Sunday, April 04, 2010

greece. november 2009.

I do realize that this post is nearly 5 months late. I just want to point out that uploading hundreds of pictures takes time. And though I have not uploaded them all here, I do have some. I have also provided a link at the end to Kristy's blog which has a much broader collection. (Is that cheating?)

To begin with, anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I love to be warm. For example, in church, I’m always the one still in my coat (barely comfortable) while everyone else around me is fanning themselves to prevent heat exhaustion. What can I say, I’m a desert rat. That being said, I love summer. I grew up in Mesa, Arizona. One has to have somewhat of a high heat tolerance if one is going to survive the Phoenix area in the summer. (Which, incidentally begins in April and ends in October.)

So when I travel, I like to be able to move around without the burden of a coat. However, I typically travel internationally in off-peak seasons. Off-peak being fall, winter, and spring. A few years ago, I went to India in the summer. India in the May/June time frame may or may not have been a mistake. Don’t misunderstand, going to India itself was not a mistake, but going in May/June when the temperatures hang out around 115 degrees made it feel like I had a constant hair dryer in my face. Sure enough, I didn’t have to pack a coat. Yes, I like to be warm, but that was brutal. When it’s 115 degrees outside, native Arizonan’s head for the AC, they don’t gear up and walk around mausoleums made of red sandstone. But India was amazing. Hot and sticky though it was.

And I digress…

The reason I bring all of that up (and the ultimate point) is that when we (Kristy, Brooke, Aaron, Brian, Stephanie and I) went to Greece in November, I thought it may be cold. Having been to Athens in the April before, I remember it being significantly chilly. But Athens in the first part of November was a dream. A lot like Arizona at that time of year.

It

was

beautiful.

In fact, I may go so far as to say it was perfect…. Just take a look.


(And in typical fashion, a top ten. For Greece. In no particular order except the first one is definitely number 1.)

1. Great Travel Companions.
Really. Card games. Lots of laughs. Great chats. Fun company. I LOVE those people. Thank you so much for making that trip amazing. Great people make great trips. And that makes all the difference.








2. Food.
I realize that this comes up in every one of my top ten lists. Food is REALLY important to me. And, like any good travel companion, it can make or break the trip. We had amazing Gyros, of course, but one of my favorite things about being in Europe is picking up a loaf of bread (and pulling out only the middle soft part) and eating it with cheese. On this trip, my preferred cheese was Gouda. Then there was the crepe. In Santorini, on our last night, there was lightning storm. And lots of rain. We wanted something to eat, so we all grabbed our jackets and hoofed it into town for a late night treat. I ended up at the crepe shop with a few others and hooked myself up with one savory and one sweet crepe. The savory was good, but the sweet one was the best crepe I’ve ever had in my entire life. Typically a nutella girl, I branched out and tried the White Praline (consistency of a thick, melted, white chocolate but much sweeter and a different taste) with fresh strawberries. That White Praline whatever sauce was simply amazing. It maybe blew my mind. Just sayin.


3. Baklava.
This one gets it’s own number. I’ve had baklava in the past, but never liked it. In fact, I could never figure out why people loved it so much. Until Kristy made me try some. This is why I love her. She bought a piece and gave me some. And the rest is history. I couldn’t get enough of that stuff.


4. Acropolis and Museum.
I have actually been to Athens once before. And seen the Acropolis. But I didn’t know anything about it then. Its huge. There is a museum at the base of the Acropolis now that in itself is an architectural beauty. The architecture is modern and made with concrete interior walls. The floor is made of brick shaped stone and set in a soldiered pattern. The lobby floor was black stone and the other areas in the museum had a light, creamy beige stone floor. I loved it. But the best part about the museum was the glass tile floor. When they were excavating, they happened upon an old Athenian neighborhood. So, they built above it and created a glass floor in many areas so that you can look down at the ruins. Fanstastic.













