<?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-20182619</id><updated>2011-10-20T12:56:24.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the World in 100 Days</title><subtitle type='html'>"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." -- Mark Twain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114621135425551555</id><published>2006-04-28T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:51:24.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of a New Beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/At%20Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/At%20Sunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;It’s the end of a journey, the end of the voyage… but it’s only the beginning of the rest of my life.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;I want to start off my final on-ship blog entry, on the eve of arriving in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;San Diego&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, by thanking EVERYONE who has supported me throughout this incredible trip of a lifetime.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;First and foremost, I want to thank our amazing Captain, Roman Krstanovic. He was the guiding force, the one who made this ship set sail in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nassau&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; on January 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and is bringing us safely home tomorrow, over 3 months later, on April 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. Also, I want to thank the Crew. They have been absolutely wonderful and such a blast, laughing on Deck 7 or knowing exactly what I want to order, telling us about their lives and families and homes from Jamaica to the Philippines… To my awesome cabin steward, Rolando, who kept the room nice by making our beds every day and cleaning the rooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/IMG_2008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am going to miss the kitchen staff, like Allan and Solomon who always make us laugh and are so friendly and courteous. My trip would have been completely different without them and I am so glad they were a part of it! Next, I want to thank my parents who made this trip come true for me and have followed me along the entire journey (especially to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;!!). I cannot thank them enough for giving me the world, words are simply not enough – so these pictures are for them…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/Thanks%20in%20Mauritius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/Thanks%20in%20Mauritius.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/Thanks%20in%20Yangon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/Thanks%20in%20Yangon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next, in no particular order, I want to thank my brother, the rest of my family, everyone who wrote me postcards/letters, all the parents and people who read my blog and/or commented on my it, provided me with words of advice, all my friends back home both in San Diego and in Gig Harbor, and of course, all my friends on the ship who were part of the remarkable journey. All the laughter, the smiles, the hugs, the experiences.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I sit here and reflect on the last 100 days, I am in awe. I still remember signing up for Semester At Sea and how time couldn’t pass fast enough for it to arrive. Now that it’s at an end, I don’t want to leave. The ship has truly become my home and the people on it are my family and best friends. I know I am going to miss the little things – playing poker in Classroom 1, sitting on my laptop in the Piano Lounge, going to Pub Nights on Deck 7, getting late-night hot dogs at the Grill when the ship food was just not good (which occurred quite frequently, in fact), getting smoothies and sitting in the sun, Neptune Day and Sea Olympics, sunrises in new countries, Ambassador's Ball where everyone wore the suits/dresses they had made in Vietnam or saris/langis from India or Myanmar, and getting off the ship in port and not knowing what to do or expect and just going for it. As much as it is going to be sad to leave, I know that it isn’t goodbye. Semester At Sea was not just a 3-month trip around the world, it was something that has become a part of me and will stay with me for the rest of my life. The halls and walls and cabins might be empty of pictures, maps, and luggage – but the memories and friendships will always be in my heart. In 5, 10, 15, 20 years I will look back and still not believe what I did, the places I saw, or the people I met. It’s surreal. It’s unbelievable and amazing and indescribable. I cannot answer the question, “What was your favorite country?” because once you have seen so many different ones, they all become your favorites for different reasons. Some people might not understand what I went through on this semester, and that’s okay, because I still don’t know what happen. It might hit me one day… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am going to go home for the summer and go back to school in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;San Diego&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in the Fall. It’s going to be an adjustment for all of us. Some people are itching to get home, others want to be stow-aways on the ship, like me! But every book comes to a close and all good things have to end sometime. I’m smiling right now, because I can’t believe it. I have loved every moment of this and I will always, always have the most amazing memories to make any bad day disappear. Tomorrow, as we all go down the gangway one-by-one and return home, I know that we are all leaving a part of ourselves on the ship. I am already jealous of any future voyagers – the only advice I have for you is this: no regrets. Do what you want, do everything, and do not regret a SECOND of it. Everything happens for a reason, even if you don’t know what that is. Semester At Sea has changed me. I have grown, I have become more independent than I ever thought was possible. And as much as this is the end, it isn’t. It’s the beginning of life-long friendships, more travels around the world, and the possibilities are endless. I still don’t think that my words are adequate enough to express my emotions. Now, it is time to go back into the world with a new outlook. Everyone is taking last-minute video footage of the ship, photographs, signing maps and exchanging contact info and pictures and stories. We are taking full advantage of our last hours on the ship. Watch out, we have all been bit by the travel bug…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the moments, I thank God that I’m alive…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the moments, I’ll remember all my life…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Semester At Sea Spring 2006. The world is my home. I can only guess where I will go next…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/Some%20of%20my%20Favorite%20People.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/Some%20of%20my%20Favorite%20People.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/staceandi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/staceandi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/JAPAN%21%21%20006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/JAPAN%21%21%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114621135425551555?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114621135425551555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114621135425551555&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114621135425551555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114621135425551555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/04/end-of-new-beginning.html' title='The End of a New Beginning.'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114536233239650582</id><published>2006-04-18T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:00:59.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Port, Japan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/IMG_1805.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/Fake%20Geisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/Fake%20Geisha.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/IMG_1868.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Our last port. A mixture of feelings and emotions&amp;#8230;but that&amp;#8217;ll come later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&amp;nbsp;During PrePort, we had been told that &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:City&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is the sister city to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. I found that extremely interesting. When we got off the ship, it was raining and very cold. That&amp;#8217;s like &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. I wandered around &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; in the afternoon with my friends and at one point I saw a Starbucks and a Tully&amp;#8217;s Coffee on the same block. That&amp;#8217;s like &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, too. Walking around downtown &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:City&gt; definitely made me feel like I was in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:City&gt; has a large Asian population, lots of Japanese, so of course that&amp;#8217;s like &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; to a smaller degree ;) In &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, everyone used umbrellas &amp;#8211; unlike Seattleites who just deal with the rain since it basically is a daily occurrence from September through May! Unlike &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, there were people on every corner, on every street, in every restaurant and café that we passed. When you have a population of 130 million and your country is about the size of &lt;st1:State w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;California&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;, that&amp;#8217;s a lot of people inhabiting the cities when most of the country is uninhabitable mountain ranges. Despite the rain, it was great to be in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;font   size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt; is by far the CLEANEST country I have visited in my entire life. There was no litter anywhere on the streets. Japanese people do not walk and eat at the same time, so it was impossible for us to find trash cans. There were none on the streets at all, we always had to duck into McDonald&amp;#8217;s (of which there was at least one every two blocks) or some other place just to throw away our trash! Sometimes we spent 10 to 15 minutes trying to find a place to toss it, most of the time we just carried it around with us. The complete opposite of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;One of my favorite things to do is people watch. I do it so often, wherever I am, that if I have to get something done like homework or reading I will lock myself in my room or in a library. Well, wandering around &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:City&gt; (as well as &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kyoto&lt;/st1:City&gt; and &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Osaka&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;), there was a lot of people-watching to do. Especially the women. Think NYC is fashionable? Try &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:City&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;! Every woman was dressed to a T. They all wore pointed, close-toed heels (usually boots), short skirts or long skirts or jeans, and fitted blazers with designer purses and perfect makeup. Wandering around in my old jeans, dirty sneakers, sweatshirt and fleece with my backpack, I definitely felt like I did not fit in!! We all stuck out pretty badly as tourists. It was quite amusing, since it seemed like the women would get completely dressed up just to go to the grocery store! All the men wore suits, but at 3pm on a Tuesday afternoon, you&amp;#8217;d like they&amp;#8217;d be in an office somewhere instead of the street? Apparently that&amp;#8217;s the fashion trend, too &amp;#8211; so much so that on the last day in port, I ran into a group of SAS guys who were all wearing their tailored suits from &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; out in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;! That was awesome. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I ate Japanese food every day while in port. At the one small sit-down restaurant we found, we took a booth and looked over the menu and then signaled to the waitress that we were ready to order. She said something in Japanese, leaving us confused until she pointed to a vending machine near the entrance that we had completely ignored. It was then that I realized that you ordered your food via vending machine! We pulled out our Yen and then chose a meal by hitting a button that looked like what we wanted. Out came a ticket, which the waitress ripped in half when we got back to the table, and 10 minutes later our food arrived. How easy is that! It was fun and so interesting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;On the second day in port, I attempted to get on the SAS Kyoto day trip since half my friends were on it. I didn&amp;#8217;t make it on, but in retrospect I&amp;#8217;m glad I didn&amp;#8217;t get on it. I found a group of people who wanted to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kyoto&lt;/st1:City&gt; that day too and who didn&amp;#8217;t have Japan Rail Passes like three-quarters of the ship did (those people all went to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;). We bought tickets to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Kyoto&lt;/st1:City&gt;, an hour away from &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, and took the very efficient, very fast train to the city. Again, let&amp;#8217;s compare that with the gross sleeper trains in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&amp;#8230; it was SO CLEAN! The transportation system with the trains, subways, and buses in each city made it so easy to get around. &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Kyoto&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was amazing, and the rain let up for that day. The infamous Cherry Blossoms were still in bloom, which was amazing to see them around the city. Just like &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, the women were all in top fashion and the men were all in suits. The Kyoto Station was ridiculously huge but very modern and it looked almost brand new. We bought bus passes for the day and visited a temple with a small flea market, &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Nijo&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType  w:st="on"&gt;Castle&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with wall paintings and lots of cherry blossoms, and the downtown and Gion districts. Gion is known as the Geisha area &amp;#8211; we saw 1 real Geisha shopping and then two fake Geisha who were European girls being led around by their mother and a guide. They looked nervous and were obviously too tall to be real Japanese Geisha, plus you could see it in their eyes &amp;#8211; they were deer caught in headlights with all the tourists surrounding them and thinking they were real. I talked to the guide who was helping to pose the girls and move them around, and in broken English she told me that one of the girls had paid $350 (&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;) and the other had paid $150 to be dressed up as Geisha, where the price difference is based on the type of material used. We spent the evening in the district, Geisha-hunting, but no luck except for the one we had seen briefly in the afternoon get out of a cab and run into a store. Slightly disappointing, but fun nonetheless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;The next day was my Overnight Homestay which I was VERY excited for. After an amazing homestay in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I didn&amp;#8217;t think anything could top that, but the one in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was awesome as well. My host family had a sign with my name on it in the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/st1:place&gt; at 11am when 50 SASers and about 40 families got placed together. We played some traditional Japanese &amp;#8220;introduction&amp;#8221; games like Rock/Paper/Scissors and then were sent on our way. My host was Mayumi Kekibo, her husband, and their children Yulia (2) and Hariacko (5). The children were ADORABLE and I loved playing with them. Mayumi and her friend, who was also a host for another SASer (Brett), took all of us to a beautiful botanical garden to explore and admire the landscaping and play in the cherry blossoms. For lunch, we were taken to a sushi restaurant 20 minutes outside of &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; &amp;#8211; it was AMAZING. All the booths were next to a winding conveyor belt where the sushi just came by on plates and you could take whatever you wanted. Of course, I had my share of Unagi (eel) which is my favorite. Between 7 of us, we polished off about 40 plates of sushi (about 2 pieces per plate) and each plate only cost 1 Yen! Definitely the cheapest sushi I have ever had! I tried some new items, but I couldn&amp;#8217;t tell you what they are or what they were called&amp;#8230; In the evening, the family threw a dinner party where they invited all of their neighbors and friends (about 20 extra people) to come and bring food. Japanese food is amazing, lots of noodles and fish and other stuff. I repeated the whole concept about Semester At Sea about a billion times that night, I showed some of my pictures I have in a photo album of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and my family. Everyone thoroughly enjoyed the picture of me and my car&amp;#8230; &amp;#8220;Honda! Honda! Good car, Honda!&amp;#8221; That was awesome. One of the neighbor&amp;#8217;s daughters, Yuko, is 17 and (get this) going on a 6-week exchange to &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;SPOKANE&lt;/st1:City&gt;, &lt;st1:State w:st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in October!! Her English was very good, she was really excited, and we exchanged e-mail addresses since I&amp;#8217;d love to hear about her experience. Most of the women could speak English very well at the dinner party, the men were alright but they gave an amazing effort (a million times better than I could ever do at Japanese!) and I spent 5 hours just talking with them about the countries I&amp;#8217;ve been to, about America, asking them about Japan, and just learning about their lives. I loved my Homestay and my Homestay family who were so welcoming and open and excited to have me, just as I was excited to be there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;One of my favorite things in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? Heated toilet seats. Basically amazing. And taking a bath instead of a shower where there is a heater inside the bathtub so the water heats up after the tub is filled! The Japanese cookies/snacks are so good, too. I now have a bag full of &amp;#8220;Koalas&amp;#8221; (little cookies shaped like koalas with chocolate/vanilla filling) and &amp;#8220;Fish&amp;#8221; (same as Koalas, only fish) and Collons and chips that taste like baked Ramen noodles. The ice cream was great, too!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;On the last day, I went to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Osaka&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; for a few hours with Brittany, Ellen and William. It was raining and we got very lost. We had lunch at a sushi restaurant, attempted to go downtown but none of us had a LonelyPlanet or had any idea what to do there so we just wandered and looked at stores. In the evening we went back to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kobe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and shopped, attempting to use up the last of our Japanese Yen playing video games, going bowling, and buying snacks. I enjoyed &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, even though I didn&amp;#8217;t go to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. But I always leave SOMETHING in each country &amp;#8211; it gives me a reason to come back one day. :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;When we got back on the ship with only 1 injury (a girl was piggybacking on one of her friend&amp;#8217;s backs on the way to the ship and apparently fell off and hit her head on the cement and had to get stitches &amp;#8211; but she doesn&amp;#8217;t remember any of it, so you get the picture&amp;#8230;) and no one was left in port. When the ship started to pull away from the port, I stood out on the back deck and watched as Toshi, a Japanese man who had befriended many of the students and faculty and had too much disposable income and too much time on his hands, was doing donuts in his car right next to the port and kept waving and honking! I stood out on the back deck with some friends for 2 hours, talking about Semester At Sea and how it was our last port and how the voyage has changed us and how we know it is going to continue to change us years from now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;We watched until the very last lights of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; disappeared behind the horizon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114536233239650582?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114536233239650582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114536233239650582&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114536233239650582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114536233239650582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/04/final-port-japan.html' title='The Final Port, Japan.'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114462168664732279</id><published>2006-04-09T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:28:50.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days In China And I Still Can't Use Chopsticks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/Me%20and%20the%20Great%20Wall.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/Me%20and%20the%20Great%20Wall.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;We ported in Hong Kong which has to be 10 times the size of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; (or so it seemed&amp;#8230;). There were skyscrapers in every direction and the city never seemed to end. I got off the ship for a few hours, had bowls of noodles for lunch at a restaurant where the Chinese patrons laughed at a group of Westerners failing with their chopsticks. One word that makes me happy: Starbucks! Yes, there were Starbucks and McDonald&amp;#8217;s and KFC&amp;#8217;s all over &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Don&amp;#8217;t you just love globalization? (The worst was the Starbucks we saw in The Forbidden City in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Beijing&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;). After the brief time in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/st1:place&gt;, it was time for a big adventure with my friend Charlie! We gathered all our stuff in a large duffel and went to the Sheraton Hong Kong where we had been informed that a driver would be picking us up to drive us an hour outside of Hong Kong where we would meet up with his step-dad&amp;#8217;s business partner, Michael Woo and his wife Kristine, in Shenzen to fly to Shanghai. The Woos were our guides for the next 6 days, which was just amazing&amp;#8230; We arrived at the Sheraton and waited for 20 minutes, getting nervous that our entire trip would fall through right then and there. All of a sudden, a short Chinese man comes in with a sign that has our names on it! That was such a relief. When we met up with the Woos, they were extremely friendly and so much fun. I was nervous that it could have been awkward, but it wasn&amp;#8217;t at all. We flew to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Shanghai&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and checked into our hotel near &amp;#8220;The Bund&amp;#8221; area with all the skyscrapers and then explored the city and its nightlife. One of the bars we went to had a stage and there was a band performing. Michael, at one point, translated what the singer was saying in between songs: he was asking if anyone in the audience wanted to play on stage and Charlie immediately said he would. I doubt the small, 25-person audience in the room knew &amp;#8220;When I Come Around&amp;#8221; by Green Day, but everyone applauded and it was so much fun. Way to go, Charlie!