<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:44:04.298-08:00</updated><category term='Itinerary'/><title type='text'>Studying Abroad: Bosnia, Croatia, and Serbia</title><subtitle type='html'>I am studying abroad in Bosnia, Croatia and Serbia with the University of Washington.  I am going for three months, from mid-march to June.  It is going to be the experience of a lifetime! This is where i will tell everyone about whats going on while I'm there!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-8355949771875835921</id><published>2007-04-30T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T09:25:42.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know... I'm a Bum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hey.  i know ive been really terrible about updating this blog.  Ive never been much of a journal person.  I was hoping i could do it for this trip, but that seems to have failed.  So Belgrade is long gone.  I am now in Mostar, Bosnia after spending a week in Dubrovnik Croatia.  We leave tomorrow morning for Sarajevo, where we will be living for the remainder of the trip.  Dubrovnik was beautiful, and Mostar has been an interesting experience as well.  This trip has allowed me to learn and do so much that i would never be doing anywhere else.  I dont think i can sufficiantly sun up the last three weeks in a single blog entry, and i also cannot figure out how to upload pictures onto blogspot, but if you would like to look at pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Belgrade/ Serbia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2132443&amp;l=23dfd&amp;amp;id=10738083"&gt;http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2132443&amp;l=23dfd&amp;amp;id=10738083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138720&amp;l=4a134&amp;amp;id=10738083"&gt;http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138720&amp;l=4a134&amp;amp;id=10738083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138723&amp;l=18c4e&amp;amp;id=10738083"&gt;http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138723&amp;l=18c4e&amp;amp;id=10738083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vukovar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138722&amp;l=fc4db&amp;amp;id=10738083"&gt;http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138722&amp;l=fc4db&amp;amp;id=10738083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dubrovnik:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138726&amp;l=40e7f&amp;amp;id=10738083"&gt;http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2138726&amp;l=40e7f&amp;amp;id=10738083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2139132&amp;l=82355&amp;amp;id=10738083"&gt;http://washington.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2139132&amp;l=82355&amp;amp;id=10738083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are what ive posted thus far.  Ill try to get back on the horse and blog a little more regularly for the next month or so depending on internet connection.  Hope all is well where you all are, things are great her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-8355949771875835921?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/8355949771875835921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=8355949771875835921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/8355949771875835921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/8355949771875835921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-im-bum.html' title='I Know... I&apos;m a Bum'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-4169711272646368550</id><published>2007-04-10T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:53:38.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Bank and Serbian Mexican Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Apr 2&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We keep getting to do the coolest things as a group while we are here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today we were given a tour of the National Bank of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We started out by getting a lecture about &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s economic status from Radovan Jelasic, the governor of the bank.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He talked about &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s chances of getting into the EU in the near future.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had a ton of economic graphs and statistics that I didn’t even half understand, but it was really cool because he is a hugely influential man in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After Jelasic’s lecture we were given a tour of the National Bank premise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a huge beautiful building.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our tour guide also took us to their museum of money.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; had one of the biggest inflation problems in world in the 1990s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had the 500 billion dinar bills on display that they were using at the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s some pretty bad inflation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also got to get a 1 dinar note with our face on it which was pretty silly, but still fun!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the Bank we went to Que Pasa?, one of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s few Mexican food restaurants.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It turned out there was only three Mexican food options on the menu, but I got some pretty delicious pasta.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There wasn’t enough room for everyone at one table, so Bryan and I sat at our own table.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It felt kind of like a weird date, but we had a really great conversation so it was ok.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After Que Pasa? Matt, Levi and I bought some postcards from a street vendor (if you’re lucky you might get one!), and then headed back to their dorm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matt went to the post office, and I fell asleep trying to read.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up with a start when Levi left the room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought that I was late for class, and was stressed out that I wasn’t in my own room, but then I realized it was four in the afternoon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a pretty unpleasant way to wake up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Matt got back we all went over to the Speak Easy, our new favorite internet café and played cards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got hungry we decided to go over to a restaurant we walked by often, but never actually went into.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The menu turned out not to be in English, and our waiter didn’t speak any English at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bryan and Levi ended up getting a kilo of lamb between the two of them, it was SO much food!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a really great time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After that we tried to go back to their dorm to hang out, but the doorman wouldn’t let me go upstairs to hang out, so I just grabbed a bus home and went to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Aliche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-4169711272646368550?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/4169711272646368550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=4169711272646368550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/4169711272646368550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/4169711272646368550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/national-bank-and-serbian-mexican-food.html' title='National Bank and Serbian Mexican Food'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-3259052086344591516</id><published>2007-04-08T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:59:22.