The highlights of the year two thousand twelve in a few words...
January- closure and letting go
February- decided to come Austria
March- finally visited Kelsey at Notre Dame
April- turned 22
May- prayed a lot that I'd pass thermodynamics, major senioritis and lots of excitement
June- passed thermodynamics, graduated and became a NCC alum, moved home
July- challenging and useful preparation, shopping, Martini Mondays
August- Chipotle and Starbucks in Naperville, said lots of 'see you laters', got on and off a couple airplanes and finally got to hug the Gehring's, and finally met Mikal
September- culture shock, my German course, met my other half- Sarah, homesickness, and YAG
October- guitars and praise team, adjusting to a lot of free time
November- challenges, my second Thanksgiving not in America, still homesick
December- went to Salzburg, got a 95 Euro OBB fine, Christmas markets, first St. Nikolaus day, first Christmas not in America, first Christmas in a foreign country- loved it and definitely adopting some of the traditions, learned some carols on guitar, saw a Christmas tree with REAL candles on it, not so homesick and feeling quite happy.
I guess I sort of just wanted to get in one last post before the clocks and calenders chime in a new year. Looking back on this year is actually sort of hard. It's a bit difficult to remember in detail the parts before I got to Austria, but I think it's good for me to try. The more you understand about where you've been, the easier it is to maybe see where you could be headed. Maybe...but we'll see, I guess.
It's been an interesting and very challenging year, to say the least. It was filled with tons of changes and life lessons that I am so grateful for. When I started college, I did not think that six months after I would graduate I'd be doing what I'm doing now, not to mention where I'm doing it. However, since being here, I have not ceased learning all sorts of things about myself and others, family, the world, and most importantly God. I think one of the things He's been teaching me lately is that I cannot do life on my own. I simply cannot do it. I cannot pretend to be independent and self-sufficient; I cannot pretend that I have it all together because I will be found out eventually. I cannot be afraid to appear weak or to ask for help, nor should I wait until the last minute to do so.
This illuminating lesson hit me hard one night in particular and is why "got a 95 Eure OBB fine" is one of December's highlights. For those of you that are not aware, the OBB is the train line I take to and from Vienna (and pretty much everywhere else too). Do not worry, I was not purposefully being delinquent. I had a ticket, but I did not know that I had to stamp it before entering the train. When I showed it to the officer, he said I had a "guilty ticket", which was an incorrect English translation, and then proceeded to tell me that, "my friend should have explained it to me better" and printed out my fine on his handy little fine printing machine. Ick! It was all I could do not to screen and cry in this man's face, but I held it together until I was off the train and walking outside in the crisp Hollabrunn air. Then I started sobbing. The funny this was, it had just been snowing and there was a light but full layer of the white stuff on the ground. Even though the sky was dark, with the lights and the snow it was rather bright out. Unfortunately my emotions did not match the calm and peaceful scenery. Anyway, even though the fine was upsetting me, I quickly began to realize that I was crying for a much greater and more serious reason.
I realized that I have been trying to do a lot on my own; I have been neglecting to seek God and his guidance and direction in even the seemingly simple things. I've never been good at asking for help. Even as a student, I can clearly remember as far back as grade school, it would always be so hard for me to ask my teachers for help. I hated doing it. I hated being seen as the one who did not understand something or could not do something. If someone sees that I need help and offers, that's okay; it still isn't great, but it's easier. I can handle it better. Anyway, back to my not so little tumultuous trot in the snow, it eventually turned into a beautiful time of confession before my heavenly Father that I think was probably a long time coming. He led me to a quite spot on a bench in a little park; I just sat there and calmed down. He reminded me and showed me that He's been with me through this entire journey and that I am here for a very specific reason even if it has not yet been fully elucidated. Everything that I am learning and challenged by is only for my good. Only good. When I had still been walking around in the sobbing stage, I remember thinking that I just wanted to be at the part where I could at least chuckle about the fine, and sitting there on that bench, He got me to that point. I knew it would work out that He would provide for everything.
I think that night was a real turning point for me. Really. I was truly humbled and shown grace beyond measure. Since then I've sort of gotten back to my normal self, I guess you can say. I feel more comfortable and okay about making mistakes. Plus I know how to work the OBB system a little bit more. I guess some things I just have to learn the hard way, but at least I am learning them.
Happy End of 2012, everyone.
All the best,
Sarah
Monday, December 31, 2012
Christmas
The past week has been pretty awesome. Everyone is off from work and school, so we've all been getting to spend some quality time together. Less stressed and more relaxed, which is always a welcomed feeling!
We celebrated Christmas on the 24th. We went to church, and then shortly after we got home, the Christkind came and delivered the Christmas tree and decorations and of course, the presents!! It was so sweet to see the girls so excited. Kristina kept asking me, "Sarah, do you know what today is??!?!" I said, "December 24th?"
"No, CHRISTMAS!!!"
Hahaha, of course!