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;The next day we explored &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Shanghai&lt;/st1:City&gt; and visited &amp;#8220;The Bund&amp;#8221; and some parts of the city, visited the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;God&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, did some bargaining and had amazing Chinese food and snacks. The morning of the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; day we flew to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Beijing&lt;/st1:City&gt; and visited the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; of &lt;st1:PlaceName  w:st="on"&gt;Heaven&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and &lt;st1:Street w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address  w:st="on"&gt;Tianamen Square&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; at night, after having dinner at the QuanJade Peking Duck Restaurant. That was amazing, it was the restaurant that actually started the entire Peking Duck phenomenon. They have an actual counter on the wall to show how many Peking Ducks have been sold! Each night in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Beijing&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, the Woos found friends from when Michael lived and worked there years ago, and their friends took us out to dinner each night. The dinners were fantastic, Chinese food that is NOTHING like the Americanized stuff that I won&amp;#8217;t be able to eat anymore now that I&amp;#8217;ve had the real thing! ;) 3 of the nights for dinner, we were seated in private rooms! That was so cool, even when Michael, Kristine, and whoever their friends were would talk the entire time and Charlie and I would be (literally) lost in translation, haha. The next day was incredible: we got up early and visited the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Great Wall  of China&lt;/st1:place&gt; at a tourist area known as Badaling. It was freezing cold&amp;#8230; and SNOWING!!! I bought gloves because it was so cold and climbing the Great Wall was an adventure. There were a lot of tourists, but it was so much fun. We had snowball fights as we explored the Wall and hid in the towers. The Great Wall was definitely a sight to see, even just driving next to it was cool. It was bigger (and LONGER!) than I expected, we spent a few hours there and I could have easily spent more. I am going to go back. After the Great Wall we visited the Ming Tombs where it started to rain and then hail. On our last day in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Beijing&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; we visited &lt;st1:Street w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address w:st="on"&gt;Tianamen Square&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; and The Forbidden City which was gigantic. I don&amp;#8217;t think I have EVER seen a larger concentration of tourists in one place at any one time, except maybe &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;DisneyWorld&lt;/st1:place&gt;. It was almost ridiculous, the tour groups in their matching baseball hats or shirts, and the guides holding up flags and talking into microphones and yelling at their groups. The &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Forbidden  City&lt;/st1:place&gt; was so huge and astounding, it was interesting to learn that it is being completely repainted and the ground is being redone for the 2008 Olympics. The place was so huge that even after spending 4 hours there, we could have easily gotten lost and spent 4 more and still not seen everything &amp;#8211; and that was only the places that the tourists were allowed to see! That afternoon we visited the Beijing Silk Market which was 4 floors of anything and everything you could think of. I found myself in the shoe/purse floor where the knockoffs were some of the BEST I have ever seen. It was really fun to bargain and I was overwhelmed by everything that was there. Dinner was at a Mongolian restaurant where we had a lot of lamb and this green vegetable that I am convinced was some form of grass, but it tasted really good! During the dinner, a group of Mongolians dressed up in traditional garments came into the room and sang Mongolian songs and wrapped all of us in silk scarves. It was hilarious &amp;#8211; unfortunately that was the night that neither Michael, Charlie, nor I had our cameras on us. Oh well! After dinner, we were taken out by Michael&amp;#8217;s friend Steve and his girlfriend, who took us to a &amp;#8220;Members Only&amp;#8221; VIP club somewhere in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Beijing&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. Low and behold, of all places, we ran into other SASers!! It was a group of 5 who were with Anna&amp;#8217;s parents who live and work and &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Beijing&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. That was just about the most random thing ever, it just comes to show that there is NO avoiding Semester At Sea even in ports! The morning of the last day we flew to Qingdao, which was very much a suburban port city with not a lot to do&amp;#8230; it was still very, very cold and I wasn&amp;#8217;t that impressed with the city &amp;#8211; I&amp;#8217;m sure it&amp;#8217;s much nicer in summer, though! We had our final lunch with Michael and then explored a local market for a while before getting back onto the ship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;And yes, after 6 days of using chopsticks, I failed miserably and still can&amp;#8217;t use them! &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was a very populous, very interesting country. The people were so friendly and I am very glad I did the trip independently. Without our awesome new Chinese friends, who we told to come visit us in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, it would have been difficult and we were lucky as we did not have any frustrations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Japan tomorrow&amp;#8230; our. last. port. I can&amp;#8217;t believe it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114462168664732279?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114462168664732279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114462168664732279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114462168664732279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114462168664732279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/04/6-days-in-china-and-i-still-cant-use.html' title='6 Days In China And I Still Can&apos;t Use Chopsticks...'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114379043544828819</id><published>2006-03-30T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:59:07.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice Hats, Tiger Beer, Street Vendors, and Knockoffs... (Vietnam Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_1371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/IMG_1371.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Of course, that doesn&amp;#8217;t even come close to summing up &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and all this amazing country has to offer. &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; completely blew my mind and I had NO idea what to expect at all. We officially have less than one month left which is pretty sad, but at the same time this trip is just flying by and I can&amp;#8217;t describe how much more amazing it gets day by day and country by country.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;After spending one more day in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Hanoi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, skipping out on some museums (indy travel rocks!) and exploring some markets and more of the Old Quarter, buying North Face backpacks, Puma shoes, t-shirts, and lots of DVDs, we flew back to Saigon. The last day in Saigon was awesome &amp;#8211; I got my dress fitted and finished and I really like it, went to the huge Post Office, bought a really cool painting of a bar/poker scene with people in fedoras, then found some friends we all wandered around the Russian Market which I liked a LOT better than Ben Than. The food in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was amazing, for dinner my parents and about 8 of my friends and I all went out to Ngon on our last night, a restaurant that has essentially taken &amp;#8220;street food&amp;#8221; and offers it in a sanitized setting. You could walk around and watch people making the food and then pick what you wanted or ordered off the menu. Everything was fantastic, the best part was when our waiter would show us how to eat some of the food after we would just stare at it for a while! It was absolutely wonderful to have my parents with me in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It&amp;#8217;s definitely on par with &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; as being the country I want to return to the most!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;One of the most intense parts of SAS so far was the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; of &lt;st1:PlaceName  w:st="on"&gt;War Remnants&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. The photographs were very graphic and tough to handle. The entire place was really somber, and it was one of those places where you just want to look at the stuff and leave and forget&amp;#8230; but the pictures are just imprinted in my mind. I wanted to turn away so many times but I forced myself to look and see and learn. When things are shown to you in a different perspective, in a different light, it changes you. It certainly made me more aware of the war atrocities. The only other time something was this hard to stomach was when I visited the &lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Holocaust&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; in &lt;st1:State w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Berlin&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; a few years ago&amp;#8230; It just gives me chills thinking about both those places, but I think they are amazing to have because people shouldn&amp;#8217;t just think of history and wars as nothing. People need to know, to take pictures, to tell stories and not just hold everything up inside. War is war. It kills and destroys and causes more damage than people realize, especially when the war is not in their own country and not just a name on a TV or a country on a map. It&amp;#8217;s reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;This was definitely the port where people bought the most stuff. Guys were running around in their suits when we all got on the ship, a lot of girls had dresses/skirts/shirts made, people bought backpacks and rice hats and DVDs and t-shirts (Tiger Beer, Good Morning Vietnam, Same Same&amp;#8230;but Different) and shoes (well, maybe that was just me since I&amp;#8217;m the size of the Vietnamese and fit into the ones on the racks!) and all the guys bought Polos. The Voice even joked about it this morning at the Noon Report, saying that we are testing the capacity of the ship with all our stuff!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;3 days at sea and then it&amp;#8217;s &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Soon I&amp;#8217;ll be able to check off my top thing that I was looking forward to the most on this trip, the Great Wall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114379043544828819?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114379043544828819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114379043544828819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114379043544828819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114379043544828819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/rice-hats-tiger-beer-street-vendors.html' title='Rice Hats, Tiger Beer, Street Vendors, and Knockoffs... (Vietnam Part II)'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114354260316082974</id><published>2006-03-28T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:56:29.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam, Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/hanoi%20traffic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/hanoi%20traffic.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/IMG_1474.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_1464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/IMG_1464.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all my readers!! So here I am in one of the cheapest Internet Cafes in Hanoi, the capital of Vietnam. This is just a brief update - I am here with my PARENTS! It is a blast. This morning we were in Halong Bay, considered the Eighth "Wonder of the World" which was awesome - we went along in a boat with other SAS parents/students and got to see some amazing limestone formations in the middle of this bay. Yesterday was a travel day to Hanoi from Saigon (aka HCMC but no one calls it that) and then a 3.5 hour bus ride to Halong Bay. Meeting my parents in Saigon was the best thing ever, I had a huge sign for my Dad that read "Happy 50th Birthday Dad!" and I held it up when all the parents arrived, then got my friends to sing him Happy Birthday. Of course, he was embarassed, but it was so much fun. Spent the day exploring the insane streets of the city...if I said that India was insane, multiply it by 10 and you've got the streets of Vietnam!! I loved it. Did a lot of very, VERY cheap shopping, bought shoes that fit me right off the rack, and when we get back to Saigon from Hanoi on Thursday I'll be picking up the dress I had tailored! It's so exciting, this is why I love huge cities. They are nonstop from morning to night and there is way too much to do, hear, see, and eat. According to my Tourism professor, I could fit anywhere, "even into a rabbit hole" and yes, I definitely fit in here except that I stick out with my blonde hair and I keep getting asked if it's real or not. The $1 t-shirts are my favorite, I have the infamous Tiger Beer ones as random Vietnam ones. Next... the CHEAP North Face backpacks and who knows what else! Currently, my parents and I have skipped out on the Water Puppet Show and dinner with the SAS trip we are on and are exploring Hanoi, where we just walked down "Electronic Street" and "Shoe Street"...saying there was a lot of those items is an UNDERSTATEMENT. It's mindboggling, I don't even know where to begin. All the streets in the Old Quarter are named according to what is sold there. It's awesome, I am sitting here typing this, listening to the incessant and never-ceasing honking from the cars and scooters (or simply "Hondas" as they are called here) outside and hey, my Dad just brought me a pastry that is similar to a pancake that is drenched in chocolate. Mmm...Time to eat!! Don't get run over by a scooter, but if you walk in a fluid motion across the crowded streets, they will avoid you like a river flowing around a rock. And yes, it REALLY does look like that!! :) I love boycotting SAS excursions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114354260316082974?