Sunday, February 22, 2015

Step back

Being stubborn has always been my greatest strength and sometimes (all the time) I find myself thinking that I know everything.. And while most of the time it's true.. The majority of times it isn't. This week I realized how much I don't know and how much I need to improve. If you think about how far you are away from being who you should be, it can get extremely overwhelming and a lot of the times I just want to give up. But I know that if you are patient and give things time, they will always work themselves out. Im loling as I write this because my mom would be so proud that what she has taught me over my life has somewhat registered in my brain. 

I was always the sibling that had to wear the 'patient hat' (literally though. It was this green cone made out of paper that looked incredibly identical to a dunce cap) and am still the child that is being constantly told to wait. Wait for abs. Wait for a stronger testimony. Wait for that one day that Troy Bolton WILL notice you. But I've realized that I have to do work also for these things to happen. 

If I want abs, I shouldn't eat 9 rolls. 
If I want a stronger testimony, read the scriptures. 
If I want Troy Bolton, make Gabriella's death look like an accident. 

It really is simple if you step back and look at things. 
Tonight during our "try so hard to be spiritual but never gonna happen because 4 brothers FHE" I shared how it has been hard for me to continue to do the right thing all the time when I don't feel like I'm being blessed for it. But then Mama Dunn shared how I am being blessed all the time but maybe just not right now or in the ways I want. (Insert patience here.) and that's when I remembered this scripture I came across a couple weeks ago at the temple. 

3. "Ye cannot behold with your natural eyes, for the present time, the design of your God concerning those things which shall come hereafter, and the glory which shall follow after much tribulation"
4. For after much tribulation come the blessings. Wherefore the day cometh that ye shall be crowned with much glory; the hour is not yet, but is night at hand. 
D&C 58:3-4

It just shows me that I can't see all the reasons why or the blessings that I will receive but that I WILL be blessed for doing what's right and that's all that matters. 

Mama Dunn also shared the blessings throughout her week that I wouldn't have necessarily considered "blessings".

- finding a close parking spot at Costco
- talking to her kids for hours at night
- waking up healthy
- being able to make dinner every night

And this is just one of the reasons I look up to my mom. She can always spin things into a positive light and learns something from each situation. 
So after our "semi spiritual discussion", I was thinking about this and reflecting on my week and I noticed that I have been blessed in more ways than I had even realized, and I'm grateful now that I can see them. Here are just a couple I thought of: 

- receiving emails from incredible missionaries 
- working 3 shifts (trust me it's a blessing if you turn upside down and close your eyes)
- playing golf with the little bro 
- having 2 friends drive down from sandy to hangout and watch HSM
- playing super smash and getting to know a kool kid
- going on a fun date
- buying $10 worth of trolli eggs
- going to in-n-out more than once
- being able to help a friend that's struggling
- going disco sk8ing 

There are so many things that I take for granted, and I know that if you look for the simple everyday blessings that you will notice more and more and be happier. 

19. "And he who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious; and the things of this earth shall be added unto him, even an hundred fold, yea more."
D&C 78:19

Be grateful, life is good. 





Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Lemme tell ya a lil something about my bestfriend

Jruss, jcole, jademyster, jadeslyster, vern, elder Russell, but I just call him Jaden. 

Oh man oh man, where to begin.. Maybe I will start with the first day in June 2012 where I saw this broken backed lamanite (literally) standing under the pavilion at the stake center. I remember asking my mom If I had to go to youth conference that year and not being particularly fond of her answer when she replied "you don't have to.. You get to!" If I was Raven Baxter and could see the future back then, there's no way I would have EVER even breathed a negative word about Youth Conference. I've never been so grateful because not only did I leave there with a stronger testimony, but I also came away with my lifelong bestfriend - Jaden Cole Russell. 