Before opening any present though, we gathered around the piano to sing some traditional German Christmas songs. It was so cute, both Elena and Kristina took turns accompanying us on the piano; both played beautifully. Then they were allowed to go after the presents!! Ah, such fun to be a child and such joy to watch excited and happy little girls! After gifts, we had salmon for supper before heading over to Oma and Opa's for more singing, gifts, and sweet yummy things!! I must say, the Austrians bake some delicious Christmas cakes and cookies. I must bring so many recipes home with me!!! Oh my, it was such a nice time. I really enjoyed all the singing in German, especially because "Stille Nacht" reminded me of my madrigal days, which were some of the best! Another special thing that I saw, which I never have before, were real candles on a real tree!! I didn't think people actually did that! It looked gorgeous though; I think I'll have to try that at some point. One of my favorite things to do at Christmas is to sit in the living room with all the lights off except the tree lights. It is so peaceful and such a great place to ponder the real reason for all the celebrating, gifts, yummy food, and all the rest. Once I got back to our house, I skyped with Kelsey for a bit, which was lovely. Her and her mom were both in the kitchen preparing things that I am sure tasted amazing, so I was just propped up on the counter top. Ha. It was great and I felt like I was actually there, except I couldn't smell the seafood stew that was cooking. I went to sleep watching "Elf" since I hadn't watched it yet this season.
On the 25th, I started "Elf" again since I'd fallen asleep on it the night before and watched it whilst getting ready for the day. We went to Oma and Opa's for lunch and stayed until the early evening. I had my first cooked goose and all the fixings, as is the traditional Austrian Christmas meal. It was quite tasty No, it does not taste like chicken, for those who are wondering. It is a darker meat and so has a taste closer to that roast beef. Then afterwards there were more of those delicious little cakes not to mention a large chocolate cake and whipped cream. Wow. It really was such a lovely day spent with all the family; I had such a nice and relaxed time. Once back at our house, we had a quick light supper and then it was off to my room for my skype fest. First the short "conference" call with my parents and brother's family in AZ. Then they had to go, so it was just me and my parents. Then it was my sister. Then it was Jessi. Then I tried my Aunt and grandparents, but they didn't answer. Then I had to call a friend back here in Austria. Ahh! So many modes of communication!! No, but it was honestly so great. Obviously I missed everyone back home and wished I could have spent the day with them too, but I wouldn't have traded my Christmas here for anything. I can't live in two places; it's high time I start reminding myself of that more often than I have been.
The nest day consisted of a wee tummy ache and staying in bed pretty much all day. But I caught up on some superhero movies, reading, and Pinterest. I was with some YAG friends the next day. I went to the theater with my family the next day. We saw a movie about two sisters who are half human and half vampire. It was actually pretty good, plus I understood it, which was evidenced by my laughter in the appropriate parts. Then the next day we were with some of Andreas's family. We walked around this old castle grounds which were really pretty, especially the pavilion.
And here are some photos. Sorry the photos have been pretty scarce on the last few posts...
We celebrated Christmas on the 24th. We went to church, and then shortly after we got home, the Christkind came and delivered the Christmas tree and decorations and of course, the presents!! It was so sweet to see the girls so excited. Kristina kept asking me, "Sarah, do you know what today is??!?!" I said, "December 24th?"
"No, CHRISTMAS!!!"
Hahaha, of course!
Before opening any present though, we gathered around the piano to sing some traditional German Christmas songs. It was so cute, both Elena and Kristina took turns accompanying us on the piano; both played beautifully. Then they were allowed to go after the presents!! Ah, such fun to be a child and such joy to watch excited and happy little girls! After gifts, we had salmon for supper before heading over to Oma and Opa's for more singing, gifts, and sweet yummy things!! I must say, the Austrians bake some delicious Christmas cakes and cookies. I must bring so many recipes home with me!!! Oh my, it was such a nice time. I really enjoyed all the singing in German, especially because "Stille Nacht" reminded me of my madrigal days, which were some of the best! Another special thing that I saw, which I never have before, were real candles on a real tree!! I didn't think people actually did that! It looked gorgeous though; I think I'll have to try that at some point. One of my favorite things to do at Christmas is to sit in the living room with all the lights off except the tree lights. It is so peaceful and such a great place to ponder the real reason for all the celebrating, gifts, yummy food, and all the rest. Once I got back to our house, I skyped with Kelsey for a bit, which was lovely. Her and her mom were both in the kitchen preparing things that I am sure tasted amazing, so I was just propped up on the counter top. Ha. It was great and I felt like I was actually there, except I couldn't smell the seafood stew that was cooking. I went to sleep watching "Elf" since I hadn't watched it yet this season.
On the 25th, I started "Elf" again since I'd fallen asleep on it the night before and watched it whilst getting ready for the day. We went to Oma and Opa's for lunch and stayed until the early evening. I had my first cooked goose and all the fixings, as is the traditional Austrian Christmas meal. It was quite tasty No, it does not taste like chicken, for those who are wondering. It is a darker meat and so has a taste closer to that roast beef. Then afterwards there were more of those delicious little cakes not to mention a large chocolate cake and whipped cream. Wow. It really was such a lovely day spent with all the family; I had such a nice and relaxed time. Once back at our house, we had a quick light supper and then it was off to my room for my skype fest. First the short "conference" call with my parents and brother's family in AZ. Then they had to go, so it was just me and my parents. Then it was my sister. Then it was Jessi. Then I tried my Aunt and grandparents, but they didn't answer. Then I had to call a friend back here in Austria. Ahh! So many modes of communication!! No, but it was honestly so great. Obviously I missed everyone back home and wished I could have spent the day with them too, but I wouldn't have traded my Christmas here for anything. I can't live in two places; it's high time I start reminding myself of that more often than I have been.
