"Down here at Cape Spartel is the celebrated cave of Hercules, where the hero took refuge when he was vanquished and driven out of the Tangier country. It is full of inscriptions in the dead languages, which fact makes me think Hercules could not have traveled much, else he would not have kept a journal."

-"The Innocents Abroad," Mark Twain

Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Unexpected

To begin with, I will give you the news first and the pictures later: I have jammed my right wrist and POSSIBLY broken my left wrist. Yes, possibly. The doctors cannot decide - some say it is broken, others not. Anyway, I now have a cast on it. I was not offered any color options, so it is that color of things that glow in the dark and your know it should be white but it isn't really. But that is not the important thing. HOW, Mary Beth, could you DO such a thing? Don't you know that wrists are important to be able to do things, like play a viola?! Yes, I know. It's not like it was intentional. On Wednesdays, I have PE in the afternoon, so of course, that is where I was. The period was almost over, and we ran relays backwards. I, being me, managed to trip, and fell backwards, catching myself from behind with my hands. Quite simple actions, very frustrating consequences.

Going backwards (ha, ha) to last weekend, we were outside and I have a few spring-ish pictures for you:

These little purple flowers are everywhere!

Not the most flattering picture of myself, but you know spring is approaching when you are able to stick your hand in a creek long enough to take a picture from below! (Can you believe how clear the water is?)

GREEN! NO SNOW!
 This week is my spring break, so I hope to have something up by the time it is over! Should be interesting with our visitors, my lack of capabilities due to my bound wrists, and our travels... and in case I do not post before Easter, Happy Easter to you all!

XOXO, mary beth

P.S. I forgot to post this last time I wrote, but my host sister and I made lemon poppy seed muffins :)

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Just a Something

BAM! It's just three days after I last posted, and I am doing so again! Well, okay. It's more like compensation for the ridiculously vague last one. Or rather, specific but not at all personal. Yes, I would say that sums it up much better.

Today was a rather odd day, considering that I took the bus for an hour to get to school, had French class for an hour, waited for the bus for a little under an hour, and then rode in it back home for an hour. No, that is not normal. However, my German class was canceled, and my class had Italian exams (I am not learning Italian); my schedule ended up looking like this:

French
Free Period
Free Period
Geography (where the teacher ignores me and I read)
Free Period
Free Period
Free Period
2 hours of PE

I called my host mom, and she, thankfully, was willing to let me return home after French. Instead, this is how  I went about conducting my one-time homeschooling experience:

Music

Applied Arts

Physical Education

Experimental Photography -  Today's Topic of Focus:
Photography While Biking

Foreign Affairs

German Literature
Technology






Current Events (in German)






Hope your day went well!
love from, mary beth

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Time Goes Faster Than You Think

Well, um, yes. It’s March. I have been doing things. I’m sure you have, too. Like usual, you know. The weather has been blooming (ahead of the flowers), and the lake is (mostly) liquid again. I don’t have too much new for you today, but I Skyped with my mom the other day, and she reminded me that it would probably be a good idea to reassure you all that I am still here and not, in fact, dead.

We have celebrated two birthdays here, one in the family and one with friends, since I last wrote. Here is a picture of a particularly good-looking bread basket from one of the restaurants and my host-mom-made birthday cake:




I have been skiing, walking, hiking, and bike riding (!), read books, gone to the library, talked to people, sent emails, wrote letters, ate food with people, ate food near people, ate food alone, gone to school, studied French, loved French, hated French, played music, listened to music, contemplated the concept of music, received a package from home, read things about the college process and individual colleges, watched good and bad movies, watched Youtube videos, Googled, put off writing a blog, read other blogs instead, and took a few (very few) pictures.  I think that covers (most) everything.

I mentioned that the weather is ahead of the flowers, however, we saw this area yesterday that is already FILLED with flowers:




Hope you remembered your green yesterday and enjoyed good Irish music!
XOXO,
mary beth

P.S. Before I left, I started reading The Innocents Abroad by Twain, which is where the title for this blog came from. However, I did not finish it before I arrived and ended up putting off after arriving; finally, I have begun to complete the read. If you are not familiar with the story, it is the account of his journey across Europe. He spoke of travelling to Milan and seeing the cathedral – it was only after I was halfway through his description when I became aware of the fact that I have been there! I cannot express my shock and amazement at my shock of realizing this!
P.P.S I have approximately 4 MONTHS left before I return!