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114354260316082974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114354260316082974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114354260316082974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114354260316082974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/vietnam-part-i.html' title='Vietnam, Part I'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114294188580985349</id><published>2006-03-21T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:52:05.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Indiana Jones Movie... aka Bagan, Myanmar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/in%20bagan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/in%20bagan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Prior to reaching the government/junta-run country known as &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, formerly &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;Burma&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, our Inter-Port lecturer for the country was Dr. Monique Skidmore. She&amp;#8217;s Australian but has written many articles on &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, visited it numerous times and even lived there. The most interesting buzz on the ship was the fact that she was very openly adamant about NOT wanting SAS and us to visit &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but obviously she couldn&amp;#8217;t do anything about it. From what I have heard, no one stayed on the ship, so her efforts where futile and probably more of a tactic just to warn us and let the students know more about the dark side of the country. In Global Studies, we learned that the people are very much in favor of democracy, and in the last election in 1992, a woman named Suu Kyi ran and received 80% of the votes but the government forced her under house-arrest and denied democracy, holding onto their own rule instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;In fact, everyone I&amp;#8217;ve talked to so far on the ship LOVED &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. The military were not everywhere like we were told, and the oppression did not seem to exist. All the Burmese people were so friendly, loved to say hi and talk to us about where we were from, and wanted to help us out in anyway possible. Of course, the oppression is there, the government controls a lot of the country and there is lots of civil war near the borders, but it was not nearly as bad as it had been made to sound! We hardly noticed it even when trying to look. In terms of exchange rate, the &amp;#8220;official&amp;#8221; or government rate is 6 kyat for $1, but the black market exchange rate is 1100 kyat for $1. Of course we love the better exchange rate and NO ONE uses the other one. We were approached everywhere in Yangon to exchange money and felt quite rich since the largest bill in circulation is 1,000 kyat and everything was very cheap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;On the first day, I explored the capital of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Yangon&lt;/st1:place&gt; with Stacey and Kevin. It was an absolute blast &amp;#8211; we bought stuff in Scott Market which was gigantic and never-ending, getting lost in the stalls of t-shirts, jewelry, langees (the skirts that all the men wore), and artwork. In the afternoon we hired a driver and saw all the main sites like the Sitting Stone Buddha, the Reclining Buddha, white elephants, a floating restaurant, some lakes, and watched the sunset at the famous Schwedagon Pagoda. We also got to speak and interact with a lot of Buddhist Monks who live at the pagoda which was extremely interesting to hear about their lives. On the second day I left for the archeological city of &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bagan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. The trip was really fun and I felt like I was in an Indiana Jones movie the entire time, especially while exploring and climbing the pagodas! Now only if&amp;nbsp; It was hot, humid, dusty, and mostly desolate except for the thousands (over 2,000 in fact) of pagodas that were everywhere. The sunsets were absolutely amazing, we would climb some of the tallest pagodas and get the most incredible views of the dry land just littered with the pagodas that were made to honor Buddha (there are statues in each of the pagodas). We also visited a local village, did pony cart rides one night, had a puppet performance at dinner, climbed pagodas, and explored a local market. On the last day, we flew back to &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Yangon&lt;/st1:place&gt; and got to ride tri-shaws (bicycle with a passenger seat on the side, like a motorcycle) and bought lots of cool t-shirts in Scott Market. The food, of course, was AMAZING. I&amp;#8217;m obsessed with foreign food&amp;#8230; thanks Mom and Dad for raising me on it instead of on fast food! I ate papadums, lots of rice, papaya, fried vegetables and the most amazing fish one night that tasted like chicken.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;font   size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt; was so interesting. I met a German woman on my flight back from Bagan who had visited the country numerous times and has started up an organization to help educate the children in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in the rural areas. It was neat to hear how much the country had left an impact on her and how much she wanted to help these people by getting people to donate old computers to give to the schools in the country. It&amp;#8217;s incredible how one simple experience or a few words exchanged can deepen a person&amp;#8217;s experience and understanding of a country and want to help them out. The &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; has disaffiliated themselves with the entire country due to the military regime, but I think visiting it and learning about it and returning is the best possible thing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Travel is the best education possible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/bagan%20pose.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/320/bagan%20pose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114294188580985349?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114294188580985349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114294188580985349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114294188580985349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114294188580985349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/indiana-jones-movie-aka-bagan-myanmar.html' title='An Indiana Jones Movie... aka Bagan, Myanmar'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114243329094663421</id><published>2006-03-15T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T06:34:51.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rickshaw, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;font   size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt; completely blew my mind. The culture was incredible. The people were the nicest I have ever met. I got stared at, smiled at, laughed at, and I had a blast. I rode insane auto-rickshaws for less than 50 cents per ride and it was like being on crazy roller coasters all the time. I ate the spiciest food, ate with my right hand only (the left is considered unclean) and did a homestay to a town called Erode where we stayed with the landlord of the Jamalpuram (or something to that effect) village and his family who were unbelievably hospitable and have been hosting SAS kids twice a year for the past 17 years! We also spent time at a private high school in Erode where we got to talk to the students who were taking board exams, eat awesome food including samosas and a billion things that I can&amp;#8217;t pronounce and lots and lots of curry! I am dirty and tired and I know I smell like human waste (that is the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;NORMAL&lt;/st1:place&gt; smell of this country!)&amp;#8230; but I can&amp;#8217;t stop smiling. I could write pages and pages and pages on this country&amp;#8230;I will return one day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;This is what I enjoy the most. Being completely out of your comfort zone and loving every second of it. Zero sleep, too many memories, lots of laughter, peeing &amp;#8220;Indian style&amp;#8221; in holes, taking ghetto sleeper trains, riding in &amp;#8220;The Little Rickshaw That Could&amp;#8221;, having my mouth be on fire from the spicy food, walking through thousands of people in the markets, being called &amp;#8220;Auntie&amp;#8221; by children who can&amp;#8217;t say our names (and we hurt ourselves trying to say theirs!), watching traditional Indian dance performances, learning about all the gods, bargaining until we are blue in the face, having rickshaw races, being offered to drive the rickshaw while it was in motion (don&amp;#8217;t worry Mom and Dad &amp;#8211; I declined!!), getting blessed by an elephant at the Bhavani Temple for Shiva in Erode&amp;#8230; so many more things that I know I have forgotten!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;As more comes back to me, I will update my blog with random thoughts on &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I took a ton of pictures, bought way too much stuff for extremely cheap and nearly died from the spicy food and got laughed at by all the Indians in the restaurants when we were the only white people who couldn&amp;#8217;t handle the spiciness and kept shoving rice in our mouths, turning red, and trying to eat only with our right hand since the left one is considered &amp;#8220;unclean&amp;#8221;&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Some people have wanted to hear more details about my homestay, so here goes. The family was the landlord of Jamalpuram, as I already said. We hung out with the women, his daughter-in-laws, daughters, and grand-daughters. Puni and Raji are amazing women who just love their lives in the cities (Erode and Chennai). We spent hours on that first day talking to them, learning about their lives, arranged marriages, marriage issues, culture, living on a farm versus living in the cities, going to university, and so many more things. We all exchanged stories about our lives. We all slept on the floor on mattresses which was really fun, and in the evening we had a performance by a local drum group and we all danced around with them. Their family was upper-middle class since they are the landlords, so they were very comfortable in terms of money. They were the nicest, friendliest, and most hospitable people I have ever met. They always made sure we were comfortable and had enough water or were wearing hats or had umbrellas while we were walking in the sun. That night we taught them how to play Mafia, the card game, and played until 1am! They told us they&amp;#8217;d never had that much fun with a group. We also played random silly little games which was a blast, too. On the second day, we got up early to leave for the school in Erode, where we had breakfast and got to talk to a bunch of the teachers and learn about the private school. Later in the afternoon after going to the Bavani/Shiva Temple and getting blessed by an elephant, we visited a handicap school where it turns out that Semester At Sea is the fourth largest donor since it&amp;#8217;s installation! The children mostly had Polio and many of them couldn&amp;#8217;t walk but some of them had had surgery, but we got performances by some of the kids who had other disabilities. They were so sweet and just wanted pictures with us, one of them came right over and sat on my lap and didn&amp;#8217;t move! She was adorable. After lunch and a nap at the school, we played games with the children (basketball, volleyball, and soccer where it was 10 SAS students versus about 75 kids.. haha) and our last stop was the Siddha Medicine Factory which earns $2.5 million per year and uses only raw materials such as Acacia wood, ginger root, and other herbal remedies. After one last amazing meal at the school which included butterscotch ice cream, it was onto the sleeper train to go back home to the ship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Chennai, even though it was dirty and polluted, was one of my favorite cities I have ever been to. &amp;nbsp;The markets were so busy and bustling, the smell of human waste was everywhere, there were women in all different colors and patterns of sarees&amp;#8230; and surprisingly, I felt normal at my height!! Yes, I think I really like &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Next time, it&amp;#8217;ll be the Taj Mahal!