The nest day consisted of a wee tummy ache and staying in bed pretty much all day. But I caught up on some superhero movies, reading, and Pinterest. I was with some YAG friends the next day. I went to the theater with my family the next day. We saw a movie about two sisters who are half human and half vampire. It was actually pretty good, plus I understood it, which was evidenced by my laughter in the appropriate parts. Then the next day we were with some of Andreas's family. We walked around this old castle grounds which were really pretty, especially the pavilion.
And here are some photos. Sorry the photos have been pretty scarce on the last few posts...
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| Lights in Vienna |
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| Karls Kirche Christkindl Markt |
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| "Also for you, Jesus was born" |
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| This pillars are absolutely stunning...photos do not do them justice |
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| Christmas at Schonbrunn |
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| Christmas in Hollabrunn |
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| A nice walk to an old place and pavillion |
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| The lovely Elena |
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| The always curious and busy Kristina |
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| Quite enthralled with the ice |
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| My two sweet Austrian girls!! |
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| Horses! |
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| I really have an obsession with clock towers and clock on steeples. |
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| Farming stuff...made me feel at home |
Monday, December 17, 2012
Work
Drawing Tinker Bell and her other fairy friends.
Trying to draw Ariel, but, "She's the hardest!" Flounder isn't too hard though.
Teaching how to braid, the fishtail and the 4-strand so far.
Practicing the braids on Barbie's and my hair.
Cooking the basics: soup, fish sticks, rice, noodles, peas, corn, and the favorite: SPAGHETTI!!!
Baking: chocolate chip cookies (so far).
Helping with and checking over homework (we can add to 10 now!!).
Reading in German.
Reading in English.
Watching children's TV programming in German (and understanding most of it!).
Playing in the snow followed by some hot chocolate and, "Woah! There's a marshmallow floating on top! Why?" "Why not!?!?" "Can we have more marshmallows?" "Okay, but only one."
Piano lessons at Music School and being known to a cute little boy as "the English lady" while his mom has he and his sister practice their English with me. They are sweet :)
Being a knitting teacher and trying to make sure 23 stitches stays at 23, but when it gets up to about 35 not making a big deal out of it.
Making paper snowflakes.
Making collages from magazines.
Listening to German read aloud to me and correcting pronunciation mistakes.
Dressing up as witches, but not just any witches- REAL witches from Rold Dahl's The Witches, which I am reading to them.
Bath time: minimal splashing, practicing holding your breath, "experiments" and other cool stuff.
Telling stories -- made up on my own or abridged versions of movies (Thank you, Liz, for this idea!).
Practicing piano -- me having to learn a bit of piano myself so that I can be of any significant help, which is pretty cool.
Correcting their mistakes in English.
They correct my mistakes in German.
Playing train with my many used OBB tickets.
Marbles and magnets.
Thinking up our very own monsters to then draw prototypes of and to then later (we haven't done it yet) make real-life puppets of.
Rhyming (in English and German).
Legos.
Playing restaurant- best soup and ice cream cone I ever had!
Serenading each other, therefore teaching them what a serenade is.
Playing Tooth Fairy.
Singing silly songs.
Singing not as silly songs.
Reading about dinosaurs.
Friday is clean up day. "Oh noo!!! Why is it Friday?!" "Well, because yesterday was Thursday and tomorrow is Saturday, that's why." "Huh?" Haha.
Laughing, smiling, hugging.
Diverting attention to avoid arguments, cheering up, holding hands whilst walking.
Paying attention, thinking of new ideas, being creative.
Letting little girls be little girls.
Learning.
Trying to draw Ariel, but, "She's the hardest!" Flounder isn't too hard though.
Teaching how to braid, the fishtail and the 4-strand so far.
Practicing the braids on Barbie's and my hair.
Cooking the basics: soup, fish sticks, rice, noodles, peas, corn, and the favorite: SPAGHETTI!!!
Baking: chocolate chip cookies (so far).
Helping with and checking over homework (we can add to 10 now!!).
Reading in German.
Reading in English.
Watching children's TV programming in German (and understanding most of it!).
Playing in the snow followed by some hot chocolate and, "Woah! There's a marshmallow floating on top! Why?" "Why not!?!?" "Can we have more marshmallows?" "Okay, but only one."
Piano lessons at Music School and being known to a cute little boy as "the English lady" while his mom has he and his sister practice their English with me. They are sweet :)
Being a knitting teacher and trying to make sure 23 stitches stays at 23, but when it gets up to about 35 not making a big deal out of it.
Making paper snowflakes.
Making collages from magazines.
Listening to German read aloud to me and correcting pronunciation mistakes.
Dressing up as witches, but not just any witches- REAL witches from Rold Dahl's The Witches, which I am reading to them.
Bath time: minimal splashing, practicing holding your breath, "experiments" and other cool stuff.
Telling stories -- made up on my own or abridged versions of movies (Thank you, Liz, for this idea!).
Practicing piano -- me having to learn a bit of piano myself so that I can be of any significant help, which is pretty cool.
Correcting their mistakes in English.
They correct my mistakes in German.