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jat Klub</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Apr 1&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So the “Jat Klub” turned out to be some guy’s apartment on the third floor of some building downtown.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had to wander around quite a bit trying to find the place, but we finally found it and it turned out to be a really great time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we first showed up there we were a little out of place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone was pretty dressed up, and older.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Mirit has been doing capoeria, a Brazilian martial art, with a group in Belgrade and a couple of them were there, which made things a little less awkward.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we heard that the party was going to be a dance spectacle we thought that it meant that we would be dancing a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were all standing around kind of awkwardly, the only ones who were dancing, and a woman came and cleared a circle in the middle of the dance floor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We weren’t quite sure what was happening, but then 8 or so people came out into the circle and did a salsa dance routine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A little later on there was a capoeria demonstration as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mirit wasn’t prepared, but we made her perform as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We hung out at the party for a while, met some cool guys from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Montenegro&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The weirdest thing was that everyone there spoke really great English.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got sick of suffocating in everyone’s cigarette smoke we decided to go to a Salsa dancing club called &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Havana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got there it turned out that the club was going to close in about half an hour, so most of us just decided to call it a night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Scott, Kelly, and Andy went inside, but the rest of the group just hailed a cab and went home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a really fun night with some really great people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last night was the first night I really got to hang out with any of the group that wasn’t Levi and Matt, and it was really great time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m so glad I did it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today was just a day of recovery from being out late last night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up late and hung out with Scott.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He took me to go get a giant hamburger and then we went to the citadel to read for class tomorrow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a gorgeous day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I ended up lying in the sun, doing a little reading, but mostly napping and taking pretty pictures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Later, I met the Lola boys at their dorm and we went to a club where &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bryan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s friend was DJing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After an hour or so there I decided to go home and get some sleep before class tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-3259052086344591516?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/3259052086344591516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=3259052086344591516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/3259052086344591516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/3259052086344591516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/jat-klub.html' title='Jat Klub'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-148982041242327575</id><published>2007-04-08T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:46:29.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 31&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today Matt, Levi and I bummed around their dorm most of the day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We just hung out and read and recovered from being out so late the night before discussing the meaning of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When they went over to an internet café to check their emails, I decided it was time to head back to my dorm for a shower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cleaned up, took a nap, and then decided to see what everyone else was up to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Claire, one of the girls on our trip met a guy this morning at the internet café in our neighborhood and he invited her to a party at the “Jat Klub” tonight (Yacht Club).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She put us all on the list, so a big group of us are going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Claire was told by the guy who invited her that it is going to be a “dance spectacle”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m excited to get out and hang out with the rest of the group.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope its going to be a fun time!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Moi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-148982041242327575?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/148982041242327575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=148982041242327575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/148982041242327575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/148982041242327575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/bummin.html' title='Bummin'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-5514914082628730256</id><published>2007-04-08T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:44:26.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of life??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Mar 30    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last night was a late night, but that was ok because we didn’t have class today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The discotheque was really fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t meet very many Serbians, only a few, but I did have a fun time with our group.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we woke up we went downtown and met up with &lt;st1:place&gt;Milo&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Matt, the other guys from the Lola dorm because they didn’t end up going out with us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We didn’t want to spend another day hanging around the room, and it was a gorgeous day, so we went out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We first got lunch at this nice place in one of the many parks in the area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was my first real sit down meal since I think I’ve been here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After lunch we went to St. Mark’s, a big Orthodox church near the dorm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is absolutely beautiful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Orthodox churches are all built in a very similar fashion with beehive-like ceilings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It makes for a very intimidating and grand place of worship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The park surrounding St. Mark’s is full of vendors selling things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I bought a jar of honey, which is the most popular thing to sell in the park.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For good reason too, it’s the best honey I’ve ever had.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also bought a cool wool hat from a really old Serbian woman.