Kia Ora!
Here’s the new poem! If you haven’t noticed I have difficulty ending poems, so this one is no different. Enjoy!
Sailing
The ever floating ship
It’s sails never resting
Heat boiling from its insides
Turning the air to a certain ash
As it floats, directionless
Aiming to alienate audiences
It coasts, into the dark caves
Where the stars can still be seen
And the long enduring pensive moon
Rests, but never sleeps
Back to school!
The only coat I’m bringing for the winter, or super soft blanket I just got last week? . . . The only coat I’m bringing for the winter, or super soft blanket I just got last week?
Essentially, Siena is everything I could have imagined and at the very same time unimaginable.
Let me explain.
It is so beautiful here. So unbelievably beautiful that myself and two other students discussed how it feels like it
It has now been about two weeks since I arrived, weary and nervous, in Madrid-Barajas Airport. Everything about that first day was daunting and overwhelming. I met my IES Abroad Program Coordinators/Directors in the airport and, only minutes later, my host “father”. It was as I was being driven to what is now my home until December 21st that I had to face reality that I would be living in Spain, 32oo miles away from home, and be speaking Spanish all day, everyday.
I’m so thankful for all of the amazing experiences that I have been fortunate to have so far! This past weekend I went on a rugged Great Wall excursion to an area of the wall that is not frequented by tourists. The views were breathtaking, the food was amazing, and many laughs were shared amongst friends!
While in Maine this summer, my friends and I would often go swimming by the docks nearby. We’d sunbathe for a bit, to warm ourselves mostly, before plunging into the sea. The water was never quite as warm as we expected, and we’d emerge, salt and sand coating our skin and lips chattering, wanting to soak up the sweltering sun once more.