Holy moley.
These are the only words I can describe of our weekend in Salzburg/Munich. A very happy birthday for Mike, indeed. It didn't really sink in that we were going there. My only focus for the day was just to get onto the plane. We took the Easybus to the airport, which was quite an experience of its own. The driver was horrible and kept stopping short. After about 20 minutes of this I was feeling a bit queasy...so I just went to sleep (solver of all my problems...except staying awake in class...just kidding Mom). The flight and going through customs we uneventful. So we were in Salzburg. Woot! Now what???
It took us about half an hour to figure out how to get to our hostel. The ticket stand was just absolutely ridiculous. It was in German! The audacity of those Austrians. The airport was pretty much shutting down so no one could help us so we just hopped on the next bus and paid there. We had a transfer but had to wait about 20 minutes so we went exploring. Led by our growling stomachs we happened upon a pub/food stand. Again the Austrians strike again by putting their menu not in English. But at least this stand was kind enough to put comical pictures next to some of the choices. So we had a choice of smiling hamburgers or cowboy hotdogs. Decisions decisions. Mike went up to the window and had decided on the hamburger looking meal. He asked for a "Ruck Zuck" as the menu stated. Think of how you would pronounce that. Well, you're probably wrong because it sounds like "rook zook." The workers got a big laugh out of Mike's faux pax (what's that term in German?). It turned out to be a very delicious grilled chicken sandwich. All I cared about was that they weren't stingy with the chili powder. Mmm mmm.
Our hostel (actually a hotel but it was mainly for students) was in a pretty nice part of town. Very quaint and very scenic. It was only a 10 minute walk from down town. We crashed there then hit up the free breakfast. They had a pretty good spread of cereal, cold cuts, and an awesome swirl pound cake. I filled up my 1 quart size airline bag with some granola for the day and we headed out for the unknown.
Salzburg is a beautiful town. One of the best I've seen in Europe so far. What I loved so much about our day was that we had absolutely no plans. We had a map of the town and just walked around. We first ran into the New Town. One of the most memorable things was Mirabell Gardens. There was a palace there (huge) but the garden was out of this world. There were statues everywhere and the flower scheme was beautiful. We also found a little garden with all these gnome statues of these guys with some pretty silly impressions.
We walked around a bit further, slowly making our way to the Old Town to see the big man's house, Mozart! I remember going there once in high school and it was pretty cool. It was different this time but I think just getting there was the best part. Walking along the river is just gorgeous. I can't even describe it. It was the most beautiful day out, you could see the Alps off in the distance and the town is so rustic and quaint. You can feel the ages and history that has happened here. Mozart's house was OK, not phenomenal but a must see for all musicians. I did get to see some of the original instruments he used to play and compose with. Other than that there wasn't much else to see. We knew from the minute we crossed the river we HAD to get up to the fortress.
We headed in that direction and ran into a street market at the base of the mountain. There was giant tent up and street performers and a carinval. It was pretty sweet. Andrew, Mike and I slurged on some giant pretzels. I got a chocolate and jam pretzel, Mike an apple pretzet and Andrew rocked out with the poppey seed. Interesting how I always remember the specifics of food. A brass quartet started playing outside (all in lederhosen...YES!). Mike went up the Euphonium player because he wasn't playing a Euphonium. Mike asked what it was but the man didn't speak much English. After some confusion the guy said "Baritone?" Which just set me off laughing. But I know have it on good authority that it actually was a Baryton. An austrian version of the Euph. So Mike played it a bit after trying to wash down bits of pretzel still in his mouth. Yet we would not be swayed from our quest.
The fortress was just a looming figure over the city and there was no way our day would end without getting up there. It was quite a hike though. There's a mini rail train that takes people up but being the ever frugal and cheap college kids that we are we decided to walk it. Well, severals stops and 20 minutes later we ascended to our goal. The sheer size of it....there is nothing to compare it. We took a tour inside and learned a lot about its history and that of the town. I won't bore you with the details but if you're a history nut--as I am--I highly suggest looking it up.
After coming down we stopped at the giant tent because we heard brass bands playing inside. It was great inside there. People were eating, drinking and having a good time. We sat down and had a half pint of beer. Then I saw the most miraculous thing...a giant liter mug of beer. Ahh. I immediately ordered one and my cohorts quickly behind me. Prost, as they say, and away we drank. We enjoyed the bands, the beer and the rest of the beer. Well, after such an exhausting day we decided to find our other hostel. But Mike had it in his head to try out the shooting game. I, always being the rational one, thought that wasn't such a great idea. But it was Mike's birthday after all so we indulged him. He was a pretty bad shot considering all the beer and schnapps we had (did I forget to mention the schnapps). I gave it a shot and fared much better. Thank you Rifle merit badge.