Playing train with my many used OBB tickets.
Marbles and magnets.
Thinking up our very own monsters to then draw prototypes of and to then later (we haven't done it yet) make real-life puppets of.
Rhyming (in English and German).
Legos.
Playing restaurant- best soup and ice cream cone I ever had!
Serenading each other, therefore teaching them what a serenade is.
Playing Tooth Fairy.
Singing silly songs.
Singing not as silly songs.
Reading about dinosaurs.
Friday is clean up day. "Oh noo!!! Why is it Friday?!" "Well, because yesterday was Thursday and tomorrow is Saturday, that's why." "Huh?" Haha.
Laughing, smiling, hugging.
Diverting attention to avoid arguments, cheering up, holding hands whilst walking.
Paying attention, thinking of new ideas, being creative.
Letting little girls be little girls.
Learning.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Many Thanks and Much Returned and Affirmed
My apologies, for I have been a bit slow on the up-keep these days. A lot has happened in the past few weeks. Like, a lot a lot.
It took a few days after I got back from Dundee to remember why I like it here; I also had to remind myself that I was starting to really feel comfortable and at home here. So that was something I didn't necessarily anticipate having to deal with. The Saturday after I was back, November 17th, the YAG had a worship night that I was really looking forward to. I (thought) had remembered the address of the place from the Facebook event page, but I didn't know which U-bahn stop to get off on. I knew the general area, so I thought I'd just make an adventure out of it and use my (usually) decent sense of direction to get me the rest of the way there. I saw the street name out the window of an U-bahn stop, so I just hopped off there. Long story short: I thought the address was 15 Wagramer Strasse but it was 175, how I failed to see the 7 in the middle of the 1 and the 5 I will never know. I literally walked a good half an hour in the wrong direction from the stop. Fortunately I wasn't in a stubborn I-can-do-this-myself mood so I called a friend and he directed me how to get there, after he told me the correct address. Also, I happened to be standing fairly close to another U-bahn stop, so I just hopped on and went back the right way. That's one thing Vienna has down- the public transport system. Really and truly, it's great.
I finally got there, but looking back, I know God had wanted me to have those 30 or so minutes to myself just walking around and being by myself in the city and kind of breaking me down a bit. It also made me realize how handy smart phones really are; that would have been an occasion where it would have been really helpful because there were detailed directions from the U-bahn as to how to get to the venue. Cool.
The worship night was a fabulous time of praise and fellowship. It was small, intimate, and forced me to focus on God and all He has done for me and what He's been teaching and showing me about so many things. We sang and prayed and listened to the first eight chapters of Romans, which was probably one of my favorite parts. So challenging and such a good message to hear often.
The next day at church was the first time I'd lead worship there, and I was really looking forward to it. Music ministry is something that I have a real passion for and I'm so grateful for the experience I was able to get leading worship during my college years (that's weird to say...since I only graduated 5 months ago... wow). Anyway, I was prepared and ready to have a great service and for the Lord to do his will through it all. And that is just what He did! Personally, I felt relaxed and comfortable up front and not nervous at all, which I was ecstatic about. I had several people say to me afterwards that I did a great job leading and the song selection was perfect. Praise Jesus!! After that service, and the weekend in general, I started to really see some of the ways God has planned to use me in these 10 months in Austria. There is no better feeling then the affirmation you get from brothers and sisters in Christ who recognize that you are in the right place doing the right things, all for His kingdom. And it is for this that I am truly thankful and in awe of the greatness of God.
That following week was Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday after Christmas. I knew may family's plans back home, and I also knew it had the potential to be a hard day for me over here. I love everything about Thanksgiving: Waking up to the smell of turkey and other wonderful things, going for a run to feel a bit better about all the food I'll intake, Detroit game starts, eat at half-time, catch the last quarter and a half of the game whilst looking at all the Black Friday ads/falling asleep, Dallas game starts, eat dessert, possibly watch movie, eat again. Ahh... it's all fabulous! Anyway, it was a busy Thursday here at the house, but we did celebrate it, which was great! Later in the evening, while tracking the Detroit game online, I skyped with my best from from home, which was awesome, but it sort of made me feel even more homesick. (I tell ya, that really is the worst thing about skype: it makes you miss that person even more!! Oh well. I wouldn't trade it for the world!) Then even later, I watched "Eat Pray Love" because she's in Italy at Thanksgiving and celebrates it with all her new friends, so I thought that was highly appropriate. I also had some Oeros and Peanut butter. Two days later on Saturday, a wonderfully sweet and compassionate American couple from church hosted some of the YAG to their house for a Thanksgiving feast. Naturally I had secured one of the precious 15 spots for this evening! Precious is actually an appropriate adjective for this occasion. Delicious relaxing, familiar, satisfying, joyful, and phenomenally fun work as well. We even had a retelling of the first Thanksgiving! See, now that's precious. There were a few other Americans in attendance, but most were from other countries. Some of those had already experienced a real American Thanksgiving. Some hadn't though, and it was for them that I was really excited! It was such a lovely evening, and I really did feel relaxed and like I was with family. This couple has three grown daughters who are all missionaries all over the world. They thought instead of celebrating the holiday by themselves, they'd rather have a house full of young adults and laughter and smiling faces and satisfied tummies! And I am so thankful for that because it was perfect.