5. Jumpy and our adventures outside of Athens.
One of the days we were there, we rented a minivan-ish. Jumpy was it’s name. We set out to see Delphi. Because why not. It was hilarious. Kristy drove and I was her map. She did awesome, driving like a local. I loved it. One of the towns we passed through was ……………. The only thing that would have made it better was if Aaron had taken his shirt off.

















6. Church
Sometimes being LDS and living in the West has it’s limitations. Sometimes I find that having so many LDS people around each other makes it easier to slack off in understanding and testimony. Am I wrong? Being at church in Athens was a moving experience. We met in a room the size of a typical primary room and half the members in attendance were missionaries. (I think the number of missionaries was 16 or so). Not very many members, but what they lacked in bodies, they made up for in spirit. The people who spoke (Some from England, and some from Germany) exuded testimony. It wasn’t flowery and over the top, it was simple, honest, and it really hit home for me. I learned more about commitment to the gospel in that one hour of church than I have in years. I loved their fresh outlook and inspiring messages. An experience I won’t soon forget.

7. Marathon
This was the reason for the trip. Thank you Kristy and Stephanie for letting us all come and share the experience. Three of our group tackled this thing they call a marathon. Steph, Aaron, Brian. The Athens marathon is the original marathon and is considered one of the hardest (if not THE hardest in the world.) Why, you ask? Because it is mostly uphill. And if you aren’t familiar with the origins of the marathon, the quick synopsis goes something like this. Athens is involved in a battle in the town of Marathon in Greece. Athens wins said battle and a soldier runs the 26.2 miles back to Athens to say, “We won.” And then? He dropped dead. So the next logical thing to do is to try and best this man and run it without dying. Which millions of people do all over the world in hundreds of locations. Hats off them. I, myself, like my spot on the sidelines with a baklava in one hand and a camera in the other.

But, Brian, Stephanie, and Aaron… You did AMAZING!!







8. Santorini.
This is literally the view from our balcony. Literally. If anyone wants the name of this place, just email me or leave a comment and I will give it to you. It was one of the most picturesque places I’ve ever been. I loved the few days we spent there. It’s a small island, with a lot of down time, but it was a nice vacay. A good time to pull up a patio chair and enjoy the sunset. I’m gonna stop talking about it now and let you enjoy the pics….







9. 4-Wheelers
On Santorini we rented 4-wheelers. This was, by far, my most favorite part of the trip. It was hilarious and we had a great time. We drove the length of the island, starting out on the black beaches in the south and ending up with a sunset in Oia.








10. Million dollar views.
In Athens. In Santorini. So much to see that your eyes may be blown!







And for your viewing pleasure, you can see more on Kristy’s blog.

Thanks for playing.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

news

...and because so many have asked and i haven't been able to say.... looks like the old cat is out of the bag, as it were. this is my new project at work. couldn't be happier for the opportunity....

newsroom.lds.org

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Study.

Three years ago, I signed up for the NCIDQ exam. (National Council for Interior Design Qualification). It’s a 2 day exam for a certificate to show that I am “uniquely qualified through education, experience and examination to competently practice interior design.” (That, my friends, is taken from the NCIDQ website.)

I have actually had people ask me what the test would consist of. Is it a test on what colors go together and what style of table lamp to use? Oh man. Is that really all people think I do? Questions like that just diminished my bachelor’s degree to a few nights in a Relief Society Enrichment activity.

The exam, as I mentioned, is a 2 day ordeal and costs around $850 to take. It takes place on a Friday and a Saturday, offered 2 times a year. Friday is an 8 hour day of multiple choice questions. The 8 hours on Saturday is spent drafting. Hand drafting. All of the sections (multiple choice and drafting) are created to test our knowledge on building codes (means of egress such as common paths of travel and exit distances, accessibility measurements and guidelines, fire ratings, etc.) professional practice, material sustainability… the list goes on and on. And this test has approximately a 65% pass rate. Nice.