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;There is a huge outdoor market very close to where we were, so we went and wandered around that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both Bryan and Levi bought half a kilo of really good looking cheese.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went back to the boy’s dorm, and feasted on bread, cheese and special Serbian paprika spread.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went over to a small bar/club near their dorm that they frequent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a long in depth philosophical discussion, which was really interesting, and then went back to the dorms and went to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-5514914082628730256?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/5514914082628730256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=5514914082628730256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/5514914082628730256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/5514914082628730256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/meaning-of-life.html' title='The meaning of life??'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-5346142482726327761</id><published>2007-04-02T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:00:35.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serbian Football and Riot Police!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 29&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh wow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The football game was so much fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was an amazing experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About 10 of us ended up going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all decided to meet the downtown boys at their dorm and head over to the stadium from there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The bus ride over to the boy’s dorm goes by the gypsy slums and bombed out buildings downtown that have not been rebuilt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seeing this very different side of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Belgrade&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; made me realize that I am in fact in a very poor country that is recovering from a devastating war.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was definitely a reality check. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;People told us that we can just buy tickets at the door so that’s was the plan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We took a trolley from old town.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some Serbian guys on the bus asked us where we were from.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When they finally understood that we were from “big &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;” they asked us where we were going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We told them we were going to see the game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the guys was so excited: “Oh I see, you are coming to the fight!!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we approached the stadium things got a little more intimidating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were riot police surrounding the area by about two blocks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were in full riot gear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got off the bus we managed to lose half the group, but figured that they could figure it out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Out side of and surrounding the stadium there were mounted police, police with dogs, and of course many more riot police, which made me a little nervous to be honest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were a little late, and just bought tickets from scalpers for face value which was a first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Levi, Matt and I stuck together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ended up standing in the back during the whole game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was still so much fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone yelled, and sang songs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The score was tied one to one, and I managed to film &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s only goal on my camera!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Super cool!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all met back up at the end and went home to sleep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today we had class all day long.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was kind of painful, but I stuck it out by reminding myself that today was our Friday and we didn’t have class the next day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our professors are quite susceptible to getting off track and going on a long tangent, which we have all lovingly named a “Whack Attack” (because the professors are Norman and Zurica Wacker).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am actually really excited for the literature class, but a little disappointed that we will only have it for an hour a week, once a week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When class was finally out, everyone hung out for a while and took naps.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I went shopping downtown with two of the girls on the trip: Monika and Kelly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are nice girls.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is apparently a thing at the student discotheque (club) on campus that everyone is planning on going to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope that it gives us a chance to talk to and meet some native Serbians our own age.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ćao!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-5346142482726327761?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/5346142482726327761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=5346142482726327761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/5346142482726327761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/5346142482726327761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/serbian-football-and-riot-police.html' title='Serbian Football and Riot Police!!'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-5738299026973041517</id><published>2007-04-02T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T16:12:03.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serbia's Art Movement since WWII</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late start today was a nice break.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got to sleep in until 10 and take a nice shower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The guest speaker’s name was Aleksander Macašev.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is a popular Serbian graphic designer and contemporary artist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He told us the history of art in the region starting after WWII.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was obviously very outspoken.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some people in the class thought that he was offensive, but I thought that he was really great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He also showed us some of his art, which if you are interested you can find on &lt;a href="http://www.macasev.com/"&gt;http://www.macasev.com&lt;/a&gt;. One of the projects that he did that I found particularly interesting was his Joseph Goebbles poster project.  You can see it at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goebbels.info/"&gt;http://www.goebbels.info/&lt;/a&gt; It was a statement about the media and how anything can be bought or sold.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that there were definite flaws in some of his arguments, but for the most part he was really inspirational and a really enthusiastic, fun speaker.