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The Biggest Bowl of the Year

Super Bowl Sunday. What a day. It is a day where dreams are fulfilled and champions are crowned. It is a day of emotion, passion, and love for a common game.  For many across the grand, old USA, it is a national holiday. Parties are thrown, delicious food is consumed, and football fans from all over come out to support the two teams talented and lucky enough to have made the game. Those football fans include me.

Admittedly, I am not a huge football fan. While I enjoy watching the games and support the Giants regularly, it is not a passion of mine. To be honest, because I know little about many teams, the way that I chose which team I will be rooting for in any given game is by looking up pictures of the quarterbacks. I then pick the team with the more attractive quarterback to be the one that I support. Surprisingly, this method has worked out quite well for me.  But, the Super Bowl is a different story.

As a kid, for me, the big game was all about the food and the commercials. My mom would cook up a delicious feast of appetizers and, sometimes, if my siblings and I were lucky enough, my dad would make milkshakes. It was a meal to look forward to! And then, the commercials. It is no secret that the best advertisements of the year are shown during the most popular television event. I would eagerly await these commercials all year, and I would make a point to only leave the room when the game was on, so that I wouldn’t miss any.

However, as I have grown up, I have come to love the Super Bowl. I find myself looking forward to the game, eagerly watching the playoffs (even when the Giants miss making it by a mile), and throwing my support heavily behind one team. So while I cannot tell you all of the players in the NFL or even all of the rules in the game, this year I will be rooting passionately for one team and quite possibly yelling at my TV.

But, the Super Bowl is more than the game, the commercials, and the food. For me, it is about the sense of passion, unity, and patriotism. There is something comforting about knowing that millions of people are watching the game and having the same experience with you. All over the country, people are cheering for their team, screaming at their TVs and cautiously hoping for a win. Heck, millions of people are even using the bathroom at the same time as you. Toilets across America will be flushed 19 million times during halftime (yes, that is true). Not to mention the thousands of fans who are sticking out the cold New Jersey weather for the experience of a lifetime witnessing the game in person.

The Super Bowl is not only the biggest bowl of the year, but is also an American tradition that represents the best values (passion, spirit, competition) of our great country.

~Rebecca Jaeger

Coming Home

John F. Kennedy Airport is an ugly place. With a confusing layout, thousands of rushing travelers, and a plethora of not-so-happy workers it is not my favorite place in the world, to say the least. But, on the afternoon of December 20, I was never more happy to be anywhere in my life.

Yes, it was my homecoming. My much-dreamed-about return to the United States. While I loved studying abroad, coming back to the U.S. was one of the happiest days of my life. Needless to say, I was a hot mess in the airport. My brothers were incredibly embarrassed by my excited sobs, but I did not care. I was just so thrilled to be back on American soil.

My journey home was quite the adventure. My nine-hour trans-Atlantic flight turned into an eleven-hour voyage. Because of strong winds, my plane was forced to stop in Halifax, Nova Scotia to refuel. Although it was quite painful to be stuck on a plane for almost twelve hours, I was able to add Canada to the list of countries that I visited on this trip. Additionally, due to the time differences and my inability to sleep on planes, it was also the longest day of my life. I was up for over twenty-four hours straight. So, although I was happy to be back, it was not the easiest day.

But, amid all the traveling and waiting, I realized that there is no feeling like coming home, especially around the holidays. I’ve truly never felt such elation. Yes, I was that kid stuck on a crowded airplane in Canada, with a huge smile on my face from pure excitement. Although everything at home was the same as how I left it, everything felt so new: the busy highways packed with cars, the Christmas lights glowing on the houses, the hugs from my family. It was such an incredible feeling to be back, it’s almost indescribable.

My first weekend home was a blur. I might have been suffering from jet lag, but I did not let that stop me. I did many of my favorite things: slept in my own bed, went shopping, watched some rom-coms, and ate some of my favorite foods (chicken parmesan and chocolate cake). It was probably one of the best weekends of my life.

Studying abroad was easily the most exciting thing that I have ever done. In my 3.5 months in Spain I learned Spanish, challenged myself, and saw (part of) the world. I could not have asked for a better experience. But, I also learned that Dorothy was right when she said that there is no place like home. Home is one place that will always welcome you back, no matter what. So, go travel (you might want to avoid JFK), have incredible experiences, see the world, but never forget to come home.

Spending Thanksgiving Abroad

To put it simply, I am a huge fan of Thanksgiving. I love everything about the holiday: getting to be with family, the food, football, and even the 5K Turkey Trots. It is the one day of the year when it is socially acceptable to think about, talk about and eat food all day. What’s not to love?

However, this year I was a little nervous about Thanksgiving. After all, it would be the first year where I would not get to see my family, eat some of my mom’s famous stuffing, or run as a part of Team Jaegermeister in a local Turkey Trot.  I knew that it was going to be a strange day.

And a strange day it was. While all of you were at home sleeping in, I was waking up and going to class like any other Thursday in Spain. It was an odd feeling knowing that while I was spending six hours in class, my family and friends back home were participating in some of my favorite traditions. Luckily, I was able to catch some live footage of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, which put me a bit more in the Thanksgiving spirit.

My program was also kind enough to host a Thanksgiving dinner for us. It was the fanciest Thanksgiving meal that I have ever had, and for being cooked by a Spanish chef, it was also quite delicious. While the stuffing was not my mom’s nor the turkey carved by my dad, it still made the day feel more familiar. Although I did not get to see my family on Thanksgiving, the meal with my program made me appreciate the friends that I have in Spain even more.