The good news? They offer an expensive little 3 day class that preps you for the big day. That is where I spent my first weekend in February. In a drafting room surrounded by pencils, fodder, and practicum problems. But it DID turn out to be good news. I was nervous about what it would be like, and although I have 8 months, 7 books, and lots of timed drafting to wrap my head around before the test, I feel much better about accomplishing it.

Back to the books… Wish me luck.

Sunday, February 07, 2010

Love Bug: Work Edition

Love:
In January I got a really big project that will keep me busy until at least April. Not to mention that it is a project I absolutely love. Yay for full time work.

Bug:
People who have no sense of humor. They think they can hang, but they actually get offended and don’t understand humor. That TOTALLY bugs.

Love:
Getting to use really nice and expensive things on a new project. There is always a budget, but for this client, the budget is high and the nicer the better. For instance, we may get to use a glass beaded wall covering as a ceiling treatment. Yummy.

Bug:
Walking contradictions. In one sentence this person does not like the look of honed stone. In the next sentence they say that the honed stone will be beautiful. Drama. And just because this person tells you that crowns are in, do not necessarily believe them.

Love:
Having a job in “these times”. And having that job be substantially flexible.

Bug:
When someone speaks of something unfortunate that has happened to them and I respond with “I’m sorry.” And they say, “It’s not your fault.” Of course it’s not my fault. People, learn how to accept sympathy. I don’t want to always say, “That sucks.” There are times when that response is appropriate, but sometimes it’s just plain classless.

Just sayin.

Monday, December 28, 2009

bend in the river....

I realize that this post is long overdue. (And no, I'm not talking about the vacay to Greece.... Although if I wait much longer to post that adventure, it will be nearly obsolete as well.) In October, my good friends (Jed, Erin, and Teri) and I took a little pilgrimage to Nauvoo for a weekend. And since I'm sure that no one wants to read the weekend play by play, I think a little top 10 (although still lengthy) will suffice.


1. A trip through America’s Heartland.

I do love me a big city, but I also love the wide expanse of the Midwest, especially in the fall. The beauty of the extensive corn fields is unmatched and the grandeur in the wide open space is unparalleled. The Midwest has a style all its own, and every few years, I itch to go back. As we drove the 5.5 hours from Kansas City to Nauvoo, I couldn’t have been happier… blasting the ipod, grilling Jed for personal information, and taking in the abundant scenery.


2. A stop in Far West

Someday I would love to own a ranch outside of Far West, Missouri. It looked like the most picturesque place to have a big white barn, a smattering of horses, and a family Thanksgiving party of gargantuan proportions. Something Martha Stewart would even be proud of…. We stopped at the temple site in Far West for a few minutes. It was FREEZING cold. And since I’m a desert rat, and am severely affected by the cold, I could hardly concentrate on what the others were saying. After we got back in the car, we drove down an obscure dirt road to find the old Far West cemetery. Jed had a book that gave us directions… And I’ll tell ya, there is nothing there but a field of grass, so who would know if we found it or not. At that point, the sun came out to play, so Teri and Erin jumped out of the car to snap a couple of shots. After a few minutes of photographic journaling, Teri ran screaming back to the car leaving Erin standing confused by the side of the road. What caused the sudden outbreak? A skunk. And it was running away from where Teri had just been standing. Lucky for all of us, she didn’t get sprayed. That would have made for an interesting 5 hour journey…


3. Arriving at Susan’s house late that night and not being able to find the sheets.

There were a few minutes there where we thought we were going to have to drive back into Keokuk to Walmart at 11:00 pm to pick up some sheets. But, as it turned out, Erin saved the day and looked in the secret closet hidden behind the bathroom door. Plenty of sheets to go around. Susan’s place was amazing. What a great friend she is… The trip wouldn’t have been possible without her generous offer.