On to the next and most important day. OKTOBERFEST!!! We met our other friend, Margaret, who is studying in Linz, Austria early in the morning to catch a train to Munich. The train ride was fantastic. There's no other way to travel in Europle like the train. Seeing the countryside is a great experience. We finally made it Munich, we were very excited and we had no idea where were going. Solution: follow the gian crowd. Oktoberfest just opened up like a beautiful landscape over a hill. It was massive. The place was like a giant amusment park with many giant beer tents. It was the first day so nothing was happening in the morning except trying to find a seat. We did find one in a tent and were just waiting for noon...when the Lord Mayor has the honor of tapping the first keg and letting the debauchery that is Oktoberfest ensue. I'll gloss over the day as it was pretty glossy for me.
It was a great time. A couple set backs but nothing matters because we were actually there! By the afternoon we ended up sitting outside with a buch of Bavarians not much older than us. They were really cool and very welcoming. We sat with them all day and got to know each other. They taught me some German and we had intense discussions about why the people next to us were such jerks, which they were but whatever. I wish I could tell you more about the time but it's just an experience you have to live for yourself. I would highly encourage anyone to check it out. It's so easy to get there and you just show and have a good time. We made it back to Salzburg pretty late that night all in one piece. We all went to bed very happy (because it was awesome and no one got sick!) that night. The next morning we caught our plane back to London and I swear it all felt like a dream. I do have the pictures to prove it...which I promise I will figure out how to post some on this blog.
I'm trying to best to catch up but I'm just getting out there collecting material to put up on the blog. Thanks for following my travels and check back soon. My goal...tomorrow night about my internship or stonehenge. Until then.
PROST!!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Overloading
Man, so much I've been up to since my last post. I'm sure I've forgotten a lot of it but I'm still smiling so I guess that's a good sign. I've seen musicals, plays, street bands, archers and pubs (of course). Most significant events the past week or so...our first trip with the London Centre.
This past weekend we spent two days in Warwick, Stratford-Upon-Avon and Oxford. What an incredible trip! We visited the castle at Warwick which dates back to William the Conqueror. What just blows me away is how old everything is and how it doesn't seem to affect the natives. I guess if I lived here all my life something nearly 1,000 years old would seem pretty typical...
We mostly wandered about the castle. They keep it up very nice for the all the tours. The most memorable event of the day (sorry Laura) was Laura being quite smitten for the archer doing a Bowman demonstration. We never caught his name but Andrew dubbed him "Cupid McDreamy" This may be my last post because I'm sure Laura is going to kill me. Since I'm already marked if you happen to see her feel free to bust out "You Give Love a Bad Name"
It was pretty miserable weather all day. The rain didn't really stop so what a better time for a cup of tea! We stopped at a tea house for a drink and soup. Now I know why they love it here. There's nothing better than a cup of tea on a dreary day. On to Stratford!
Oh Stratford...birthplace of Shakespeare. It was a really nice town. Felt good to get out of the big city...and a lot cheaper. We went to the church and took a walk around town. The highlight of the day was seeing a Shakespeare play, Midsummer Night's Dream. As the Irish say, Absolutely fab. It was hilarious. Just like watching a Monty Python bit. I had read the play and seen part of a movie and was not really looking forward to it but it was very mordern and fresh rendition. Afterwards we went to a pub a few doors down that all the actors go to after shows. I left by the time most of the cast showed up because at this point I was basically swimming in my shoes.
We stayed at a B&B that night. The next morning both my socks were nearly dry but itwas great to have a proper English breakfast. We only had a few hours to wander about so we hit up a little market and ate a pub. mmm Steak pie in a beer gravy with chips. Delicious. That afternoon we took the coach to Oxford.
Man what a great town. All the colleges are disperesed through out the whole town. Their all in these medieval churches. We wandered around in a pretty good sized group but eventually split up. By the end of the day it was me, Erin and Robin. Best stop of the day... a bakery. I bought a Grand Venetian Finger. Basically the size of a half-Wegman's sub, each side dipped in chocolate. Oh...my...God. Enough about that. We got back on the coach, I fell asleep and we were back in London. YAY
The next day I went out to play softball with a bunch of ex-Pats (mainly buisnessmen and Bill) in Hyde Park. I'll be smug for a minute and say I ROCKED!!!! My moment came in the 5th when I slammed a home run. My luck has followed me and I was published in the widely-read (throughout the London Centre) publication, Skint. I just can't get away from the publicity :P. Bill wrote a nice article. Later that evening we went to see a football game. It's a lot less boring than on tv! The fans were pretty much the main attraction. They have so many chants and songs...typically directed at the other team and their fans. The most memorable was (to the tune of the grandfather clock chime) "Sit down shut up, Sit down shut up..."
Aaaand that was my weekend. Phew. I crashed pretty early that night.