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114243329094663421?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114243329094663421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114243329094663421&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114243329094663421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114243329094663421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/rickshaw-anyone.html' title='Rickshaw, anyone?'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114157042392320940</id><published>2006-03-05T06:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T06:53:43.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep? What's that? How about some SEA OLYMPICS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;R-E-D S-E-A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Red Sea&amp;nbsp; &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Red  Sea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&amp;nbsp; All the Way!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;9 different &amp;#8220;Seas.&amp;#8221; 9 different colors. Over 20 different chants. Who won the spirit point at almost all the events? &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;RED&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;SEA&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!! (My sea.) The day started at 9am with Opening Ceremonies &amp;#8211; banners and chanting, everyone decked out in their sea colors. The events lasted all day, and after a late-night of movie watching plus advancing our clocks, everyone was exhausted. I participated in the &amp;#8220;Wheel Barrow&amp;#8221; event where I took one of the kids&amp;#8217; legs and wheel-barrowed him across the deck. Our team lost, since it was 3 events in one: Wheel Barrow/Crabwalk/Egg Spoon Race. The &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Red Sea&lt;/st1:place&gt; got 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; overall, getting 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place in only the Karaoke/Lip Sync/Skits contest and 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; place in Dodgeball. But our Sea NEVER shut up, half of us were at each event throughout the day, cheering on our team, or even cheering in the Twister competition for the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-style:italic'&gt;color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; red. We came up with so many chants and before the Flip Cup (with water, lol) tournament, we all got together on Deck 7 and paraded down to Deck 4 and chanted all the way. It was such a blast! The other events included Big Hair, Limbo, Wet Clothes Race, Synchronized Swimming, Chubby Bunny (that was pretty disgusting, one of the Profs and one of the students somehow fit 14 pieces of mini frosted cake in their mouths!), and a Scavenger Hunt where the ship was a madhouse for 30 minutes as everyone ran around like crazy. In the end, the Bering Sea won overall so they are getting off the ship first in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;San Diego&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. The entire day was awesome, it was basically insane but I loved every second of it. People went all out, face paint, hats, chants, running up and down hallways&amp;#8230; it never stopped until after the Closing Ceremonies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;What I have learned on this trip: sleep is a luxury. Naps are frequent, and for those of you who know me, you know that I have NEVER been a napper, even at college. Now everyone sleeps at every chance they can &amp;#8211; people sleep in the Piano Lounge, on deck, in the dining room, in class&amp;#8230;I managed to fit in 2 very short (30 minute) naps when there was a lull between events during the day. The food was actually really good that day, too. Taco Day is the most popular, by far, for lunch. It&amp;#8217;s turning into a tradition (or maybe it already is?) to have a BBQ on the days we have off. Everyone just eats and eats and we devour the ice cream so fast. It&amp;#8217;s also, unfortunately, been midterms. I&amp;#8217;ve had lots of homework and 2 exams, and there&amp;#8217;s one more before &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I still can&amp;#8217;t believe it&amp;#8217;s March (Mom &amp;#8211; Happy Birthday on the 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, since I&amp;#8217;ll be in Erode on my homestay!!) and the voyage is getting close to being halfway done.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t believe that in 4 days I will be in India&amp;#8230; :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114157042392320940?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114157042392320940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114157042392320940&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114157042392320940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114157042392320940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/sleep-whats-that-how-about-some-sea.html' title='Sleep? What&apos;s that? How about some SEA OLYMPICS!'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114157041561014989</id><published>2006-03-05T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T06:53:35.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Ship Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Everyday while at sea, we get the Noon Report and the 5 o&amp;#8217;clock announcements. Usually there is a &amp;#8220;special question&amp;#8221; which are the stupidest things in the world that are actually asked by people. Are they made up? Maybe some of them, but most of them are true. Whoever I am with at that time, whenever there is a Special Question, we just look at each other like, &amp;#8220;Are you SERIOUS?!&amp;#8221; &amp;nbsp;It makes you wonder about a selection of the people here ;) Here are some of the questions&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Since we are in the Southern Hemisphere, does the sun set in the east?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;If we keep losing an hour, will we miss the sunset?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Is the reason lobster is so expensive because it is extinct?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Is &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Table&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Mountain&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; the flat one?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Do elephants hear so well because of their long trunks?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Do they speak Asian in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;What time do the 10 o&amp;#8217;clock snacks start?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;When we are in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and we want Chinese food, do we just ask for food?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Well, it makes me laugh!! Enjoy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114157041561014989?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114157041561014989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114157041561014989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114157041561014989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114157041561014989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-ship-life.html' title='Oh, Ship Life.'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114130123511752978</id><published>2006-03-02T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T04:07:15.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mauritius: The Middle of the Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;French. Creole. German. Italian. English. There were just a few of the languages I heard on a daily basis while in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Mauritius&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, an island in the middle of the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Indian Ocean&lt;/st1:place&gt; that no one has ever heard of. Think of &lt;st1:State w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; &amp;#8211; wait, no, don&amp;#8217;t. The beaches (such as Flic en Flac and Mont Choisy) were the most amazing and perfect ones that I have ever seen. The water was so blue you could look right down into it. Breathtaking doesn&amp;#8217;t even come close. Warmer than bathwater! I ended our 3-day trip with a trip to Mont Choisy where my friends and I went inner tubing on the perfect azure waves. I flipped twice and probably drank enough saltwater for the rest of my life, but it was a great ending!! Backtracking, on the second day I did a day trip to &amp;#8220;Parc Adventure&amp;#8221; or &lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Adventure&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Park&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; in the southern part of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mauritius&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. With carabineers, we went across rope bridges, slippery logs in the treetops, and ziplines. It was so much fun!! A group of us stayed at the back and has a great time. We got rained on, dirty, just COVERED in mud. After that we were taken to Flic en Flac beach for 2 hours and got to swim and lie out in the sun. Each trip I do, I feel like I make more friends and it&amp;#8217;s just great. That night, it was 2 of my friends birthdays, so we all went up to Grand Baie, an adorable beach town, to celebrate. That was great, too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;The central Market in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Port   Louis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was awesome. I did a lot of bargaining and came out with items that I got down to 1/3 of the original asking price! The food I ate was wonderful; I had some Chow Mein-type dish and some Samosa-type pastries (points if you know what those are!). We are some random foods at the food market which was great, too. Also had some amazing pizza on Tuesday night where I used &amp;#8220;un peux Francais&amp;#8221; to get buy, since no one else knew any French! The basics get you very far. English is the official language, but French and Creole are widely used due to the fact that 68% of the population is Indo-Mauritian. The bargaining was a great way to practice for the upcoming countries. Most people rented villas at the beaches, but I didn&amp;#8217;t. EVERYONE got bitten by bugs, the running joke was &amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t get the Chicken Nugget/Chicamunga virus&amp;#8221; which we had been slightly warned about before &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mauritius&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &amp;#8211; there was no problem, everyone used bug spray and we STILL got bitten up! Some people are covered on their legs, I just have some on the backs of my calves from the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Adventure&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Park&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; trip!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;On the first day, I went wandering around the Caudan Waterfront of &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Port Louis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and the Market. It was hustling and bustling, lots of people (1.2 million on the island) and everyone was buying goods and bartering around us. I pretended that I was from &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;South Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and sometimes I spoke German to confuse the sellers. It was so much fun. In the afternoon I had a Service Visit to the SOS Children&amp;#8217;s Village in Bambou. It was very interesting. There were seven 2-story houses where 6-7 kids lived. They go to school during the day and play/do homework during the rest of the day. Each house has a &amp;#8220;mother&amp;#8221; (not biological, all the kids are orphans and most of them had been abused and neglected) and an &amp;#8220;aunt&amp;#8221; who is there while the &amp;#8220;mother&amp;#8221; works. I spoke one of the mothers who was very nice and told me all about how the village runs. The kids come at young ages and stay until 18, where they are given savings and move into a middle house. It&amp;#8217;s a sad situation, since none of them are able to go to college. All my service visits definitely put things into perspective!