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tonight is going to be really great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have plans to go see the national &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; team play soccer against &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m really excited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Going to a European “football” game is going to be a really great time!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-5738299026973041517?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/5738299026973041517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=5738299026973041517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/5738299026973041517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/5738299026973041517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/serbias-art-movement-since-wwii.html' title='Serbia&apos;s Art Movement since WWII'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-2149581505036320498</id><published>2007-04-02T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:42:22.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"We are closed becuase it is Tuesday!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(Ok so now i have had an internet connection.  Im just bad about updating.  So here are some.  Not completely up to date though!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mar 27&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This morning was an early morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all met downstairs in the dorm and walked to the B92 headquarters.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;B92 is an independent Serbian media source in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Belgrade&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, and we were fortunate enough to be given a tour of the building, and the company itself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Saša (pronounced Sasha), one of the original founders of B92 showed us around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We got to see everything: where the daily TV and radio shows were produced and filmed/aired, to the financial department.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He told us the history of independent media in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; before, during and after the wars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really interesting, definitely made me want to be an independent journalist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only am I in an amazing part of the world, with a really rich history, but I am getting to do things like tour the premise of the one of the most popular TV/Radio stations in Serbia.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The opportunities that our group is getting on this trip are incredible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The tour lasted 2 hours and then we were let go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of the group went out to lunch at a cafeteria that was right around the corner from the B92 building.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After that we decided to check out the “Mercosur”: the biggest shopping mall in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Belgrade&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has a grocery store so I bought some food and school supplies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the Mercosur we all walked back to our dorms and hung out for a while.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After that, Mirit, a friend from the program and I went back to the Lola dorms to meet the boys over there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We met two of them and decided to try and go clubbing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We wandered around a lot and got turned away from a couple clubs because it was Tuesday and nothing was happening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we ended up wandering around, getting mildly lost, and then going to a couple of cafes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the end of the night we ended up at a cool Arabic themed teahouse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was like something from Arabian Nights.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mirit and I took a cab home (it costs only about $5 each to catch a cab from downtown back to Novi Beograd).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have a guest speaker in class tomorrow, but he doesn’t speak until 11, so I have some nice time to sleep in!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ćao,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-2149581505036320498?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/2149581505036320498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=2149581505036320498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/2149581505036320498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/2149581505036320498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-are-closed-becuase-it-is-tuesday.html' title='&quot;We are closed becuase it is Tuesday!&quot;'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-2272371950328128267</id><published>2007-03-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:34:03.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash Course in Belgrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 26&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had our first official day of class today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The professors handed out class syllabi for our three classes, and talked about what the course load would be like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Looks like we have to do a TON of reading, write a few short papers, and one or two bigger final papers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went over the classes for about an hour and a half (both the professors often get off track and go on long tangents).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hear that &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Norman&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; is an amazing professor though so I’m really excited for what his class has to offer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the classes were outlined we had some time to kill so Matt, Levi, Brian, &lt;st1:place&gt;Milo&lt;/st1:place&gt; and I threw around a Frisbee, and then the whole group headed down to old town for a tour from Liza and Molly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We split up when we got downtown and got lunch.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matt and Levi introduced me to a Serbian favorite that they had discovered the night before: hamburgers the size of my face (no exaggeration).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the biggest hamburger I have ever eaten.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was some mix of pork and beef that was flattened into a huge patty and then cooked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then they put toppings like yogurt, beets, pickles, and chili powder on it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was pretty good, but really intense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It gave me a stomach ache.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s funny how fast your body will get rid of enzymes that it doesn’t use: such as the ones used to digest meat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all met back up and went on city tours, which were pretty useless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She walked us in a huge circle, we all got really disoriented, and then it was over.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She did take us to the citadel which was pretty spectacular.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The citadel is an old fort that dominates the &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;North   West&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; part of the city.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has been turned into a huge city park.