I went home with one of my friends who is also working here as an au pair. She's from Canada and is just lovely! We stayed up late talking, and in the morning we had tea (because anything more would have put us over the edge- we were still that full!) and talked some more. It's always really nice and comforting talking to other au pairs because they just get it and understand. The girl who was working for her family before her was also part of the YAG, so her and I are like "the replacements," haha. It's kind of cool though :) In the afternoon we went into the city and headed straight for the Christkindlmarkts (Christmas markets). I'm not sure exactly how many there are in Vienna, but there are surely well over twenty. We went to four, so I think that's pretty good for one afternoon. We did a lot of scouting for things that would pack and ship easily. There were lots of times when we'd both agree that something was really pretty, but then we'd just look at each other and one of us would say, "Yeah, but too bad... that won't ship well." We were also trying to be savvy and do some comparison shopping as well because, well...hello, we're not trying to get completely ripped off here! They were all really nice though not to mention smelled delicious!
I'm really grateful that we're now in the Christmas season. I think I really need it. I need to be reminded that there are bigger and more important things in the world than me and my feelings and my life. There is a God who created everything and came as a baby to be the King of kings and Lord of lords and the Savior of the whole world. I feel like I was starting to get even more selfish and self focused, and I'm glad this season has started to turn my mind and my heart around in a more positive direction. Prayers on this matter would be appreciated if you are so inclined!!
Well, until the next time, I wish you all lots of merriment and good cheer :)
~Sarah
I finally got there, but looking back, I know God had wanted me to have those 30 or so minutes to myself just walking around and being by myself in the city and kind of breaking me down a bit. It also made me realize how handy smart phones really are; that would have been an occasion where it would have been really helpful because there were detailed directions from the U-bahn as to how to get to the venue. Cool.
The worship night was a fabulous time of praise and fellowship. It was small, intimate, and forced me to focus on God and all He has done for me and what He's been teaching and showing me about so many things. We sang and prayed and listened to the first eight chapters of Romans, which was probably one of my favorite parts. So challenging and such a good message to hear often.
The next day at church was the first time I'd lead worship there, and I was really looking forward to it. Music ministry is something that I have a real passion for and I'm so grateful for the experience I was able to get leading worship during my college years (that's weird to say...since I only graduated 5 months ago... wow). Anyway, I was prepared and ready to have a great service and for the Lord to do his will through it all. And that is just what He did! Personally, I felt relaxed and comfortable up front and not nervous at all, which I was ecstatic about. I had several people say to me afterwards that I did a great job leading and the song selection was perfect. Praise Jesus!! After that service, and the weekend in general, I started to really see some of the ways God has planned to use me in these 10 months in Austria. There is no better feeling then the affirmation you get from brothers and sisters in Christ who recognize that you are in the right place doing the right things, all for His kingdom. And it is for this that I am truly thankful and in awe of the greatness of God.
That following week was Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday after Christmas. I knew may family's plans back home, and I also knew it had the potential to be a hard day for me over here. I love everything about Thanksgiving: Waking up to the smell of turkey and other wonderful things, going for a run to feel a bit better about all the food I'll intake, Detroit game starts, eat at half-time, catch the last quarter and a half of the game whilst looking at all the Black Friday ads/falling asleep, Dallas game starts, eat dessert, possibly watch movie, eat again. Ahh... it's all fabulous! Anyway, it was a busy Thursday here at the house, but we did celebrate it, which was great! Later in the evening, while tracking the Detroit game online, I skyped with my best from from home, which was awesome, but it sort of made me feel even more homesick. (I tell ya, that really is the worst thing about skype: it makes you miss that person even more!! Oh well. I wouldn't trade it for the world!) Then even later, I watched "Eat Pray Love" because she's in Italy at Thanksgiving and celebrates it with all her new friends, so I thought that was highly appropriate. I also had some Oeros and Peanut butter. Two days later on Saturday, a wonderfully sweet and compassionate American couple from church hosted some of the YAG to their house for a Thanksgiving feast. Naturally I had secured one of the precious 15 spots for this evening! Precious is actually an appropriate adjective for this occasion. Delicious relaxing, familiar, satisfying, joyful, and phenomenally fun work as well. We even had a retelling of the first Thanksgiving! See, now that's precious. There were a few other Americans in attendance, but most were from other countries. Some of those had already experienced a real American Thanksgiving. Some hadn't though, and it was for them that I was really excited! It was such a lovely evening, and I really did feel relaxed and like I was with family. This couple has three grown daughters who are all missionaries all over the world. They thought instead of celebrating the holiday by themselves, they'd rather have a house full of young adults and laughter and smiling faces and satisfied tummies! And I am so thankful for that because it was perfect.
I went home with one of my friends who is also working here as an au pair. She's from Canada and is just lovely! We stayed up late talking, and in the morning we had tea (because anything more would have put us over the edge- we were still that full!) and talked some more. It's always really nice and comforting talking to other au pairs because they just get it and understand. The girl who was working for her family before her was also part of the YAG, so her and I are like "the replacements," haha. It's kind of cool though :) In the afternoon we went into the city and headed straight for the Christkindlmarkts (Christmas markets). I'm not sure exactly how many there are in Vienna, but there are surely well over twenty. We went to four, so I think that's pretty good for one afternoon. We did a lot of scouting for things that would pack and ship easily. There were lots of times when we'd both agree that something was really pretty, but then we'd just look at each other and one of us would say, "Yeah, but too bad... that won't ship well." We were also trying to be savvy and do some comparison shopping as well because, well...hello, we're not trying to get completely ripped off here! They were all really nice though not to mention smelled delicious!