That day in June 2012, we all sat at the stake center bright and early waiting to be told what group we would be in for that week. That's always the scariest part of events like these.. Yeah sure you can have fun with anyone you're with, but by golly I think we can all agree that it makes it a lot easier when you get put into The fun group. You know that group.. The one that everyone wants to be a part of. Yeah that one. So while sitting under the pavilion that hot summer day, little did I know that I was about to be assigned to the fun group. Okay well maybe it wasn't actually the fun group.. Maybe it was more like the normal group with that one way chill person that made it the kinda maybe wannabe but not quite there yet but still fun fun group. I was told to go to a designated spot where my team would gather, and sure enough one by one they showed up, and one by one I realized I didn't know anyone. YES WOW COOL SWEET these were my fellow prisoners for the next week. Let me clarify thought that these were my thoughts THEN when I was young and foolish and not very kind. Anyways, I remember seeing a tall attractive boy come over to where our group was and the first words that I ever said were "hey are you in this group?" And he said "yep." And there ya have it folks the beginning of something new. *insert high school musical song here. The first activity that we did as our tribe/group/crew/$quad was the infamous game of 2 truths and a lie. I literally have no recollection of what anyone said including myself except for when Jaden said "hi, I'm Jaden Russell.. Blah blah blah... I have a broken back right now, blah blah blah", and naturally all of us voted that as a lie. I mean c'mon that's ridiculous. Preposterous really. But nope. He literally was back broken (and dressed as a lamanite hence the "back broken lamanite" reference earlier). And that was the first thing I learned about Jaden Russell. 
I would be lying to you if I said that I could remember everything we did and everything that happened at youth conference.. Sadly I do not, but I do remember a lot and while the following will most likely include inside jokes you won't understand, try not to feel too left out. 

One night the "myster gang" (Vanessa Torres AKA v-myster, Jademyster, and myself starring as mikmyster) snuck out of our tents and went to the big pond there and 'attempted' to steal the four wheeler. We pretended like we were spies, like what you do when you're 5, and sporadically did somersaults, ninja jumps and dramtically ran into the bushes when we heard noises. Oh yeah did I mention we were kinda weird? Well little did he know that one of the bushes Jaden jumped into was actually a bush of potion ivy.. LOL that's what he gets for breaking curfew rules. Psh karma. 

The skit was definitely on the top of the list as the most memorable things that happened there. We starred as the narrators and made our debut as Vern Greengrass and Eunice Garfield. But you can't forget about ninja angel.. He made the show. Definitely the playmaker. (Sly HSM reference)

We were lucky enough to have our tribe set up right by the horse shoe pit, so I bet you can guess what we did for most of our time there. We played allll day the first day and when the sun went down that night, we covered the horse shoes in glow in the dark bubbles and continued playing with only minor injuries, nbd. It was all fun and games until we realized we were being hustled by pufferfish over here and then we just played to lose. Still fun tho. 

Being a tad obsessed with baseball, OF COURSE Jaden had to bring his mitt to youth conference. I mean c'mon, you can't just leave your baby in the car. (Really don't leave your baby in the car.) Sadly we didn't have a bat, but never fear, nature is here. We ended up playing baseball with a tree branch and I'm pretty sure it was more fun like that. Since Jaden had a broken back, he had to wear a hard back brace the whole time, but sometimes it came in handy. He put the phone he secretly brought but didn't bring in the front of his brace and would play music while we played catch. 

Our tribe leaders were seriously the bomb and they let us stay out late one night as long as we stayed close. So all of us got a huge blanket and layed down and looked at the stars. We all laughed and talked forever, it was definitely one of the best parts of that week. Oh, and that night I saw my first shooting star ever. So bam, even better night. 

Testimony meeting was when I realized that jruss was more than just a funny guy that was good at horse shoes. Not only that, but he had a strong and unshaking testimony of this gospel. When he stood up and bore his testimony and apologized for his "eyes sweating" before he even started, the presence of the spirit was so strong and that is a time I will never forget. 

I could go on for pages and pages of all the spiritual experiences that were had at youth conference (ya know the actual reason for going to youth conference) but we can save that for another time. 

