having this experience.

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Backpacking in Abel Tasman During Spring Break!

The University of Otago has a large study abroad population, about 300 of us from all different cultures and backgrounds. I now have friends from England, Portugal, Norway, Germany, and other places in the US. While I am meeting local Kiwis, the community of study abroad students has seriously made the whole experience. There is something about bonding with people over similar circumstances that really brings you together. It is awesome to be able to talk about things that are noticeably different in New Zealand while also comparing them to our various lives at home. They are such a special group, and we really are figuring it out together. Having this big of an international community has not only widened my range of cultural perspectives but also gifted me with a group of people with the passion to travel and explore New Zealand. Truly feel so grateful for the people I’ve met here. They’ve made the hard times easier and the good times better.

Overall, my main point is to run towards the unknown rather than run away. Doing so opens unlocks a whole new world, with special memories that will forever remain with me. Now a proud supporter of embracing the unknown, thank you New Zealand <3.