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| So many pretty Christmas things!! |
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| Scented wood balls that last 1 yr! They smelled really good! |
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| The nativity scene/story painted on the wall |
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| Happy Christmas! |
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| So many of the trees were decorated like this! |
I'm really grateful that we're now in the Christmas season. I think I really need it. I need to be reminded that there are bigger and more important things in the world than me and my feelings and my life. There is a God who created everything and came as a baby to be the King of kings and Lord of lords and the Savior of the whole world. I feel like I was starting to get even more selfish and self focused, and I'm glad this season has started to turn my mind and my heart around in a more positive direction. Prayers on this matter would be appreciated if you are so inclined!!
Well, until the next time, I wish you all lots of merriment and good cheer :)
~Sarah
Thursday, November 15, 2012
It Still Feels like Home
There is so much that I want to say, but it would take forever and probably be boring for some of you, so I'll stick to the basics. I'll try anyway.
Yesterday, I got back to Hollabrunn after being away on my first holiday. It has been two years since I was last in Scotland, and it was high time that I was back for a visit. I booked the flights at least a month ago, and have been overly excited about it since. But I was also a bit nervous and anxious. Two years ago I left feeling like I was being ripped away from the best time of my life that I wasn't ready to part with. As I flew out of the Edinburgh airport, I was in tears, but I vowed to myself that I would be back. I truly had no doubts about it. Then as the time for this trip came closer I started to worry that it wouldn't feel the same. Two years is a long time...especially for young people in university. People are still figuring out who they are and what they want. What if all my friends had changed and I didn't feel the same about anyone or anything? Oh my word. I was starting to worry, but God soon assured me that I was being foolish and that no matter what, I just have to trust that He's had everything under control from the beginning.
Onward and upward, my friends!
I left Hollabrunn last Wednesday. I was in a bit of a fluster at the start because I thought I'd gotten on the wrong train into Vienna, so that was a great start. I got there and then to the airport just fine though. When I went to check in for my flight to London, there were people already on line waiting, but no one was there to check us in! Eventually the message trickled back to me that the flight was indeed delayed. By an hour and fifteen minutes. How lovely. At this point I started praying that Kate was keeping up with my flight status online... Then they eventually called us all to the gate to start checking in. I get up there, do my thing, and then the guy had me put my suitcase in the size-checker-thing. My suitcase was too big. This literally is one of my worst fears when flying. I asked to try and rearrange it, and was allowed. I knew it was no use though because it was the actual suitcase that was too big. Gotta love those spinner wheels that stick out a mile and a half. They're convenient, except when the cost you 50 EUROS.!.!.!!!
On your American credit card that you are trying so so hard NOT to use.
Gahh!!!!!!!!!! Literally worst fear confirmed.
I asked if I could pay in GBP, but was refused; "Only Euros or credit card, Miss." At least I wasn't the only one. EasyJet is great, but they're strict little buggers.
Right, so I finally get to London Gatwick, and start praying again that I would see my friend and all will be well in the world again. I did my best to look thoroughly, those of you who know me know that I am not good at looking for things/people, but she truly was not there. I went back inside to check if I maybe missed her coming out the first time. Not a trace. I went back outside. I thought I was in the right spot. South Terminal arrivals...there were taxis and buses pulling in and out...other people were getting picked up and dropped off...but not me. There were two ladies who looked like they were waiting as well, and I soon found out we were in the same situation: waiting for a ride that hadn't shown up yet. Here is where I must confess something extremely foolish and embarrassing: I didn't have Kate's cell phone number with me at all and the only way I could get it would be to access a Facebook message. Here is where a "smart phone" would have been handy. So, I've learned my lessen: Smart phones are great but still write things down!!!
I asked one of the ladies if I could use her iPhone to get on Facebook, had to explain my brilliant self and the reason why, and at the moment she said yes, I could not have been more grateful. I got the number, dialed it (after having to ask how to use the country codes again!), and then waited out those dreaded seconds for it to start ringing and for someone to greet you on the other line.
"Hello."
"KATE!!! It's Sarah!"
"Ah great! Lass, where are you?!?!"
And now it just gets silly.
I described my location and she hers; they were one in the same. However, we could not see each other. Strange.
"Okay, I'm going to shout your name, and tell me if you can hear me."
"Okay. Go."
"SARR-RRRRAHHHHH! SARAH!!"
"Hey, I hear you!"
I walked towards her voice, looked around, described my position again."But that's where I am!!" we both kept saying, but neither of us saw no glimpses of the other. I crossed the little street and went into the car park (parking deck) a bit.
"Right, I'm going to shout again. SARAH! SARAH!"
"Oh my gosh! I hear you!!!! Where are you?!?!!??!"
There were some security guys working at a little electric box right by the lifts, so I decided to ask them, "Is there ANYWHERE else people can get picked up/dropped off from?"