Once youth conference was over, I thought it was one of those "yeah we had fun and became good friends but don't continue to be friends outside of this" kinda thing.. But mikayla was wrong once again. It was good because that school year Jaden was going to be a Senior and I was starting my Freshman year at the high school and it worked out like a miracle because that was the last year freshman would be at the high school. If I would've stayed at the junior high, I wouldn't be writing this right now, so I thank my lucky stars. Some might think it's weird that a senior and freshman could be best friends, and me thinking about it right now, it would be kinda weird if my best friend right now was in 8th grade, but for some reason it just wasn't weird. He was 3 1/2 years older and a flippin senior and I was just this lil high school baby, and yet it wasn't weird. We made this super insane handshake, and did it everytime we saw each other without fail. The best thing was to watch peoples reactions to how totally sick it was. We also had seminary at the same time so we got to walk to and from there and some of the best conversations were had on those short walks. We texted everyday and I knew I could trust him with my life. From creepy pictures in biology to tear filled 2 am phone calls, it was easy to say that Jaden was my rock that year. I don't know what I would have done and am so thankful I had him to lean on and to be able to genuinely call him my best friend. I've never been good at trusting people but Jaden was definitely an exception. There wasn't anything I felt that I couldn't talk to him about and no matter what he was there for anything. 

Fast forward..

The January after he graduated was when he submitted his mission papers and it just didn't seen real ya know? When he received his call to the Quito, Equador mission and the day countdown began, it still didn't seem real. But it was and I couldn't have been more thrilled, happy and proud of that decision!
2 days before he was scheduled to leave, we hung out for the last time and what better to do than to play golf? Sloan came too (whooped our trash) and then it was time to say goodbye forreal. We pulled up to my driveway avoiding the HUGE elephant in the room the whole  car ride, and then it hit. We got out of the car and hugged for the very last time. I looked up and saw tears rolling down his face and then it was all real.
The next night was when he was set apart as a missionary and also the night I received the last phone call. It was short sweet and ended "...thank you for being my best friend. Love ya Mik, goodbye."
When the first email came that Wednesday it was the happiest and best gift ever. We emailed every week without fail and it was amazing to see the progress he was making week by week! He was allowing the Spirit to change lives and being the missionary I knew be would be. 

In the end of June, I remember getting an email from him on Thursday instead of his P-day which was Monday. I read it and was in shock. He said that he was back in Kentucky and to send him my number so he could call me. Whaaaat? I was more confused than anything else.. It was out of the blue and sudden and I just didn't understand. I sent him my number and when he called I maybe, possibly, may have cried a little. In the most humble way, he explained that he was to come home for 6 months and then could go back out. I listened and didn't ask too many questions mostly because I didn't know what to say. With the mission age change, so many missionaries had come home early and that was hard to see. So when Jaden came home, it was so much harder because it hit home. I've only had one cousin serve before, so I didn't really have a taste of missionary work until this. Anyways to sum it up, at first it was really hard, I wanted to be angry and sad, but then I realized how wrong and selfish I was being. Being home, Jaden was learning and growing so much and had never been happier and then I'm over here wanting to be mad. Oh boy. I'm grateful though that I realized how wrong I was so instead of being angry, I could learn from Jaden and have my testimony strengthened. Every time I would ask him how he was doing he would reply with "I've honestly never been happier." I really just didn't understand this. Here's this boy I've never seen so excited to serve that has been preparing to go on his mission for years, go and then come home and be told that he needs to wait 6 months be happy. I literally didn't understand until he explained to me that he was now using The Atonement more than ever and truly applying it in his life. He constantly bore testimony of how the gospel makes you truly happy and brings lasting happiness. Just through his example of facing hardships and going through the tough things he did, helped me so much. It helped me to be more humble and to realize what's important in life. It helped me see that there's a bigger picture and that I need to trust in The Lord. I don't think he will every fully understand how much he helped me by just living the standards and doing what he knows is right. I think that being an example is one of the greatest ways to teach and bring people into Christ. 

Fast forward again..

