Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Skiing in Avoriaz!

I went on a Stundenterlauget (student union) skiing trip to Avoriaz in France the first week of February. It was for 9 days - 6 total days of skiing for me, although you had the option of skiing for 8 days. Mind you, I have never really skied before - only once at Hidden Valley in St. Louis, which for any of you who know, is fake skiing with man-made snow. I was about 10 years old, and I SEVERELY bruised my leg after a tumble down the hill. But I know I am athletic, and I have always wanted to ski, so this was my chance.

We took a bus down (20 hour bus ride...yikes!) with a group of about 100 students from ASB. Rachel really only knew of about 2 other people going, although we did not know them extremely well. They also drove down in a car (only 14 hours that way!), so the bus ride was basically just the two of us.

Those crazy Danes :) started drinking beer on the bus on the way down...I guess it helped pass the time for them. Rachel and I slept and tried to do homework, but mainly slept. I can honestly say, neither of us was too excited to go on the ski trip when we left - I know I was nervous about missing a week of classes. In the end it was all worth it.

Avoriaz was a very beautiful town - very quaint and picturesque. What I didn't realize was not only were we going to be skiing in the French Alps, but Avoriaz is right by Switzerland. We were able to ski over to Switzerland one day and ski down the Swiss Alps, too! Once down in Avoriaz and settled, you ski all day, and then there is something called after-ski, which I have never heard of. You basically ski up to a bar, sit and have a few beers in your ski clothes, then go home, eat dinner, shower and change for the night. We only did this one night, but it was pretty fun.

Our roommates were 3 Danish boys: Morten, Nikolaj and Morten. They were pretty fun - we probably couldn't have been paired up with better guys because they were nice and inclusive and always asked us to join them. By mid-week, we ended up hooking up with a different bunch of Danish people...room 804!!! In this room, I knew Victor Klastrup and Camilla Buus Poulsen from class. I also knew of a girl named Anne, though I did not know her directly.

Well, Anne and our story deserve their own paragraph! One day at school, Camilla told me that her friend Anne was on exchange, studying at my school (SLU). I thought that was pretty cool. In emailing with my professor, Dr. Shaner, the one who teaches in Aarhus over the summer and kind of got me over to this school...I realized Anne was in his management class. Small world yet again! At ASB, there is a monthly student magazing called Commerciel - I was at work one day, and Thomas told me that there was an article in their about my school, SLU. I looked at who wrote the article, and of course, it was Anne! It was all in Danish, so Thomas read the article to me. Listening to her perspectives on school and students in America, the culture, more specifically, the culture of St. Louis, was so fun for me. I added Anne as a friend on facebook, and we began writing messages back and forth. Of course Facebook is a legal form of voyeurism, and I checked out her pictures while in St. Louis, and she checked out all of mine. It was so funny to see each others opionons of the other person's life. For example, she had a picture of nachos from the Ballpark at a Cardinal's game, and made some comment about how she had to work out 3 extra hours because she ate like 4 chips. And all I could think of when I saw those nachos was YUM!!!!

I caught Anne online on Facebook one day, and started chatting with her. It was a week or two before she was flying home to Denmark, and she was going to Anheuser Busch that day to go on the brewery tour. We talked about that for a little while. We realized that both of us were going on the ski trip and said we looked forward to having some beers together.

Fast forward through Christmas and my trip home; about a week before we were leaving for the ski trip, I walked out of the Career Centre on my way to class and saw two girls talking right by the doors. I took a second look, at the same time she did, and realized that we had run into each other! It was surreal to 'know' this person, but not physically in real life (only from pictures) and think, hey, I know you. I said hi quickly and went to class.

Anne and her friends are what made the ski trip for Rachel and I. She came down to our room one day and invited us over for a beer. That whole group of Danes had no problem speaking in English to us and including us in everything. We all spent the week together (with the exception of skiing, because they are all MUCH better then Rachel and I). One day, we met them for lunch, and then skied with Victor and Anne. They definitely had to take it easy to go with us, but we ended up learning from them - they would teach us different things to do. I thought it was really awesome that they took an afternoon to go skiing with us.

Since we have been back in Aarhus, we have had dinner with Anne on her birthday, took her out a few days later to celebrate. We have met at school, hung out low key at home...and just gotten to know each other pretty well. I think Anne and Victor are going to be good friends!

Snowmobile at night

Avoriaz at night

Anne and I after lunch and sledding, hanging out with the snowman

Anne and I at lunch - notice the sweatshirt!

View from a balcony at night


View from our balcony

One of our roommates, Morten

Victor and I at the picnic - the picnic was the craziest, coolest thing. You ski to a spot on a mountain where a big spread is laid out on snow made tables and chairs. There is music, lots of beverages, food, snacks....this afternoon was probably my favorite afternoon. We went sledding a lot this day, also!

The group that made our trip: from left, Aspen, Poul, Aksel, Camilla, Victor, and Anne in front

Anne, me, Rachel

Anne and Camilla at the picnic

Some of the beverages at the picnic

The picnic

After ski with the group again

Poul and Camilla

Morten, another roommate. He hurt himself the 2nd day and had to go home...


Anne and I. The first day she came and got us, I was wearing my Missouri tshirt. She ran back to her room and threw hers on over her clothes, came back and showed me!

In the SLU sweatshirt, also.


They made and brought a shot ski, just like Lynda Johnson's! Only, at the end of this one, there is a camera set perfectly to take pictures as you take the shot.