"Oh yeah, sure," he said, "just down on the ground level."
You have got to be kidding me.
"Right, Kate, I'm getting on the lift, and I'll see you in a second." Click.
And then there was a warm and welcomed embrace and lots lots more laughing.
That's how I got to London and probably one of the best stories of the whole trip.
Kate and I had a lovely time catching up that night, and then it was off to the real London in the morning to catch my bus to Dundee at the Victoria Station. Eleven and a half hours on the Megabus- my butt was so numb. I saw a bit of London but not much; however, it was enough to make me want to go back really badly though. It stopped in Manchester, Preston, then up to Glasgow, Perth, then finally Dundee. Once we got to Glasgow, I started getting really excited. Then at Perth I was just plain antsy! I started seeing signs for Dundee and the Tay bridge, and when we finally got there and were passing pavements on which I had run before, I really just wanted to cry. I held it in though. Finally we pulled into the Seagate bus station, and I was up and out of my seat as soon as I could be. I heard someone from outside say, "There she is!" "Sarah!!" Then I heard three familiar voices- Jillian's, Laura's, and Lauren's- and became truly overjoyed.
That's pretty much how the whole rest of my time there was. Lots of talking and listening and sharing and smiling and feeling like I'd never even left. I went to all my favorite restaurants, pubs, coffee shops, and take away places. I had caramel McVities (which I have been craving for two years!) and Galaxy chocolate (which I have never seen in the USA or Austria). I had a delicious burger and lattice (not waffle fries) chips from Tonic and a Chinese take away and fish and chips and all things deliciously Scottish, except haggis. Don't misunderstand, I do like haggis, I just didn't have it this time around ;)
There were obviously numerous highly anticipated reunions, hugs, conversations- both serious and silly. I even got to spend time with the church family, St. Peter's Free Church of Scotland, that I was a part of while I was there. That weekend was the church's weekend away, which was in Arbroath, where my grandmother was born! Crazy cool! So on Saturday I heard a couple good chats from very wise and Godly individuals and feel privileged to have been in attendance. Then back in Dundee I went into all my favorite stores in the shopping center and bought a couple little things. I even saw two people from North Central, which was lovely! Then Sunday evening was a great big service at St. Pete's, which was really great, and then some quality banter with more friends afterwards! Ahh....so so blessed! Monday started with a full Scottish breakfast (delicious!) with Lauren at the Tartan Cafe (my favorite wee coffee shop!), followed by the lovely St. Andrews ruins and sea side with Andy, and then eventually everyone showed up after their busy days to have one last night with me before I left on the bus back to London Tuesday morning. Again, so so happy and blessed.
And that's pretty much it. I sat by a nice English couple and a cool English speaking Viennese girl my age on the flight back, so that was some pleasant conversation. Then when I was finally back to my room in Hollabrunn, I was greeted with a quality sized care package from my wee mum!!
Naturally, I ripped that right open before unpacking anything else from my trip. I ate a few of the goodies inside, and eventually felt tired enough to close my eyes and dream of the next trip to Dundee.
I think it will be nice to go there when it isn't freezing cold.
I've heard Scotland's lovely in the spring and summer :)
But for now, I am so happy to be home back in Hollabrunn! :)
See you 'round the bend..
~Sarah
Yesterday, I got back to Hollabrunn after being away on my first holiday. It has been two years since I was last in Scotland, and it was high time that I was back for a visit. I booked the flights at least a month ago, and have been overly excited about it since. But I was also a bit nervous and anxious. Two years ago I left feeling like I was being ripped away from the best time of my life that I wasn't ready to part with. As I flew out of the Edinburgh airport, I was in tears, but I vowed to myself that I would be back. I truly had no doubts about it. Then as the time for this trip came closer I started to worry that it wouldn't feel the same. Two years is a long time...especially for young people in university. People are still figuring out who they are and what they want. What if all my friends had changed and I didn't feel the same about anyone or anything? Oh my word. I was starting to worry, but God soon assured me that I was being foolish and that no matter what, I just have to trust that He's had everything under control from the beginning.
Onward and upward, my friends!
I left Hollabrunn last Wednesday. I was in a bit of a fluster at the start because I thought I'd gotten on the wrong train into Vienna, so that was a great start. I got there and then to the airport just fine though. When I went to check in for my flight to London, there were people already on line waiting, but no one was there to check us in! Eventually the message trickled back to me that the flight was indeed delayed. By an hour and fifteen minutes. How lovely. At this point I started praying that Kate was keeping up with my flight status online... Then they eventually called us all to the gate to start checking in. I get up there, do my thing, and then the guy had me put my suitcase in the size-checker-thing. My suitcase was too big. This literally is one of my worst fears when flying. I asked to try and rearrange it, and was allowed. I knew it was no use though because it was the actual suitcase that was too big. Gotta love those spinner wheels that stick out a mile and a half. They're convenient, except when the cost you 50 EUROS.!.!.!!!
On your American credit card that you are trying so so hard NOT to use.
Gahh!!!!!!!!!! Literally worst fear confirmed.
I asked if I could pay in GBP, but was refused; "Only Euros or credit card, Miss." At least I wasn't the only one. EasyJet is great, but they're strict little buggers.