This past week I started my internship. We're doing demonstrations next week but I met the other teachers I'll be working with. I picked up a trombone yesterday and Erin helped me learn a few tunes. Also played the Mozart Requiem lick with her. Good times. Well, I figured I should update this because 1) it's been a long time and 2) I'm going on holiday this weekend. Mike, Andrew and I are heading to Salzburg tonight! Mike's birthday is tomorrow so we figured we should have a proper celebration. Saturday is what I'm looking forward to most. OKTOBERFEST!! We going in on the opening day so hopefully we'll see the tapping of the keg by the Mayor of Munich. Well, I'm off. I'll see you on the other side of the beer stein.
Cheers
O
This past weekend we spent two days in Warwick, Stratford-Upon-Avon and Oxford. What an incredible trip! We visited the castle at Warwick which dates back to William the Conqueror. What just blows me away is how old everything is and how it doesn't seem to affect the natives. I guess if I lived here all my life something nearly 1,000 years old would seem pretty typical...
We mostly wandered about the castle. They keep it up very nice for the all the tours. The most memorable event of the day (sorry Laura) was Laura being quite smitten for the archer doing a Bowman demonstration. We never caught his name but Andrew dubbed him "Cupid McDreamy" This may be my last post because I'm sure Laura is going to kill me. Since I'm already marked if you happen to see her feel free to bust out "You Give Love a Bad Name"
It was pretty miserable weather all day. The rain didn't really stop so what a better time for a cup of tea! We stopped at a tea house for a drink and soup. Now I know why they love it here. There's nothing better than a cup of tea on a dreary day. On to Stratford!
Oh Stratford...birthplace of Shakespeare. It was a really nice town. Felt good to get out of the big city...and a lot cheaper. We went to the church and took a walk around town. The highlight of the day was seeing a Shakespeare play, Midsummer Night's Dream. As the Irish say, Absolutely fab. It was hilarious. Just like watching a Monty Python bit. I had read the play and seen part of a movie and was not really looking forward to it but it was very mordern and fresh rendition. Afterwards we went to a pub a few doors down that all the actors go to after shows. I left by the time most of the cast showed up because at this point I was basically swimming in my shoes.
We stayed at a B&B that night. The next morning both my socks were nearly dry but itwas great to have a proper English breakfast. We only had a few hours to wander about so we hit up a little market and ate a pub. mmm Steak pie in a beer gravy with chips. Delicious. That afternoon we took the coach to Oxford.
Man what a great town. All the colleges are disperesed through out the whole town. Their all in these medieval churches. We wandered around in a pretty good sized group but eventually split up. By the end of the day it was me, Erin and Robin. Best stop of the day... a bakery. I bought a Grand Venetian Finger. Basically the size of a half-Wegman's sub, each side dipped in chocolate. Oh...my...God. Enough about that. We got back on the coach, I fell asleep and we were back in London. YAY
The next day I went out to play softball with a bunch of ex-Pats (mainly buisnessmen and Bill) in Hyde Park. I'll be smug for a minute and say I ROCKED!!!! My moment came in the 5th when I slammed a home run. My luck has followed me and I was published in the widely-read (throughout the London Centre) publication, Skint. I just can't get away from the publicity :P. Bill wrote a nice article. Later that evening we went to see a football game. It's a lot less boring than on tv! The fans were pretty much the main attraction. They have so many chants and songs...typically directed at the other team and their fans. The most memorable was (to the tune of the grandfather clock chime) "Sit down shut up, Sit down shut up..."
Aaaand that was my weekend. Phew. I crashed pretty early that night.
This past week I started my internship. We're doing demonstrations next week but I met the other teachers I'll be working with. I picked up a trombone yesterday and Erin helped me learn a few tunes. Also played the Mozart Requiem lick with her. Good times. Well, I figured I should update this because 1) it's been a long time and 2) I'm going on holiday this weekend. Mike, Andrew and I are heading to Salzburg tonight! Mike's birthday is tomorrow so we figured we should have a proper celebration. Saturday is what I'm looking forward to most. OKTOBERFEST!! We going in on the opening day so hopefully we'll see the tapping of the keg by the Mayor of Munich. Well, I'm off. I'll see you on the other side of the beer stein.
Cheers
O
Friday, September 5, 2008
The time is drawing nigh
Please all take a moment and put me in your thoughts for today marks the last 6-day weekend I have for the rest of the terms...sigh
But I guess it's a good thing because my internship starts in a little over a week! Now my schedule will include Mondays, Wednesday AND Thursday (how could they do this to a super-senior). Andrew, Laura and I went down to Vauxhall to meet Brendon, the director of Lambeth Music Service. I guess I should take a little time to describe LMS and the UK education system for you...