Side note: A little while before Jaden left on his mission, him and his family moved to Kentucky. 
So this past week, he came out here to Utah for the first time in 10 months and just last night I was able to see him. Wowow I was so so excited and couldn't wait! He's staying at his Grandmas house and so I went over there at about 9:00 to visit. I can't even explain the joy I felt when I finally saw him. Such a wonderful thing. His MTC teacher from Mexico named Rodo who had also become one of his greatest friends was also there. He served in the Salt Lake City mission so he was visiting his mission and also staying with and visiting Jaden. It was incredible to actually talk face to face about everything that has happened in the last year. For those 2-3 hours we literally talked about missions and the gospel the whole time and it was amazing. I never realized how hard a mission really is and I still don't, but hearing about both of their good (and not so good) experiences gives a little insight of the mission life! It was so cool. 
The weirdest thing was that he is a man now. Like no little guy anymore. He was already 6'3" but has grown even more and is not a baby anymore. Also it's funny because the age thing like I said was never weird but then again that was high school.. It was weird talking about how he's almost 20 and here I am a 16 year old Junior in high school.. HA! Well, because I'm still in High school and it was a school night I had to cut the convos short and go home. It definitely wasn't as sad saying goodbye as the last time and I think that's partially because I didn't really realize that I wouldn't be seeing him for another 20 months. Oh yeah! I forgot to mention that he is going back out in February or maybe as soon as 2 weeks! Haha there's so much to say and I've probably forgotten the most important parts and maybe this doesn't even make sense but I'm trying here. So yeah that was that, and now we will be back to emailing before we know it and if will be just as great!

With this huge novel I just want to share what I have learned most about this experience. Well actually there's a lot of things but I've come to realize something really important recently and I believe that everyone should try and implement this in their lives. That is to not see people for their sins, instead see them as Heavenly Father sees them. Love them unconditionally no matter what they do and let them know that you support and love them. I think in the end that's really what matters. Our whole mission here on earth is to become like Christ and in doing this, you can. I am so blessed and grateful for the opportunity to have met Jaden and am forever thankful for the impact he has had on me and the friendship that he has given me. 

Well this is up to date in the tale of 2 best friends. 

Lastly, enjoy this picture with a 10 month difference! It's proof that we are not the same as last time we saw each other. 


Friday, January 2, 2015

Resolutions

A year ago around this time, I remember listening to the radio when the DJ came on and began talking about New Years resolutions and the ones he made. He said.. "this year I decided not to make any goals so that when I don't do them, I won't feel like I failed."
At first I loled because I thought that was the smartest thing I have ever heard. Why doesn't everyone do that? It avoids disappointment, feelings of failure, and is less stressful! Sounds perfect right?! Wrong. 
Resolutions are for allowing you to see how far you've come (or didn't come) and are motivators to be better. They are something to work towards and cause you to shoot higher. 

So while I'm sitting here thinking of goals to set for this year.. I remembered that my (perfectly organized) mom wrote down our 2014 goals and I just found them!

They were as follows:

Do 75 sit-ups/day - HA HAHAH HA, oh geez I did these faithfully until about.. February. 

Get a 4.0 every term - HA HAHAH HA, good ole shingles. 

Read scriptures everyday - this one, I am proud to say, was my most achieved goal. I remember only missing a handful of times and I'm grateful I did this.

At the beginning of every year since we were little, Mama and Daddy Dunn simplified and made setting goals easier for us kids. They encouraged us to set a goal in 3 aspects - physical, schooling, and spiritual. Genius right? If those 3 parts of your life are happy and satisfied, then I think you will be living a pretty d*ng good life. 

Because I want 2015 to be such a big year, I have decided not only to set those 3 goals but to think of as many as I can that are still achievable. 
So HERE WE GO!

2015 goals: 

1. Score at least a 30 on the ACT
2. Eat healthier (probz gonna be the hardest)
3. Never say an unkind word about anyone
4. Participate in Humanitarian Work
5. Share my testimony more
6. Be a good listener
7. Tell people how much they mean to me
8. Get only 4.0s
9. Workout 4 times/week
10. Make 482847 more videos
11. Continue with humans of westlake
12. Get to 5'8"
13. Beat dad in chess
14. Convert Kiersten to country music
15. Learn how to play the guitar
16. Don't get pulled over
17. Never say anything negative
18. Sk8 backwards
19. Bowl over 150
20. Get to level 1000 on candy crush

Lol this kind of seems like a scaled down bucket list, but now I'm PUMPED for this new year. It's a blank slate and this year you can be whoever you want to be. At least that's what I'm gonna do. 

So here's to 2015 and all the good times, bad times, surprises, and adventures that await. Bring it on. 




2014 comes to an end

Whale hello there again!