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is bordered on two sides by rivers: the &lt;st1:place&gt;Danube&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Sava&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;River&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The city is absolutely beautiful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the guide books said that &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Belgrade&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was an ugly thrown together city, but I disagree entirely.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love the atmosphere of the city, the layout and the buildings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After our tour they let us go off on our own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matt and Levi showed me their downtown dorm (the one I was supposed to be living in).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We found this really weird underground world by their dorms, of store after store full of computers used to play computer games on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Turns out the geeky computer guy translates across all cultures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was very strange though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The area was down under an intersection, and it was about 10 of these rooms full of computers!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went up to their dorm after our discovery.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only thing that is better about their dorm is the fact that that it is downtown.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other then that it isn’t really that wonderful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their rooms are smaller, the traffic noise is really bad, and the dorm is a lot older.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We sat down to do some of the reading, and ended up all falling asleep for two and a half hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we all woke up we went back to one of the weird gaming stores and used the internet (no time to update this though!).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were all still pretty tired so we went and grabbed some food, and then they walked me back to the bus stop and I took the bus back to my dorm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My goal for tomorrow is to go to a produce stand and get some fruits and vegetables, maybe some yogurt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My body is really hurting from all the meat and deep fried foods that have been common fare since &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Madrid&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-2272371950328128267?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/2272371950328128267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=2272371950328128267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/2272371950328128267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/2272371950328128267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/03/crash-course-in-belgrade.html' title='Crash Course in Belgrade'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-8089076622597422094</id><published>2007-03-28T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:25:45.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgrade FINALLY: After the Longest Night of my Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 24-25 (It was all really one long day!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today we slept in late because we didn’t even get back from clubbing until 530 in the morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a really great time though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really like all of Eleanor’s friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I encountered the strangest coincidence last night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was talking to one of her friends named Terrick who is from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told him as a joke that I knew someone from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, who went to the American school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Terrick told me that went to the American school, and it turns out he knew the guy I was talking about!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was pretty crazy, it made the world feel really small.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After we woke up, I packed and then we went over to the girl’s apartment to say goodbye and then Eleanor took me to the airport.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Going to the airport was pretty uneventful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I made it with plenty of time to spare, checked in, said goodbye, and was off to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Spending the night in the Cologne-Bonne airport was one of the most painful experiences of my life (maybe that’s a slight exaggeration, but not by much).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s hard to sleep in the airport, and I might have been ok if the layover had just been overnight, but it was actually 14 hours long.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I desperately tried to sleep on the cold metal benches all night, got up at 9 am, watched the only movie on my computer for the fourth time, and got breakfast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Check in started earlier then usual so I was able to get rid of my huge backpack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I got to the gate the benches were way better then the ones I had slept on all night, so I just slept for 3 hours straight, until my plane boarded.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was SO glad to be on the airplane and out of the airport!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The flight was pretty painless, everyone on the whole plane either spoke German, or Serbian.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was met at the airport by Liza and Molly; UW alumni who, after doing a short internship last year, have moved to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Belgrade&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. (I found out when I got to the dorms that everyone else was on their own, and I was the only one who was picked up!)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It turns out that &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Serbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; uses a Cyrillic alphabet; which means that I cannot understand the people when they talk, or read labels, signs, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Its not Greek or Russian Cyrillic either, it’s a third alphabet!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They took me over to the dorm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Turns out I am no longer living in the downtown dorm, which I am really disappointed about, especially since that is where my two friends are living.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got over it a little when I saw how nice the rooms are and it also helped that my roommate is really cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have two beds, a bathroom with a pretty tiny shower, two sinks, a hot plate, mini-fridge, and best of all a balcony with a clothesline! I threw my bag on the ground and slept until 830, when I finally got up to the sound of American voices.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hung out with the group and got to know some of the people better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some people were not in the prep class so I got to meet them for the first time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The group seems like a really great group, and everyone is really different, which I think will make for good dynamics among us!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m really excited for my upcoming adventure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-8089076622597422094?