Jumps for snowboarders and skiers



At a little cafe we skied up to after skiing in Switzerland

France to the left. Switzerland to the right.

There was so much snow, and I think it snowed 4 days that we were there.

On the chair lift

On the chair lift

Avoriaz

Rachel and her two French best friends. We really had no idea who these guys were, but I had to take a picture!

Nikolaj, our other roommate

Morten and Nikolaj

Our apartment in Avoriaz


Where the boys slept

Where we slept

This cute kid was passed out on a sled while his parents ate lunch


Horse drawn carriages





We took a two hour nap in these chairs the first day, just sitting in the sun





I fell down into snow above my knee when we first got there


Okay, I did NOT understand this picture. We stopped at a rest area like 30 minutes after leaving Aarhus. But I don't understand why all these people were standing on the side of the road, with their luggage, as if they were waiting for rides? There were A LOT of people doing this...

Monday, February 9, 2009

December and January in the US!!!!!

So, I will have to be honest. I was nervous about my trip back to the US. My fear was that I would see my world back home through different eyes, since I have seen so many different things and have grown accustomed to them. I am happy to report, that I did NOT!!! The first thing and only thing I really noticed was when I got off the plane in Chicago at O'Hare airport, I remember thinking, 'dang, Americans ARE loud!' But I was so pleased that day, and everyday after, to be able to understand everything that was going on around me. It is the little things - like, in Denmark, I get anxiety anytime I have to checkout, especially at the grocery store. They are so fast and systematic, I try not to say anything to them. I try to just pay and smile and say thanks. But sometimes they will throw in a statement that I don't understand, like, 'Do you want cashback?' And then you have to say, English, please? That is the worst. So it was so nice being home and being able to say hi, thank you, have a good day, etc, to people, very naturally, and to not have to think about it. I could probably say more Danish in actual context then I do, but I get nervous because Danes don't understand our accent when we pronounce words, and I end up having to say it 2 or 3 times in Danish anyway, and then switch to English!



The trip home was great, but a long one. Weird, I know, but it is long when it is no longer your home, and you are living out of a suitcase. I visited St. Louis, Omaha/Lincoln, Phoenix, as well as Dallas. It was great to see so many people, and stunk to miss those that I missed.



I loved visiting my favorite restaraunts and going out, but for the most part, I just relaxed. It was what I most wanted to do, to hang out with my friends and family. And for those of you who are curious - yes, I was crazy, and yes, I did bring Lincoln to Denmark with me! My roommate Rachel loves her, so that works out well. Honestly, she is a piece of home for me. I missed her so much, and it is nice to have her to cuddle with and play with. I just feel bad for taking her from her best friend, Sadie (Kevin's dog). At any rate, she did really, REALLY well. I did give her a tranquilizer and was scared for a little while...her eyes were getting so red in the corners. She barely made any noise, and when she did, I just stuck my hand in the bag/cage thing I was carrying her in and pet her for a little while. I did sneak her on my lap (in the bag still, but let her head stick out) on the flight from Chicago to Copenhagen for two hours. I just felt bad for her, but she was a trooper! And my new friends here are already falling in love with her.



I talk about you all so much to my new Danish and international friends. I hope some of you can make it over here to see me so I can show my new world. I miss everyone, but am having a blast now. This was the right decision at the right time for me. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?



So, here are pics of some of the people and places I visited!





Sadie and Lincoln, BFF. Sad that mom lost Lincoln, Sadie and Kevin in the same day! PS - Lincoln is the bad ass and takes toys away from Sadie! That's my girl!


Abby (my cousin) and I in Lincoln - yes, at Dairy Queen, and yes, a Mudpie Blizzard, which I only get when I am with Abby, because years later, I still don't know the ingredients to ask for, since they only know what a Mudpie is in Lincoln!! :)

We were at Granny's. Kev was real happy to have his picture taken by his sister!

Mom and Lincoln at her house


Me holding my newest cousin (well not really, but for ease's sake - my cousin's baby) Elliot. He was brand new, only 3 weeks old!

Granny drinking the Danish gløgg I brought home for her to try (red wine mixed with a liquid spicey thing). And I quote, 'How much of this can I drink before I get loaded, Liz?' 'I am not sure Granny, why, are you loaded?' 'No, but I want some more!!!!!' Go Granny, go!

Lane (cousin) at mom's in Lincoln, with Lincoln, and a BL in hand! Miss that! Lane always manages to drive in town when I come home :)

Lincoln and I in Kevin's car at the airport in Omaha. She DID remember me after 5+ months!!!!

Excuse my usual Chinese eyes...Kelly and I in StL.

Colleen and I in StL.


Cathy and I in StL

Naz and I at Pueblo Solis!!! Mama's big night out!


Anny and I in StL - she was amazing and drove in from Chicago for one night to see me!

Kelly and her daughter, Emma. We were at my first meal out in the US - Qdoba - and I had chips with queso, a burrito, and a Dr. Pepper!

Little Daniel Yusuf Baker! The first day I met him...he is a doll!

After we got back from the pediatrician

Awful picture of me (had been traveling for basically 24 hours!) but Chad picked me up from the airport!

Chad at the airport

My dad in Phoenix
I was out with my cousin Grant, and look what I found?!?!

My cousin Grant and I in Phoenix

My friend Lisa and I my first night in Dallas

Some of my closest friends from Dallas (all originally Neiman's girls, only two remaining!): Ashley, Brittany and Lisa

My brother Tim and his girlfriend Jessica, and yes, that is how many plates we had on the table for a mexican dinner for four!