I have consistently made excuses for why I haven't written since Summer, and the only semi-legit reason is that I'm not in Europe anymore, therefore my life isn't "cool". Buuut I feel that I will regret it oh so much if I don't continue. And what better time to begin again than the beginning of a brand new year?

While sitting here thinking about the upcoming year, I am overwhelmed with feelings of hope, nervousness, gratitude, curiosity and happiness. 

I'm hopeful that I will continue to be better each day.

I'm nervous that I am growing up too fast and not enjoying each moment.

I'm grateful for everything and everyone that has contributed in some way, to get me where I am today.

I'm curious to see what people will be introduced into my life this year.

And I'm overcome with happiness at where my life is right at this moment.

Before diving into a new year, I feel that I must reminisce the previous year and take time to be grateful for everything that Heavenly Father blessed me with. I also believe that you learn the most from the hard times in your life, and while remembering the not so great times, you can see how much you have grown, how far you have come, and maybe a glimpse of the bigger picture of why it happened that way.


Growing moments of 2014:

Stepping down from my position and not continuing with Student Council was hands down one of the most difficult choices I have had to make in my life so far. But while it was hard and a huge lifestyle change, I am grateful that I had the courage to act on my feelings and  make that change despite what others thought. I know without a doubt that this is what I was supposed to do and while it still is hard and didn't end the way I would've like it to, I am grateful that I know that there is a greater plan for me and this is just one of the steps in shaping who I am.

Throughout my life I have always been blessed with incredible friends that have done more for me than I can ever repay. While I have grown and changed so much, I had to learn to rely more on myself for my happiness and not so much on others. "You have to learn to love yourself before you can love others." Oh man, I couldn't think of a more true statement. Being alone has never been an easy thing for me, and while I found myself feeling alone a lot this year, I also found myself enjoying being with just myself. I learned that it really doesn't matter if someone doesn't like you or if somewhere along the way your friends change, what really matters is that you are continually becoming better and that you believe that you are a good person. After I realized this, I was fortunate enough to be blessed with so many people that have had such positive impacts on me. I also learned that you learn something from EVERY single person you meet. Whether it is good or bad, you can take something new to better yourself with everyone you cross paths with.

In April when I was diagnosed with Shingles (yes that is the disease that 86 year olds get) I started questioning if I was going to have bad health my whole life. That lasted 7 1/2 weeks and I thought I was over being sick, but when I got an ulcer, I didn't know what to do. I have never missed more school in all my years combined as I did this year. I lost hope of getting better and came to peace that maybe I would be sick my whole life, and then I finally opened my eyes and I realized that everything our Savior emulates is hope. And if I wanted to be like him, then of course I need to have hope. I'm grateful that I can say that I have developed a testimony of hope and that it is one of the greatest characteristics that a person can have. Without hope, we really do have nothing. Oh, and I am now a firm believer that positive thinking is the best medicine out there.

I felt that I lost myself this year. Maybe I was caught up in myself or maybe I wasn't focusing enough on myself, but whichever it was, I feel I lost my way a bit. I wasn't the real Mikayla for a little while,  and while I'm sad that I wasn't, I'm grateful that I now realize that. How can you know the good without the bad? I see now that the hard times were when I learned the most and during those times is when I was receiving the most blessings without knowing it. This is my favorite poem (try not to cry.. i dare you.)

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.
This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from
anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints.
So I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during
the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one
set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most,
you have not been there for me?”
The Lord replied,
“The times when you have
seen only one set of footprints,
is when I carried you.”

My heart is full of gratitude knowing that The Lord will carry us through our trials. If we have faith, hope, and rely on our Savior 100%, then I know we can be carried through the hard times and we will realize more the everyday miracles that He blesses us with. 
Okay okay. Not it's time to remember how 2014 was also a total party and jam packed full of fun.
And what better way to relive your year than through pictures? "A picture is worth a million words".. or something like that. 