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/8089076622597422094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=8089076622597422094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/8089076622597422094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/8089076622597422094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/03/belgrade-finally-after-longest-night-of.html' title='Belgrade FINALLY: After the Longest Night of my Life!'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-3788093723626912160</id><published>2007-03-28T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:31:32.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goya and Clubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(I’ve been keeping a daily journal on word, and just now do I have the means to transfer them online, so here they are!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 23&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I went to Museo Del Prado, which is &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Madrid&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;’s most famous museum.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is full of mostly religious paintings and is dominated by the famous Spanish masters: Goya, Velasquez, and El Greco, as well as famous painters Rafael and Botticelli.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of my favorite pieces was “The Garden of Earthly Delights” by Bosch because it wass almost like a Dali painting from the 1800s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;El Greco also does really moving pieces.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I enjoyed his style, which is very angular with vivid colors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really cool to see the original paintings that I have seen time and time again in books and art classes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of the most famous paintings of Christ were in the museum.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eleanor came and met me downtown after her class, we wandered and got some food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We headed back to her girl friends’ apartment where we met up and then walked over to her school’s faculty vs. students soccer game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really fun to watch, and meet more of her friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all split up after and we have plans to meet back up to go out to Indian food, and clubbing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s Eleanor’s friend Ruth’s birthday so we’re going over there and then off to the clubs.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-3788093723626912160?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/3788093723626912160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=3788093723626912160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/3788093723626912160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/3788093723626912160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/03/goya-and-clubbing.html' title='Goya and Clubbing'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-3739160563066162087</id><published>2007-03-22T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:28:45.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid sola</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mar 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Today i explored Madrid by myself while Eleanor was in class.  Eleanor and I decided to get a good night’s sleep, so we didn’t end up going out.  I dropped Eleanor off at school, we got coffee at the school snack bar, it was super strong.  My first stop of the day was Centro De Arte Reina Sofia; Madrid's contemporary art museum.  It was pretty awesome.  I love modern art.  The most famous piece there, and the main reason most people visit, is Picasso’s “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Guernica&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There was room after room dedicated to only showing Picasso’s work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There was also a whole room full of Dali that I was really excited about because he is one of my favorite artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The first thing I saw when I walked in was the signs to the temporary exhibits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This month’s exhibit was all Chuck Close, which was also really exciting because he is also another artist’s whose work I really respect and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There were also some Calder sculptures, which I thought was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At around 2 I got really hungry so I left the museum in search of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I was too nervous to sit down and try to order something because I wasn’t sure how it was done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If I was supposed to order at the bar, and then sit, or sit and someone would come to me… and it was all made worse by the fact that I don’t speak Spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So I found a little grocery store type thing and got some snacky food, and ate it sitting outside the Reine Sofia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I went back in and wandered around for a while more, and explored the third and fourth floors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The third floor was just a bunch of weird TV related art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It was all very strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The floor itself was called “movement and sound” so I expected moving sculptures and cool stuff like that, but it was tons of weird videos that people have made all being played at once, and recordings of performance art pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The fourth floor was all that weird modern art that is just a chunk of rock with a hole cut in it, or a video of a deer and a wolf in the same room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It was even a little too weird and too modern for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After I was done with the museum I went and walked through this huge park called Parque del Buen Retiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It used to be the grounds for a palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It was really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They had this cool crystal palace, and a man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;made lake with a monument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One of my favorite things was this statue called El Angel Caido (The Fallen Angel).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Which is actually a statue of the devil, and as Eleanor told me later, the only public art installation of Satan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I had to meet Eleanor at 630, so when I was done with the park, I started to make my way back to her apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We met up, hung out in the apartment for a while, and then went to her neighborhood bar “The Golden Cock”, for sangria, and traditional Spanish tapas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The sangria was really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The kind we were drinking had Fanta Limon in it, apparently every place has its own recipe for sangria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For tapas we got “tortilla” and “Chorizo.” Tortilla is scrambled eggs mixed with thinly sliced potatoes, and onions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorizo is a kind of spicy sausage that was served with French fries on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It was all very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It seemed really greasy, but Eleanor reminded me that most everything you think is greasy, is actually cooked in olive oil, so its not, but it was still kind of a gut bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We ended up hanging out with her friends till about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" minute="0" hour="0"&gt;midnight&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;, and then going home, not out which was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow I have to entertain myself again while Eleanor is in class.