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;font   size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;Mauritius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt; was a good median. It wasn&amp;#8217;t that long, but the strong Indian culture and the Market will help the culture shock when we arrive in India in 7 days (and 1.5 hours of time change)&amp;#8230; The seas are extremely rough right now, with swells at approximately 11-13ft. It&amp;#8217;s incredibly cloudy and raining a little bit, but still in the high 70s with some humidity. A lot of people are seasick, including professors. Now it&amp;#8217;s study time &amp;#8211; I have 3 midterms over the next 4 days. Next stop, the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; most populous country in the world!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114130123511752978?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114130123511752978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114130123511752978&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114130123511752978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114130123511752978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/03/mauritius-middle-of-indian-ocean.html' title='Mauritius: The Middle of the Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-114044708190481738</id><published>2006-02-20T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T07:13:24.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Days Is Not Enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/IMG_0614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in South Africa. The past 7 days have been unbelievable. Like the other ports, my posts here won't do it justice! The extended time was perfect and DEFINITELY not too short! I saw Amber everyday, went out 5 of the 7 nights including a big excursion to Stellenbosch which was amazing. I cycled in the winelands on Wednesday to the point where I do not believe I need to work out ever again ;) I walked around the Waterfront on Tuesday after we got into the port so late and only got off the ship at 2pm. The experiences are honestly indescribable. I visited Khayelitsha Township on Saturday, went to Robben Island today, went to Camps Bay for lunch twice, went on a Township Music tour on Thursday with SUCH good food and music (some of us split the cost of a CD), went up to Table Mountain on the cable car - I should have hiked it but I didn't feel like there was enough time. On Saturday evening I went to the Rugby game at Newlands which was so cool. My cousin Amber taught us all the rules. I ate pies, samosas, biltong, droewors, and droewors all week. I was also lucky enough to visit Amber at University of Cape Town on top of seeing her everyday, plus seeing my uncle Dave and Grandma, too! I was fortunate to have family here to take care of me and drive me around at times. The clubs and the nightlife are my favorite - especially when it's with locals and NOT a ton of SAS students! Last night I took a few friends to my uncle's for a Braai (a bbq) which was SOOOO good - ship food gets so bland and boring. This is just a quick blog update, it doesn't even touch on everything I did, everything that happened, or the amazing friends I have made. Each port just gets better and better. Nothing compares to this experience, I am soaking it all in, getting NO sleep in port, but hey, you only live once, right? No regrets at all, I can certainly say I have none from South Africa! Enjoy the pictures, being halfway around the world rocks. Can I just spend the rest of my life on Semester at Sea with all these people? I am loving life, nothing could ever do this justice, the words and thoughts in my head are incredible and the memories just keep getting better and better, I know I keep saying that but it's so true. I meet new people on some of the trips and through other friends and I love relating all the crazy stories that people have. Just...wow. This is amazing and I love it. Next stop, Mauritius!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-114044708190481738?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/114044708190481738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=114044708190481738&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114044708190481738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/114044708190481738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/02/7-days-is-not-enough.html' title='7 Days Is Not Enough...'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113927332816546736</id><published>2006-02-06T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:48:51.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;I have just spent 3 amazing days in the Amazon. Words cannot truly describe or capture the experience, the sights, the sounds, and everything else. It was unbelievable. 25 of us boarded a 2-level semi-run down boat that was to be our home for the next 2 nights. Hammocks were hung practically on top of each other on the upper deck &amp;#8211; how much fun to have a ton of roommates! It was such an experience and our boat (Yellow Group) bonded so well, just like I bonded with my hammock&amp;#8230; and now I own it!! I am going to try to keep this update short, as I am currently exhausted from travelling, staying up late and getting up early, and doing so many things I can&amp;#8217;t even remember them all. Our incredible activities with our awesome guides, Chico and Tiago, included hiking through the rainforest, alligator catching at night, visiting an abandoned village, piranha fishing (I didn&amp;#8217;t catch one), a Luau, lots of naps in my hammock, playing cards, eating lots and LOTS of papaya and plantains, and playing soccer with the older kids in one of the villages we visited. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;The highlight? HOLDING A SLOTH!! While we were being shown the Amazon in little motorized boats, young kids in canoes would paddle to us with anacondas, sloths, and alligators. We would hold them and pay them a dollar for pictures. The sloth was the cutest thing in the world! It was 3-toed and just wanted to grab onto anything and everything &amp;#8211; including the pillars on the boat and the seats, so I have some pictures of me attempting to pull it off. So cute! And really soft. Its head could turn almost 180 degrees which was cool and it had the most adorable face ever. I seriously considered taking it home with me! ;) What a great pet, haha. While on our rainforest walk, I swung from a vine, that was cool.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;Yesterday, 30 minutes after I got back from the Amazon, I raced off to a Brazilian Soccer Game!! It was amazing &amp;#8211; at least 50,000 fans, shouting and screaming and being belligerent. It was such a blast and a great way to end the trip to &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Overall, I will say that &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Salvador&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was a scary city, and even though we were warned about the dangers, it was quite a bit to take in, especially the poverty. It was eye-opening and I am very glad I visited it, even for 1.5 days because of my trip, but I will say that I doubt I&amp;#8217;ll go back again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;Now we have 8 days until we arrive in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;South Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I couldn&amp;#8217;t be more excited, of course! Our Inter-Port Lecturer/Guest is Dennis Brutus who was introduced to us this morning during Global Studies. He played a huge role in the abolition of Apartheid and even spent a few years alongside Nelson Mandela in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Robben&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. It will be extremely interesting to hear him speak tomorrow during class and for the next week.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Verdana'&gt;This was just a short entry &amp;#8211; I hope you are all doing great! Next entry? Probably sometime after &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:City&gt; and between &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mauritius&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I joined the Students of Service committee (SOS) and am helping out with organizing events, like a huge game of Spoons, Texas Hold&amp;#8217;Em, Bingo, a dance party/marathon, and possibly an auction to raise money for charity. It&amp;#8217;s going to be a blast! Time to get back to studying&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113927332816546736?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113927332816546736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113927332816546736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113927332816546736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113927332816546736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/02/amazon.html' title='The Amazon!'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113830350726816157</id><published>2006-01-26T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:25:08.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Puerto Rico!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Hi readers! I hope everything is going well. I just spent 3 amazing days in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Puerto Rico&lt;/st1:place&gt;, seeing the sights and meeting some great people. Day 1 (Monday) started out with a pretty lame City Orientation that I would not recommend, except for seeing a fort and then walking around Old San Juan. Dad, you&amp;#8217;d be proud &amp;#8211; we went down an alley and found a restaurant with ONLY locals and had some awesome food for $4.50. I am now a big fan of plantains, the small bananas, especially when they are sweet and caramelized! Steph, Ryan and I wandered around Old San Juan, walked all the way from the ship there and back. At the main cruise ship docks there were HUGE ships, at least double the Explorer. They looked like buildings themselves!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Since Puerto Rico is &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place  w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; territory, there is such an influence here &amp;#8211; fast food, stores, music&amp;#8230; But it was fun. Monday evening I went to the Welcome Reception at &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName  w:st="on"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; which was awesome! I was completely blown away by the hospitality of the students and faculty who were stoked to have us there. When we arrived, they were all clapping and there were even 2 stilt walkers. The mayor of &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bayamon&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; (the city where CU is located) even presented one of our professors with a really nice letter/plaque saying how special this opportunity was! We got introduced to the faculty of the university in there extremely modern auditorium, watched a promotional film, then went outside to this huge area that was set up with a band, tons of Puerto Rican food/snacks they were constantly giving us, and some tables where we could buy things. We watched a ballet performance and then a Bomba dance with large colorful dresses and the male partners all in white tuxes with different colored ties. I also got 2 bags of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName  w:st="on"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; paraphernalia like highlighters, pencils, a t-shirt, calculator, etc etc. Got back to the home away from home, hung out with my friends, and got about 4 hours of sleep! I have come to the conclusion that while we are in port, I am going to do everything possible and get very little sleep and then make up for it (or try to!) while we are on the ship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;On Tuesday I had an 8am start to El Yunque Rainforest. Our guide was hilarious, 3 people fell in the mud, it started to pour for 3 minutes and then stopped, I tried to find a parrot until I found out there were only 60 of them in all of Puerto Rico, so that was shot down. The rainforest was gorgeous and so was the waterfall we passed and the hike was good. Wandered around Old San Juan again that afternoon, searched for an Internet Café for an hour, and did a lot of walking. In the evening I had &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName  w:st="on"&gt;Bioluminescent&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;Bay&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; which was AMAZING! Check this out: &lt;a href="http://www.biobay.com/"&gt;http://www.biobay.com&lt;/a&gt;. Words can&amp;#8217;t even describe how cool the experience was, and even though I had a blonde moment and left my swimsuit in the cabin, there was NO WAY I wasn&amp;#8217;t going to swim in the bioluminescence. So, I did, which is hands down one of the coolest things I have ever done. Wow. I was glowing/sparkling and it was so neat. On the bus ride back at 1am it definitely hit me that I was doing amazing things and having the experience of a lifetime. I can&amp;#8217;t even imagine what is going to happen next!