Highlights of 2014 in pictures:


first time driving


silent night game (this is our everyday clothes)


Spanish Fork's Homeless for a night


Oh good ole golf season


the bff's mission farewell


The day we found out we made Student Council


(ps I had shingles in this picture)


San Rafael Swell


Huntington Lakes camping trip


Color Festival


Last picture as 2013-2014 student council


*casually has photo shoot during school*


Jordan Parkway longboarding trip


Graduation day ft. two greatest examples


Jmac's cabin trip (right rachel? RIGHT-O)


taken right before the spitball war of the century took place


The beginning of Saturday sk8 nights


USU camp - green team dream team


and then I met B hunny


fab/fierce/fergalicious four


Vienna, Austria


@ Popa's house ft. beautiful mom


When MTV cribs came to Austria


rollerblading in Europe with Grandma


LEGAL oh so legal


first homecoming with this stud


The oh so classy Royalty


WOW! theres a smiling picture of me and dallin!


After many hours of practice...


Lehi rivalry football game


Bowling work party


snowshoeing with my (fav) brother


The last picture of 2014


Looking back on this year, and a few of my favorite pictures I can say with a surety that this year has been the best year so far. I cannot even express in words how grateful I am for the amazing people in my life, for the experiences i was able to have, for my family, the relationships that were developed and everything in between. I'm excited to see how 2015 is going to top it. Good luck.

(And hopefully I won't wait until 2016 to write again..)

Friday, July 18, 2014

Day 13: second and last day in Italy
Sadly we only go to spend 2 days here in Venice but to me, it was the perfect account of time because we appreciated even more everything that we saw!
We woke up early to get a good spot in line to go explore St. Mark's cathedral. Literally the 5th church we've been in.. Lolol they're great ;) *gets struck by lightening because sassy* oh yeah, and I got yelled at by a guy in a different language because apparently I'm not allowed to wear overalls in the church.. Oops..
After looking through the church, we went and got grilled paninis which were yum, and then walked around a little bit more before we went back and had to pack up our stuff! Crazy quick trip, but hey at least I can say I've been to Italy ;)
The best part of the whole trip was probably the boat ride back to the car. We rode on another water taxi and we stood right by the railing and sailed down (or up?) the Grand Canal passing boats, tourists, and so many pretty houses. It was absolutely beautiful and that's when we got a taste of Venice.



We got back to the parking garage and loaded up the car but not before I saw this beauty...


On the way home, we stopped at a cafe and got banana splits and cake in the middle of the day, because why not? Once we got home, we went to eat AGAIN. (I told you they were fattening me up.) we ate at a place called the Waisshaus in Mittersill and I'm not lying when I say that I had the BEST pizza I have ever had in my whole life. I thought dominos was good, then I thought nothing could beat Italy, and now this pizza from heaven is definitely on the top of my list. Good luck little Caesars.
Oh yeah and we had more ice cream.. Duh.


Now that was the end to our Italian adventure, and another fabulous adventurous day here in Europe.



Thursday, July 17, 2014

Day 12: Italia ya
5:30 am we began our journey to Italy. Another reason why I think Austria would be such a prime place to live is because it is only a short trip from here to all these other sick places. It only took 4 hours until we entered the breathtaking city of Venice. In Venice, NO ONE has a car, and so everyone that enters Venice with a car, they leave it in a parking garage until their stay is finished. So that's what we did! 8th floor of the parking garage and our first view of the city!


We loaded up onto a water bus and got off 40 minutes later at the stop nearest to our hotel. We walked through old alleyway and we were so shocked that our BEAUTIFUL hotel was located here. You never would have guessed by looking on the outside! (Don't judge a hotel by it's alley, yeah? No? Okay.) After checking in, we went straight to the Markusplatz to see what all the hullaboo was about. Apparently, this is one of the largest attractions in Venice, and to me it looks like just a huge square with lots of tourists and pigeons. (Oops did I say that out loud?) haha but it was cool. The reason it is such a large attraction to tourists is because Venice is such a crowded city with buildings EVERYWHERE, and because this is a wide open space, people loooove it.



We hadn't eaten anything all day, but my first Italian gelato solved all my problems. It was in this crowded ice cream shop on a narrow street, and the cutest girl was the only one that worked there and I was like "hey can I have your job?" and she was like "no, but you can have a gelato" it was still the most delicious ice cream and I loved that she had a perfect job serving perfect ice cream in a perfect city.

