It’s time to say goodbye. It’s my last day in Rome.
I can’t believe the day has finally come. The place that I have learned to call home will soon be just a place of the past. It’s so hard to think that it may be a long time before I return. I wish that I could somehow explain to everyone how much Rome has changed my life, but it’s impossible to put into words. I’m going to miss Rome so much!…this is truely a magical place. I’ve learned so much about myself…I’ve seen so many amazing places and met so many amazing people. This has been an experience of a lifetime. I’ve had so many great experiences that I’ve been able to share with my friends, but everyone has a unique experience, one in which no matter how much they attempt to share, there is no way anyone could understand. It’s like another world, yet it’s reality. People say that I’ve been living a fantasy, a dream…but it is a reality. This is my life and these are my experiences. I often feel like it’s a dream I’m going to wake up from, but the truth is, I’m living the dream. This is my reality. And I hope that everyone can have some kind of experience in their life too in which they can hardly believe that what they are experiencing is real. No matter how much I try and talk myself into thinking that this is just a dream, I have to face reality…this is my reality. I lived in Rome for 5 months of my life. I have friends from other countries, who speak other languages. I have been to been to 8 different countries these past months. I can speak Italian. I am in total control of my life. If happiness is what you seek, then happiness you shall find. I could go on and on about how wonderful this experience has been for me and how it has changed me, but no matter what I say, no one will ever be able to truely understand.
Saint Mary’s Banquet
Special Tour of the Vatican
Behind the Bronze Doors – – – – – The Queen’s Room
The King’s Room – – – – – The Sistine Chapel
I remember the first time I…
I can’t believe it’s the last time I’ll ever…
Swiss Guard Soccer Game
Spring Break ends with a blast in Athens, Greece and the small Greek island of Santorini.
The nest stop is Paris, France. Easter mass was celebrated at the Cathedral of Notre Dame.
The adventure continues in London, England.
Spring Break Begins in Dublin, Ireland.
I survived spring break. I had a fantastic time and now I’m back in Roma for 2 more days of class and then finals, ugh, wish me luck. I absolutely loved Dublin, especially the part where I got to see Bryan!! London was expensive, but we had amazing accomodations and we were able to meet up with Lauren Storr, a former Heelan debater, and Afiya Wilkins, a Notre Dame friend abroad in London. Paris was great, even though I was sick the whole time. We were able to go to Easter Sunday mass at the Cathedral of Notre Dame and we even had amazing seats, which is better than I usually get at St. Mike’s. Greece was fabulous, especially Santorini!! We met so many amazingly nice people, I’m not sure who is more friendly, the Irish or the Greeks. We spent an entire day at the beach and another cruising around the island in a yellow convertible. We also met up with other Saint Mary’s girls and had tons of fun. I’ll fill in the details later and some day, probably after finals, I’ll post all my pictures. I have lots to do in the next couple of weeks, but in 10 days I’ll be back in America. Bryan is picking me up in Chicago and I’m going to spend some time in South Bend as he finishes up with finals. I’ll be back in Iowa on the 18th!! I hope everybody is great. I miss you and love you all, see you soon. Lots of love, Angie 🙂
The time has come, for one and all, to go on spring break!!
My bags are packed, I’m ready to go….
…I’m leavin’ on a jetplane….
I’ll be in Dublin tomorrow!!! And I’ll get to see Bryan!!! I’m so excited!!!
Then London, Paris, Athens, and Santorini!!!
Can’t wait to tell you all about it!!
Love you all!! Vi voglio bene!! Ciao, Angela
Papal Mass in remembrance of Pope John Paul II
Today was the one year anniversary of the death of Pope John Paul II. The mass was presided by Pope Benedict XVI. There were hundreds of people there. The mass was in Italian, but I was amazingly able to understand; it was as if the Pope willed me to understand. The homily was especially amazing. It was emotional and inspirational.
I am very grateful that I’ve been able to learn Italian because it has enabled me to understand the profound words of the Pope.