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Last day in port, I did the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName  w:st="on"&gt;Rio&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Camuy&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:PlaceType  w:st="on"&gt;Caves&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for the majority of the day which was actually disappointing. It wasn&amp;#8217;t as big as I thought it would be. Don&amp;#8217;t get me wrong, the caves were cool, but it was not what I expected. If we had maybe spent more time or been able to wander around without a guide and go propelling (like the introductory video showed us) it might have been better. But hey, you win some and lose some!! I did meet a few new people, so Katie, Mark and I headed back to Old San Juan with our laptops and sat in an Internet Café for an hour, went to Walgreen&amp;#8217;s where it was STUFFED with SAS kids stocking up on everything you can imagine. I did a lot of SAS trips, some of which I liked and some which were okay, but it was a perfect way to meet a lot of people, especially since it was our first port!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Departure last night was awesome. At 10pm, everyone was out on the back deck. Pulling away from the dock was cool and watching Puerto Rico/San Juan fade into the distance marked the next leg of our journey. A ton of kids had gotten extremely wasted and were singing and dancing and being loud&amp;#8230; definitely interesting. Everyone was using their cell phones for the last time until &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;San Diego&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;!! We took &amp;#8220;leaving port&amp;#8221; pictures and then my guitar buddies (aka Todd and Charlie) had a fun jam session as we all watched the land disappear towards the horizon. Around midnight I decided it was homework time (because yes, I am taking classes!) so I did some reading, picked out trips that I want to do for the rest of the ports, and wrote my project proposal for my Environmental Studies class &amp;#8211; urbanization and population, focusing on South Africa, India, and probably China. I am getting to know a lot of people and slowly making amazing friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Now it&amp;#8217;s reading time for my classes! I will try and do a short update after Neptune Day on January 30 when we cross the equator. I can&amp;#8217;t wait to get to &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the Amazon!! Bye from somewhere between Puerto Rico and South America&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113830350726816157?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113830350726816157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113830350726816157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113830350726816157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113830350726816157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/01/after-puerto-rico.html' title='After Puerto Rico!'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113795650071309859</id><published>2006-01-22T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T12:58:53.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Before Puerto Rico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/resized.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/resized.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/resized.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/resized.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/IMG_0140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hopefully this will work – I am here sitting in the Piano Lounge with about 15 other SASers and we are all e-mailing or blogging. This journey has been amazing so far; I don’t feel like words can even describe it. Pulling out of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nassau&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was breathtaking, as was the sunset over the ocean. Yesterday and today have been the worst in terms of pitching and rolling, with swells up to 11 feet!! Classes began yesterday after a day of Orientation and meeting so many people that no one can remember or keep track of it all. I love my room and Janelle (my roommate) and I are having a blast. I’m glad I roomed with someone I know! Sleep has been difficult for the past 2 nights, but I think I’m getting used to being rocked to sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Global Studies is interesting, especially when we have different faculty lecture for part of it. My Environmental Studies class for my Bio requirement looks like a lot of work, especially in terms of the research project we have to do along with keeping Field Notes and a Field Journal. My favorite class of all is my Marketing Tourism class. The professor is laid back, has a great sense of humor, and loves the topic. Everyone is really excited about the class, too, so it doesn’t matter that it’s at 8am! I haven’t had Business Law yet, but I know 3 people in it. We’ve had “Sea” meetings (like hall meetings) and I’m in the “&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Red Sea&lt;/st1:place&gt;.” Everyone is so friendly and I am meeting a great group of people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We arrive in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Puerto Rico&lt;/st1:place&gt; tomorrow but we still have to go through a rough storm tonight. I’ve been to the Campus Store and Supplies Store and played a ton of cards. I still haven’t watched a movie yet – but that’ll change shortly, I’m sure! I’m doing the 5 trips in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Puerto Rico&lt;/st1:place&gt; and can’t wait. As of right now I am planning to do &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; independently with some friends, I have NO clue what I want to do in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (Bagan sounds enticing..) and I want to do service visits in Brazil (day before the Amazon), South Africa, and Mauritius. Everything is just being dumped on us so hard and fast that a lot of people are getting really bogged down with things to do, myself included. E-mail has become my de-stresser since I refuse to nap yet. I’m sure that’ll change quickly, too… My favorite place, other than the Lounge, is the Pool Deck/Bar on the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; floor. The smoothies are amazing, especially the papaya one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The ship is rolling and pitching like crazy. A lot of people are seasick, including some of the faculty, staff, and crew. We are all handling it pretty well – except when I had to run out of Environmental Studies yesterday morning because we had class in room 7 which is a cornered off part of the Union. I’m doing better today, it was just a few hours yesterday where I felt pretty sick. Everything is just awesome and so much fun, I feel like there is so much to do and not enough time!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope you guys are having a great time wherever you may be. I am having the experience of a lifetime even though it hasn’t hit me yet and I have no idea when it will. I’ll update again after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;Puerto Rico&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;!! Bye kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113795650071309859?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113795650071309859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113795650071309859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113795650071309859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113795650071309859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/01/day-before-puerto-rico.html' title='Day Before Puerto Rico'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113744634709744754</id><published>2006-01-16T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T13:19:07.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After record rain here in Washington State, you cannot imagine how excited I am to go to the warmth of the Bahamas! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27 days&lt;/span&gt; of straight rain definitely has an impact on a person's psyche, especially when they are cooped up at home and anxious to leave on such an adventure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months and weeks and days and hours of preparation, including numerous doctor visits/shots/malaria incidents, I am finally packed and good to go. 2 duffels bags, a small carry-on and 1 backpack later, I'm PREPARED. My parents are excited and so am I. They have been a HUGE support, being almost more excited than I am and helping me get ready and organized. Thanks to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonderful Mom&lt;/span&gt;, I have manila envelopes for each country, and folders for all of my papers (class stuff, field trip stuff, mail/address labels, important documents, etc). I cannot wait to see them in Vietnam and do a trip to Hanoi/Halong Bay. They are the most amazing people and I thank them for everything they have done and given me, especially this trip of a lifetime, and I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;glad I get to share part of it with them!! Mom and Dad: Thank you for giving me the world! (I know you guys are going to be checking email and this website 23483942303 times a day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly out tonight from Seattle to Newark, NJ and then have a morning flight tomorrow and arrive in Nassau around noon. My Mom leaves Seattle 15 minutes after me, flies through Charlotte, NC and arrives in Nassau 30 minutes before me. ;) We are spending 1.5 days in Nassau before the ship embarks on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday at 6pm&lt;/span&gt;! On Wednesday, we're playing golf and in the evening she is going onto the MV Explorer for a Parent's Reception. I cannot wait to start meeting all my shipmates and making life-long friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try my best to update this blog, hopefully after each port. Because of our lack of internet minutes, we'll see how that goes, but I promise to make an attempt. Also, be sure to leave comments!! I want to hear about how everyone else is doing back in the States. Just click the "Comment" link below and then click "Other" and enter your name and leave a message. Postcards/letters are amazing and if you do send one (see the post below on "Mail"), make sure to include your address and you'll get one in return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all finally coming together after waiting so long, and I don't want it to end yet. I'm nervous but also excited. I can't wait to be thrown out of my comfort zone: new friends, new experiences, lots of stories and pictures and adventures and doing my favorite thing in the entire world - travelling! I can't wait to explore the Rio Camuy Caves in Puerto Rico, float down the Amazon in Brazil, visit my best friend in the entire world in Cape Town, do a homestay in India, see incredible architecture in Myanmar, experience Vietnam with my parents (and celebrate my Dad's birthday the day we port!), visit the Great Wall in China, and eat sushi in Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now, I miss everyone already and I can't wait to be back. Be ready to have your ears talked off ;) I haven't even left yet and I know my family is sick of hearing about Semester At Sea, haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"For the born         traveller, travelling is a besetting vice. Like other         vices, it is imperious, demanding its victim's time,         money, energy and the sacrifice of comfort." -Aldous         Huxley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113744634709744754?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113744634709744754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113744634709744754&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113744634709744754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113744634709744754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunshine-time.html' title='Sunshine Time!'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113614782499754096</id><published>2006-01-01T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:37:05.