Some things never change and other
times everything changes. Unfortunately, my travel plans seem to always change.
Another beautiful May day was lost to recalculating (thank you Kathy and Mindy,
I was well versed in recalculating!) and in late breaking news, a beautiful
June day is about to be lost as well. As I write this from the plane on the way
to the US, I am told that I will have about 30 minutes to get through customs
in New York and onto my second plane. The plot continues…
Back tracking a bit, France was
great but like all good things it came to an end. I boarded my train and was
whisked into the land of beer, chocolate and waffles (aka Brussels) to meet
Alex. Brussels, although not the most happening of cities, still had a lot to
offer. We happened upon a free jazz festival, a large number of waffles and a
great outdoor restaurant with the best food of the trip. We had shrimp
croquettes and grilled fish with aioli. It was simple, but fresh and delicious.
The outdoor atmosphere really added to the food.
A Belgian waffle with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce!
Drinking Belgian beer!!
Positano in southern Italy was up
next. After arriving a day late, we were blown away by the beauty of it all. It
featured 1,500 stairs from our hotel to the city (yes, I did indeed struggle
the whole way!), fresh food and a beautiful view of the Italian coastline. What
more could we ask for?!
A view of Positano from our hotel
Our final stop was in Rome. It
definitely surpassed my expectations!
Since I only had two days and Alex has a whole summer, we sprinted
through the city. We saw all of the top 12 sights including the Coliseum, Trevi
Fountain and the Vatican.
The Trevi Fountain
It is hard to imagine that I am
sitting on an airplane on the way back to the United States. I can’t quite
grasp the idea that my semester abroad is over. There are so many emotions. It
opened my eyes, changed my thoughts and challenged me more than I ever
expected. I am so happy to have been let in on the little secret that is the
Basque Country. There are no words to describe the richness of their culture
and their passion for continuing their traditions. The Basque Country is a
great example for the rest of us. I am already looking forward to my return to
Europe and especially San Sebastián.
Besos,
Erin
PS I somehow managed to make my
connection to Indy. It looks like some things stay the same after all!


