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-3739160563066162087?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/3739160563066162087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=3739160563066162087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/3739160563066162087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/3739160563066162087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/03/madrid-sola.html' title='Madrid sola'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-4672132105991617028</id><published>2007-03-21T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:55:40.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid, finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So ive now made it to Madrid, after a long and grueling day of traveling.  I cant believe it was only yesterday that i got on a plane, what with the changing time zones and all i feel like it was days ago.  The flights were pretty decent.  I flew British Air, and let me tell you, they know how to do it up right!  The food was good, there was a choice of like 5 movies, and the seats weren't completely horrendous.  My flight left late, and then spent 30 min on the tarmac, so i had to run through the Heathrow airport in London to make my connecting flight, which also stayed on the runway for about 45 min, and was completely empty.  There were only about 50 people on the whole plane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Figuring out the metro in Madrid worked out pretty well.  I ended up having to take a bus to the right terminal, then proceeded to take the metro one stop in the wrong direction.  No one speaks english here, and i dont speak a lick of spanish, and speaking french totally doesnt do anygood.  So thats kind of difficult.  But i made it and im stitting in Eleanors room, while she's in class for an hour.  I'm not actually sleeping here though.  She said I'm staying at "the girls apartment".  Im not sure what this means, but we'll find out.  I'm sure it will all turn out great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After class shes going to come back and we're going out to "the food of the gods", which is apparently kebobs.  My rececently abandoned vegitarianism should enjoy this.  It better be good.  Tonight were going to go to "Bang" or "Bash" or something like that.  Apparently its a fun place to go on a weds night, but not a full fledged club.  Which I'm fine with.  I'm trying to keep myself awake to adjust to the timezone, but even if i do take a nap, i dont think i'll have much problem sleeping tonight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dont think that it has quite sunk in in my mind where i am, and what im about to embark on:  Im moving to the Balkans for three months.  Wow.  Guess it has to sink in here pretty soon, or im in for one serious shock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-4672132105991617028?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/4672132105991617028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=4672132105991617028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/4672132105991617028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/4672132105991617028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/03/madrid-finally.html' title='Madrid, finally'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088363220343957820.post-7918202662658254668</id><published>2007-03-18T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:22:56.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itinerary'/><title type='text'>Packing?  Who Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    Alright.  This is my first post.  For all of you who are reading this and don't know, I'm about to leave for three months to study abroad in Bosnia, Croatia and Serbia.  I am going with the CHID program of University of Washington.  There are about 20 students on the trip, and 2 professors.  We will be traveling to four different cities and taking 12 credits.  We are taking a class called Conteporary Balkans, a Bosnian-Croatian-Serbian Literature Class, and a class called Cultural Communication in the Former Yugoslavia.  We have classes about 6 hours a day, 4 days a week, which leaves us with a 3 day weekend every weekend, to do with what we please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" name="courses"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    I picked the Balkans becuase it was a part of Europe that i have not yet been to.  I also have some friends who are going on the trip, they told me about it and i applied.  Scott, my friend from high school is also on the trip.  This will be the third time I travel to Europe with him, which is a pretty strange coincedence!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    I'm leaving for Madrid, Spain in two days, and I'm actually kind of nervous.  I'm spending my spring break in Madrid with Eleanor, another friend from high school, who is actually attending the St. Louis School in Madrid.  I'll be with her for four days before I meet up with the rest of the group in Belgrade, Serbia.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    In Belgrade we are all staying in the University of Belgrade dorms.  Most of the students will be staying in a dorm called "Studenski grad".  It is where all our classes will be held.  There was not room for everyone in that dorm so along with 4 other students I will be staying in the "Kralj Aleksander I", previously known as the LoLa dorm, in downtown Belgrade.  I'm really excited to be right down town.  The living arrangements for the first month seem great, especially since there is a possiblitiy that i might have a room all to myself.  We'll be Belgrade from Mar 25 to April 14.  After that we leave for Dubrovnik, Croatia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    In Dubrovnik i think we are staying in apartments.  Dubrovnik is right on the Dalmation Coast, and is supposed to be really beautiful.  We will be there from Apr 15 to Apr 23, give or take a day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    Mostar, Bosnia comes next.  I don't know much about where we are staying, or what we are doing while we are there, but apparently the town is famous for their Sljevetiz (plum brandy).  We will be in Mostar from Apr 24-Apr 30...or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    After Mostar is Sarajevo, Bosnia.  I believe we will be staying in the University of Sarajevo dorms there as well.  We will be there the longest out of anywhere else: from May 1 to June 1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    Levi, Matt and I then are all flying out of Istanbul, Turkey on June 11th.  We are not sure quite how we are getting from Sarajevo to Istanbul, but hey, thats the adventure right?  We plan on stopping by Greece on our way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    I plan on hopefully updating once a day, but I dont know how reliable the internet will be over there.  I have Skype if anyone wants to talk to me, my username is alicemj5.  I also have aim: Sk8rchic582 (yeah i made it in middle school), and my email is alicemj@u.washington.edu.  Hope to hear from some of you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088363220343957820-7918202662658254668?l=alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/feeds/7918202662658254668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088363220343957820&amp;postID=7918202662658254668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/7918202662658254668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088363220343957820/posts/default/7918202662658254668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicetravelstobcs.blogspot.com/2007/03/packing-who-me.html' title='Packing?  Who Me?'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01490647613567919915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
