Interdisciplinary: INTL 2980
Here are my reflections on my trip to London.
London is perhaps the biggest, busiest, and most beautiful city I have ever seen. There isn't a lot of grass or trees in the main part of the city, but outside the city is so green! I remember looking out the window from the airplane and noticing how vibrant and lush it was outside.
I love the sea. I guess technically it's the English Channel. I collected sea shells, in spite of the rain. I was not cold at all. The water was the most alluring shade of blue-grey-teal. I fell in love!
By far my favorite part is the architecture here, though. I will never cease to gawk in awe at how beautifully aged each brick is--how ornate stonework on a simple apartment building in a run-down part of town gives a brief glimpse into a time long gone. It's magical here. I feel like Alice in Wonderland.
Already some of the girls are complaining of how banal the days are becoming, but how can I complain when there are thousands of years worth of stories here, just waiting to be heard.
Utah is lovely. I will always look at that mountain ridge and see my home. But because of its geographical location, there isn't a single building older than 200 years. The only time I've felt in Utah the way I feel here every day is when I've visited the ancient cave drawings and old ruins of the Native Americans.
It's such a Transcendental feeling, being in an old ruin. How awe-inspiring it is knowing you are just one of billions of people that have been living for thousands of years. How beautifully spiritual it is to stand where they stood and see what they built so long ago.It's a feeling of connecting as a human to other humans, but also a feeling of something else--animal to earth? Man to God? Whatever it is, it gives me a sense of something greater and more lasting than just myself.
I would give anything to be able to travel the world for the rest of my in search of this feeling.