Right, so I finally get to London Gatwick, and start praying again that I would see my friend and all will be well in the world again. I did my best to look thoroughly, those of you who know me know that I am not good at looking for things/people, but she truly was not there. I went back inside to check if I maybe missed her coming out the first time. Not a trace. I went back outside. I thought I was in the right spot. South Terminal arrivals...there were taxis and buses pulling in and out...other people were getting picked up and dropped off...but not me. There were two ladies who looked like they were waiting as well, and I soon found out we were in the same situation: waiting for a ride that hadn't shown up yet. Here is where I must confess something extremely foolish and embarrassing: I didn't have Kate's cell phone number with me at all and the only way I could get it would be to access a Facebook message. Here is where a "smart phone" would have been handy. So, I've learned my lessen: Smart phones are great but still write things down!!!
I asked one of the ladies if I could use her iPhone to get on Facebook, had to explain my brilliant self and the reason why, and at the moment she said yes, I could not have been more grateful. I got the number, dialed it (after having to ask how to use the country codes again!), and then waited out those dreaded seconds for it to start ringing and for someone to greet you on the other line.
"Hello."
"KATE!!! It's Sarah!"
"Ah great! Lass, where are you?!?!"
And now it just gets silly.
I described my location and she hers; they were one in the same. However, we could not see each other. Strange.
"Okay, I'm going to shout your name, and tell me if you can hear me."
"Okay. Go."
"SARR-RRRRAHHHHH! SARAH!!"
"Hey, I hear you!"
I walked towards her voice, looked around, described my position again."But that's where I am!!" we both kept saying, but neither of us saw no glimpses of the other. I crossed the little street and went into the car park (parking deck) a bit.
"Right, I'm going to shout again. SARAH! SARAH!"
"Oh my gosh! I hear you!!!! Where are you?!?!!??!"
There were some security guys working at a little electric box right by the lifts, so I decided to ask them, "Is there ANYWHERE else people can get picked up/dropped off from?"
"Oh yeah, sure," he said, "just down on the ground level."
You have got to be kidding me.
"Right, Kate, I'm getting on the lift, and I'll see you in a second." Click.
And then there was a warm and welcomed embrace and lots lots more laughing.
That's how I got to London and probably one of the best stories of the whole trip.
Kate and I had a lovely time catching up that night, and then it was off to the real London in the morning to catch my bus to Dundee at the Victoria Station. Eleven and a half hours on the Megabus- my butt was so numb. I saw a bit of London but not much; however, it was enough to make me want to go back really badly though. It stopped in Manchester, Preston, then up to Glasgow, Perth, then finally Dundee. Once we got to Glasgow, I started getting really excited. Then at Perth I was just plain antsy! I started seeing signs for Dundee and the Tay bridge, and when we finally got there and were passing pavements on which I had run before, I really just wanted to cry. I held it in though. Finally we pulled into the Seagate bus station, and I was up and out of my seat as soon as I could be. I heard someone from outside say, "There she is!" "Sarah!!" Then I heard three familiar voices- Jillian's, Laura's, and Lauren's- and became truly overjoyed.
That's pretty much how the whole rest of my time there was. Lots of talking and listening and sharing and smiling and feeling like I'd never even left. I went to all my favorite restaurants, pubs, coffee shops, and take away places. I had caramel McVities (which I have been craving for two years!) and Galaxy chocolate (which I have never seen in the USA or Austria). I had a delicious burger and lattice (not waffle fries) chips from Tonic and a Chinese take away and fish and chips and all things deliciously Scottish, except haggis. Don't misunderstand, I do like haggis, I just didn't have it this time around ;)
There were obviously numerous highly anticipated reunions, hugs, conversations- both serious and silly. I even got to spend time with the church family, St. Peter's Free Church of Scotland, that I was a part of while I was there. That weekend was the church's weekend away, which was in Arbroath, where my grandmother was born! Crazy cool! So on Saturday I heard a couple good chats from very wise and Godly individuals and feel privileged to have been in attendance. Then back in Dundee I went into all my favorite stores in the shopping center and bought a couple little things. I even saw two people from North Central, which was lovely! Then Sunday evening was a great big service at St. Pete's, which was really great, and then some quality banter with more friends afterwards! Ahh....so so blessed! Monday started with a full Scottish breakfast (delicious!) with Lauren at the Tartan Cafe (my favorite wee coffee shop!), followed by the lovely St. Andrews ruins and sea side with Andy, and then eventually everyone showed up after their busy days to have one last night with me before I left on the bus back to London Tuesday morning. Again, so so happy and blessed.
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| Dundee, Scotland <3 |
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| Arbroath, Scotland and the North Sea |
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| St. Andrews :) |
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| The whole gang :D |
And that's pretty much it. I sat by a nice English couple and a cool English speaking Viennese girl my age on the flight back, so that was some pleasant conversation. Then when I was finally back to my room in Hollabrunn, I was greeted with a quality sized care package from my wee mum!!
Naturally, I ripped that right open before unpacking anything else from my trip. I ate a few of the goodies inside, and eventually felt tired enough to close my eyes and dream of the next trip to Dundee.
I think it will be nice to go there when it isn't freezing cold.
I've heard Scotland's lovely in the spring and summer :)
But for now, I am so happy to be home back in Hollabrunn! :)
See you 'round the bend..
~Sarah
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