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PreSale Confirmation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/39315000/jpg/_39315402_rainforest_bbc_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/39315000/jpg/_39315402_rainforest_bbc_300.jpg" alt="The Amazon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What a nice way to start of the New Year. I am REALLY happy and excited. I got my PreSale confirmation trips in the mail. In Puerto Rico, I'll be doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;City Orientation: Old and New San Juan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome Reception&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El Yunque Rain Forest&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bioluminescent Bay&lt;/span&gt;, and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio Camuy Caves&lt;/span&gt;. I chose to do a lot of day trips in Puerto Rico to get to know people, plus I wanted to do all these ones :) In Brazil, I got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt; trip!!! This, of all the trips that SAS offers, was definitely my FIRST choice! I'll be exploring the Amazon on a small boat for 3 days. I know that I would never visit the Amazon otherwise, and who knows what will happen to the place in the future. I think it's a wonderful opportunity. My other overnight trips include a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Village Homestay in Erode, India&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanoi/Halong Bay &lt;/span&gt;in Vietnam with my parents when they visit me there. Needless to say, I am VERY excited about all of them and have heard nothing but amazing things from SAS alumni who have done these trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pacificvillage.org/villagevoices/vietnamstudent05/halong%20bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pacificvillage.org/villagevoices/vietnamstudent05/halong%20bay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kaleidoscope.caribseek.com/Michael_DeFreitas/Going_Underground/images/RioCamuyCave1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://kaleidoscope.caribseek.com/Michael_DeFreitas/Going_Underground/images/RioCamuyCave1.jpg" alt="Rio Camuy Caves" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asienguiden.se/vietnam/hanoi/hanoi_bilder/bilder/hanoi_traffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.asienguiden.se/vietnam/hanoi/hanoi_bilder/bilder/hanoi_traffic.jpg" alt="Hanoi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113614782499754096?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113614782499754096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113614782499754096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113614782499754096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113614782499754096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2006/01/presale-confirmation.html' title='PreSale Confirmation!'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113557336135209631</id><published>2005-12-25T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:21:17.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://semesteratsea.com/images/taketourlarge/taketour_classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://semesteratsea.com/images/taketourlarge/taketour_classroom.jpg" alt="Ship Classroom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, that's right: I will be taking classes on the ship!  Of the 100-day voyage, approximately 55 days will be spent on the boat and 45 days in port. On the boat, the class schedule is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A-day/B-day&lt;/span&gt; and our "weekends" will be the days in port, as well as the occasional day off from class while at sea. My classes are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geography 1000: Global Studies (required)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biology 0810: Intro to Environmental Studies&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marketing 1449: Topics in International Marketing - Tourism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Business 1760: Business Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Semester at Sea recommends just taking 4 classes (12 units) during the voyage, which is what I'll be doing, since each course requires Faculty Directed Practica (aka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FDP&lt;/span&gt;'s) that are part of your grade, excursions you must do in some of the ports and then use them in a paper and/or journal. Plus, the semester is shorter than normal and they have to cram an entire semester's worth of material into 45 days of classes! I'm extremely excited for the Tourism class, it sounds VERY interesting, and I can't wait for Global Studies. I love geography and learning about other cultures (duh...why else would I be going on SAS?!) but I've never taken a class about that particular subject. Of course, as I'm sure you could guess, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least &lt;/span&gt;excited about Biology. Hence the reason I'm a Business major! ;) Anyone wanna be my tutor? LOL!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113557336135209631?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113557336135209631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113557336135209631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113557336135209631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113557336135209631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/classes.html' title='Classes.'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113557147337170493</id><published>2005-12-25T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:39:44.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/airmail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/airmail.jpg" alt="AirMail" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would absolutely love to receive mail while I'm on the ship to hear about how everyone else is doing. Even a postcard would be great! Of course I'll send something in return. :)  Send mail to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nicki Osborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;C/O: MV Explorer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival Date**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Port Agent Address**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Important: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The U.S. Post Office recommends sending international mail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;at least two weeks in advance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, so try to send it BEFORE the suggested dates below. Letters/Postcards should be sent &lt;b&gt;Airmail&lt;/b&gt; only, do not enclose currency or send package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;San Juan, Puerto Rico (Suggested airmail date January 9)&lt;br /&gt;January 23, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cruise Plus Service &amp; Sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1760 Fernandez Juncos Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;San Juan, Puerto Rico, 00909&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Salvador, Brazil (Suggested airmail date January 18)&lt;br /&gt;February 1, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oceanus Agencia Maritima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Av. Estados Unidos, 555&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7th Floor/Room 712&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;40015-010 Salvador, BAHIA-BRASIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cape Town, South Africa (Suggested airmail date January 31)&lt;br /&gt;February 14, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;John T. Rennie &amp; Sons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PO Box 702&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Thibault House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8000 Cape Town, SOUTH AFRICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Port Louis, Maritius (Suggested airmail date February 11)&lt;br /&gt;February 27, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ireland Blyth Limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Queen Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PO Box 53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Port Louis, MAURITIUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chennai, India (Suggested airmail date February 23)&lt;br /&gt;March 9, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;J.M. Baxi &amp; CO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3rd Floor, Clive Battery Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 &amp;amp; 4A, Rajaji Salai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chennai-600 001, INDIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yangon, Myanmar (Suggested airmail date March 2)&lt;br /&gt;March 16, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Myanmar Port Authority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sea Horse Agency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;347/1st Floor, Mahabandoola Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kyauktada, Yangon, Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam (Suggested airmail date March 11)&lt;br /&gt;March 26, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;General Forwarding &amp; Agency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5th Floor Osic Building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8 Nguyen Hue Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;D. 1, Ho Chi Minh City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;VIETNAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hong Kong (Suggested airmail date March 20)&lt;br /&gt;April 3, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Inchcape Shipping Services (HK) Ltd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Units 1802-1805, 18th Floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No 3 Lockhart Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wanchai, HONG KONG-CHINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Qindao, China (Suggested airmail date March 24)&lt;br /&gt;April 7, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Penavico Qingdao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21 Wuxia Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quingdao, 266002, P.R. CHINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kobe, Japan (Suggested airmail date March 28)&lt;br /&gt;April 11, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Inchcape Shipping Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kenryu Bldg, Room 502&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6, Kaigan-dori, Chuo-ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kobe-shi, Hyogo-Ken 650-0024&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JAPAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113557147337170493?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113557147337170493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113557147337170493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113557147337170493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113557147337170493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/mail-time.html' title='Mail Time!'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20182619.post-113556085779803957</id><published>2005-12-25T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T14:40:17.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 days and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/1600/ship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2017/200/ship.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's Christmas Day, December 25, and coincidentally enough it is also 25 days until I board the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MV Explorer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to embark upon a once-in-a-lifetime trip known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.semesteratsea.com/"&gt;Semester at Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Welcome to my journal. I will be using it while I am at sea from January 19th until April 28th of 2006. Enjoy, check back often, and leave comments and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nickiosborn@gmail.com"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nickiosborn@gmail.com"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;MV Explorer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; is a 24,300-ton ship with a length of 525 feet, beam of 84 feet and draft of 24 feet. It was built in 2002 by German shipbuilders Blohm &amp;amp; Voss, and is the fastest passenger ship in the world with a cruising speed of 28 knots. In terms of facilities, it boasts a computer lab with Internet access, student union, mini library, campus store, 2 dining rooms, 9 classrooms, swimming pool, lounges, over 350 cabins, and a fitness center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program itself started in 1963 and has more than 42,000 alumni. Students spend a semester (or summer) visiting other countries and cultures while earning academic credit. The academic sponsor recently changed from the University of Pittsburgh to the &lt;a href="http://www.semesteratsea.com/aboutus/newacademicaffiliation.html"&gt;University of Virginia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20182619-113556085779803957?l=nickiatsea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/feeds/113556085779803957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20182619&amp;postID=113556085779803957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113556085779803957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20182619/posts/default/113556085779803957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickiatsea.blogspot.com/2005/12/25-days-and-counting.html' title='25 days and counting...'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18379716318964065935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/38/39/4/35/5/2436435050092367539bkRzyd_th.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