4. Running the flats

I hadn’t run since the half marathon in August. I had a minor injury to my knee after that half marathon, and I was trying to heal it up. But the first morning in Nauvoo, as the sun was coming up over the flats, Teri, Erin, and I laced up and went for a run. Ok, so we walked more than we ran. In our defense, it was really cold, but there is no better way to reacquaint oneself with Nauvoo, than on foot, in the quiet morning hours as the sun casts long shadows on the grass.

5. LDS Nauvoo Visitors Center

Back in the day, when I was a freshman in college, I went to Nauvoo with BYU’s travel study program. I will never be able to explain the lasting impact those 3 months have had on my life. I’m sure there are words to describe, but none I’m going to illustrate here. Just know that it was life altering and it still stands as one of the best experiences of my life. There were only 43 of us that semester. (Students, that is.) It was in 1996 before CES even knew the program existed. Because it was a small program, semi-obsucre, and only the 2nd year of its existence, we were able to stay in the old homes down on the flats of Nauvoo. I, and my 5 roommates, lived in the David D. Yearsley house built in 1843 and it still stands as the tallest residence in Nauvoo. As if that wasn’t great enough, we also got to attend class in the LDS Visitors Center. Going back there releases a flood of memories. The Visitors Center was our first stop in Nauvoo after our morning run. We wanted to see the Nauvoo video (called Remembering Nauvoo) that they play. Since it wasn’t going to start for another hour, the missionaries asked us if we wanted to see the Joseph Smith movie (the one playing in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building in SLC). I had never seen it and since the other vidoe wasn’t playing yet, we ventured in. I know I’ve cried that hard before. I know I have. But I can’t remember the time. When it finished and the lights turned on, I turned to Teri and Jed, pointing at my face, and said, “Really?” You know when you hear something that just hits home for you at a particular moment? Yeah….


6. Eating

I can eat. And as I’ve mentioned before, I have no sweet sensor. Teri told me that she didn’t really believe me when I said I could eat. Well, folks, I’m here to tell you that she is now a believer. Maybe it was the fact that I ate ¾ of a large bag of peanut butter M&M’s in one sitting (the only reason I didn’t eat the whole thing was because I shared it with everyone else.) And the fact that I couldn’t stop eating the tiny ginger cookies we picked up at the bakery. Or maybe it was the 3 bowls of taco soup for dinner not including the chips and quac. But I don’t think her opinion had anything to do with the fact that I ate an entire POUND of fudge in 2 days time. ½ peanut butter fudge, ½ chocolate. Sigh.


7. The Temple

Saturday activity. And the interior of that temple is like no other. What can I say, it’s a place of peace. In every sense of the word.



8. Rendezvous in Old Nauvoo

I’m pretty sure this little theatrical performance has been around since the vanguard company left Nauvoo in 1846… It’s a classic, and one you can’t miss if you make the trip to that particular bend on the Mississippi. The performing missionaries may change, but as far as I’m concerned, the entertainment value never will. There is something so wholesome in their amateur dramatization. No matter the cast, its always good for many laughs.


9. Running through the corn

Corn fields abound in the Midwest. That’s no secret. And haven’t you ever wanted to run through a corn field? It seems the perfect resume builder for any upcoming movie role…. So, that’s what we did. Teri sat in the car and took pictures, while Erin, Jed, and I had a race through the corn. As Erin says: “It was all fun and games until Jayna yelled, ‘Children of the corn!”




10. Hanging out with friends
Without a doubt, the best part of any trip is found in the travelling companions. This particular excursion had plenty of laughs, hours of great conversation, and moments of comfortable silence. Throw in some fantastic scenery and a few endearing memories, and that’s what I call a vacay.


“You people and this place make me better than I was before.”

From High Hopes and River Boats

Photos courtesy of Erin

Monday, November 16, 2009

preview

just a sneak peek of where i spent a little bit of my november.... these are 2 pictures of where we stayed.

full post to come....


the view from our patio.
santorini, greece