It might not be home, but it's definitely an impressive spread!

It might not be home, but it’s definitely an impressive spread!

So although this Thanksgiving was different, it still reminded me of how thankful I am for many things in my life. I am so incredibly grateful for my family back home, who not only talks to me regularly through video chat, but who also took the time to video chat me at their Thanksgiving dinner so that I could say hi to everyone. I am also thankful for the wonderful opportunity that I have to study abroad. This experience has been one of the best of my life. And, on a more shallow note, this Thanksgiving I realized how thankful I am for central heating and running water, because I did not have either last Thursday!

This Thanksgiving, like my whole trip so far, was a simply an adventure. It certainly was different, but I know that it was one that I will always remember. After all, not everyone gets to spend a major US holiday in another country surrounded by good food and good company. Now, it is time to focus on my other favorite holiday (Christmas!) and the 2.5 weeks that I have left in Spain. And maybe, if I am lucky, my mom will make some of her delicious stuffing for me when I return home.

~Rebecca Jaeger

Adventures Around Europe

I have never been much of a traveler. Sure, I have been to New York City quite a few times and have visited Honduras and Costa Rica, but for the most part, my travel experience is limited. So coming to Europe and making travel plans for myself was a daunting thought.

 But, so far, I have managed to survive. In the past two weeks I have visited two famous European cities: London, and Paris. Both of the cities were beautiful and intriguing in their own right. And, I can undoubtedly say that these weekends were some of the best experiences of my life. 

To put it simply, London is the most incredible city I have ever had the pleasure of visiting. It was clean, had beautiful architecture, and I simply felt at home. Combining all that with the fact that the royal family lives there and there are oodles of attractive men with accents, I did not want to leave! While in the city, I had the opportunity to explore some fascinating historical monuments such as the Tower of London, Westminster Abbey, and Platform 9¾ in Kings Cross Station. There is so much to do in the city and I had so little time. Of course, my trip to London also featured typical London weather. It was very blustery and rainy. And, in pure rookie fashion, I did not carry an umbrella with me. So, it was a wet and cold weekend. But regardless of the weather, I am already excited to return.

London was also my first experience with public transportation. Thankfully, it was a positive one! When people say that the Tube (London’s subway system) is incredibly easy to use, they’re telling the truth. With a Tube map in hand, I was soon traveling like a pro. I even had an English woman ask me for directions. To me, that was a symbol of my public transportation successes.

Paris, however, was a different story. Although the city was gorgeous and eclectic, the language barrier was immense. I quickly learned that my fourth grade French would not get me very far. However, other than the inevitable language struggles, I enjoyed exploring the city. Over the course of two days I visited the Eiffel Tower, the Palace of Versailles, the Louvre Museum, and many of the other sites that Paris is famous for. It was an action-packed (and extremely cold) weekend, but absolutely worth it to get to experience one of the most important European cities.

While my weekends were busy, the experience of traveling is definitely worth it. To know that I have successfully navigated two major European cities makes me very proud. Thanks to these trips I have become more independent and able to conquer daunting things (like public transportation). Prior to studying abroad, I didn’t like walking around Newark at night by myself. But now, after having walked alone in foreign cities in the dark and survived, I feel that I am ready to conquer UD by night!

One of the many benefits of traveling? Getting to take postcard-worthy photos like this one!

One of the many benefits of traveling? Getting to take postcard-worthy photos like this one!

~Rebecca Jaeger

Learning Language

Ever since I was very young, I have always had a knack for language. I enjoyed it in multiple forms, like reading, writing, speaking. In addition to English, I’ve also loved learning other languages, especially Spanish. One could say that those silly Spanish movies I watched in elementary school got me hooked.

My goal to become bilingual was one of the reasons why I chose to study abroad for a semester. I knew that I wanted to have ample time to immerse myself fully in the language and culture of Spain. And, I have to say, learning the language has been one of the most rewarding experiences in my time here.

At first, I was blindsided by the total immersion in Spanish. Although I consider myself a proficient Spanish speaker, it was quite a shock to be surrounded by all Spanish, all the time. And, to make matters worse, I could barely understand a word my host mom was saying, much less think of a coherent response. The first few weeks were tough because of the rapid transition between languages. It was also difficult because I was scared to speak in Spanish for fear of making a mistake. I didn’t want to be that silly American butchering her Spanish, so I just didn’t talk. Slowly, however, I realized that they only way to improve my language was to use it.

Through the past nine weeks, I have experienced many changes regarding my Spanish. I have undoubtedly become more adept at both speaking and listening. Yes, that means less awkward pauses and blank stares while conversing with my host mom (thank goodness). I can also now eavesdrop on the conversations that occur on the street. Granted, that is not a terribly important skill to have, but it makes me feel good to know that I can actually understand the natives without trying.

The strangest part of the experience of learning a language rapidly is the constant jumble of words in my head. When I need to be thinking in English (like when writing this blog) I will think of words in Spanish. Then, when I am in class, listening to Spanish, I sometimes end up writing notes in English. The ever-present jumble of words gives new meaning to the term, “Spanglish!”

I am thrilled with the language progress that I have made whilst in Spain. Although I have yet to dream in Spanish (which some say is the sign of being fluent), I know that my language has come so far. So while I am happy with my language progress, I think the most important thing that I have learned since arriving in Spain is to speak up. For anybody learning a language, speaking it is the only way to get better. Don’t let fear hold you back from achieving fluency. Just put yourself out there and talk away!

It’s just one breathtaking view after another in Granada.

~Rebecca Jaeger

 

 

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