The mother and I wanted to explore while the oldies were tired and went back to the hotel to catch some z's. Getting lost in Venice is a dream. We walked down the river watching men with striped shirts rowing gondolas under bridges, children feeding birds, and people eating pizza in outside cafés. It was like something out of a movie.



We explored a few shops and found some creepy things on the way.



The people that live here are always trying to scam you out of your money and Uncle Volker warned us about it but I guess my mom didn't realize that that was the case when a mime asked if I wanted to take a picture with him.. I was like heck no, but mom was like yes yes! And she pulled out her camera while I went over by the creepy mime and she took a picture. After, we started walking away, and the mime reached out his hat for us to put money in there, and my mom was like no and kept walking and the mime followed us! Ahh he was so creepy. But hey I got a free picture with an Italian mime ;)



After our little exploration, we went and met up with the oldies and went to dinner. I now understand the fuss about Italian pizza. Holy cow, it was heaven with sauce on it, and yes I ate the whole thing.  The restaurant was perfect as well with the waiters wearing tuxedos and yeah. It was a good time. What do you do after you eat dinner? The correct answer is get another gelato. Mhmmmm. I think they are trying to make me fat so they can eat me or something. It's really the only logical solution to why they are gladly feeding me so much. Once we finished our ice cream, we went up this never ending elevator to the top of the Campanile (bell tower) to get an ever better view of all of Venice. It was so so so beautiful.


Then we went back to our hotel room where we listened to a guy playing his guitar and singing outside our window for hours. Id say that it was a magical way to end our first day in Italy.





Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Day 11:
What whaaaat, I've been alive for 16 years already? Time goes by fast when you're having fun, so I guess that means I've had a fun life.
I have definitely had more than a fun trip. This vacation has been different than all others that I've been on. I think the difference is that because we are staying here for so long, it has started to feel like we are adapting to a new lifestyle instead of just kickin it on the beach. I have loved this because we have been able to truly experience another culture and in doing so I can picture myself living here after I graduate. (It's only just a dreammmm)
Anyways back to day 11. It was Sunday, and Volker and Hedda had to be in charge of something at their church, so instead of us going to do something together, Gerald, Anna, Emma, mom and I met up with Barbara, Ernst and their 3 kids and went on a hike! They said it was an easy 1 hour walk. They said. 2 1/2 hours later of only uphill climbing, we finally get to the top where they have a restaurant and a petting zoo type thang for the children. You wouldn't ever think that the tops of these mountains would have restaurants, but everywhere we've been, there has been a restaurant. So, we ordered our food and since they have all been raving about wienerschnitzel which is Austria's pride and joy food, I decided to try it. It's not a hotdog like the restaurant back in the states, it's more of a cordon bleu meal. To be honest, I still don't know exactly what I ate, but I know it was good, and that's all that matters. ;) And here in Austria, no matter how full you are, you HAVE to get dessert. Bummer, huh? It's a real struggle, but somehow I managed to stuff down perfect Nutella crepes hand delivered by the owner wearing lederhosen. Seriously, what other place in the world can you hike up to the top of the mountain to this gorgeous gourmet restaurant, and have Nutella crepes freshly made for you and delivered by an old man in leather trousers? Reason #2653 of why I have fallen in love with Europe.



Because the hike to the restaurant was literally all uphill, the way down cut the time in half and was much more enjoyable in my eyes. It was fun being with the younger girls the whole time because we taught each other English and German, and I really learned a lot! I now know how to say: road, leaf, small, rock, sun, flower, tree, most colors, please and thank you, count to 20, and happy birthday. Okay.. So maybe that's not enough to be able to survive over here on my own, but it's a start.



We had planned to all meet back at Hedda and volkers house, but our 1 hour walk that was actually a 9 mile hike took a little longer than they expected, so we were a little bit late. Usually you get scolded big time when you're late, but hey, it was my birthday, what were they going to do? Tell me I'm 15 again? Lol 2 bad. ;) When we arrived, they had the table all set up for us to eat cake and at the end of the table, they had flowers all around a plate, with gifts, cards, and the cake with candles on it. They really know how to make you feel special! So I made my wish (don't bother asking what it is), they sang happy birthday in German, and then we all ate chocolate cake and partied the Austrian way.



It was definitely a birthday that I will never forget.