LMS was started about 7 years back as an effort by the government to expose students to better quality music curriculum. Before the service the majority of students had very little chance to progress with music unless they took private lessons on their own. So for a lot of those students it was near impossible to afford these lessons. The public schools here are different then the States. You leave secondary school at 16. Think of elementary school when you picture their system, in and of that they have one teacher for year. This teacher will teach every subject for a particular year, including music. You can appreciate the fact that there were quite a few teachers just didn't have the training, time or experience to be able to start a band, orchestra or choir, except, perhaps, in the very best of schools.
In comes LMS to the rescue! (well, sort of) It's still a work in progress but from what I've heard of the program it is definitely filling a void in the schools and student's musical literacy. The service hires musicians to go into the schools and teach their specialties. The teachers will typically spend half a day then move to a different school. In each school they team-teach. So typically will be the Brass specialist, there will be a woodwind specialist and a percussion specialist. But of course things aren't that simple for the three of us. Since Ithaca has prepared us well beyond what they do in the UK University, we'll be doing just about everything. According to Brendon there is no formal Music Education degree in University here. It's almost poetic: there are teachers who haven't been trained in music and musicians who haven't been trained to teach. Now be clear I am NOT saying these people are bad teachers. Of course Brendon has to hire competent musician/teachers for this service to be effective. The way I understand it is that Laura, Andrew and I have the most comprehensive training (we've played and have been taught to teach every instrument). So this works out beautifully for us. Here's my schedule:
Monday (Bonneville school in the AM, Corpus Christi school in the PM)
10:30- teach recorder/djembe/glockenspiel
11:30- brass lessons
12:30- run as quickly as I can and catch a bus to CC
whenever- brass lessons
2:00- Band
3:00- Brass lessons
Wednesday (Richard Atkins/St. John's Angelltown [yes, two "L"s])
10:30- teach recorder/djembe/glockenspiel
11:30- strings (AHHHHHHH!!!!...thank goodness Maeve is here)
12:30- lunch and stroll to St. John's
1:30- teach recorder/djembe/glockenspiel
2:30- Band
3:30- Percussion lessons
Thursday
Jazz Ensemble night rehearsal at a secondary school
Phew, I get tired just looking at it. But this is exactly what I wanted to be involved in. This is definitely a symbiotic relationship. The Service gets our (limited) experience and awesome IC training and we get to participate in a very well organized, program designed solely to teach music. I feel a little like a guinea pig but I have high hopes for the semester. I haven't decided if I'll start another blog for my reflections of teaching or if they'll be mixed in here.
Wow, looking back on this this is kind of long. I was planning to put a couple more things in here but I'll spare you until the next one...which I will probably start right after breakfast. I'm off to make a breakfast sandwich using my delicious 18 pence beigels! Man I can't wait for the market again on Sunday.
Much Love,
O
But I guess it's a good thing because my internship starts in a little over a week! Now my schedule will include Mondays, Wednesday AND Thursday (how could they do this to a super-senior). Andrew, Laura and I went down to Vauxhall to meet Brendon, the director of Lambeth Music Service. I guess I should take a little time to describe LMS and the UK education system for you...
LMS was started about 7 years back as an effort by the government to expose students to better quality music curriculum. Before the service the majority of students had very little chance to progress with music unless they took private lessons on their own. So for a lot of those students it was near impossible to afford these lessons. The public schools here are different then the States. You leave secondary school at 16. Think of elementary school when you picture their system, in and of that they have one teacher for year. This teacher will teach every subject for a particular year, including music. You can appreciate the fact that there were quite a few teachers just didn't have the training, time or experience to be able to start a band, orchestra or choir, except, perhaps, in the very best of schools.
In comes LMS to the rescue! (well, sort of) It's still a work in progress but from what I've heard of the program it is definitely filling a void in the schools and student's musical literacy. The service hires musicians to go into the schools and teach their specialties. The teachers will typically spend half a day then move to a different school. In each school they team-teach. So typically will be the Brass specialist, there will be a woodwind specialist and a percussion specialist. But of course things aren't that simple for the three of us. Since Ithaca has prepared us well beyond what they do in the UK University, we'll be doing just about everything. According to Brendon there is no formal Music Education degree in University here. It's almost poetic: there are teachers who haven't been trained in music and musicians who haven't been trained to teach. Now be clear I am NOT saying these people are bad teachers. Of course Brendon has to hire competent musician/teachers for this service to be effective. The way I understand it is that Laura, Andrew and I have the most comprehensive training (we've played and have been taught to teach every instrument). So this works out beautifully for us. Here's my schedule:
Monday (Bonneville school in the AM, Corpus Christi school in the PM)
10:30- teach recorder/djembe/glockenspiel
11:30- brass lessons
12:30- run as quickly as I can and catch a bus to CC
whenever- brass lessons
2:00- Band
3:00- Brass lessons
Wednesday (Richard Atkins/St. John's Angelltown [yes, two "L"s])
10:30- teach recorder/djembe/glockenspiel
11:30- strings (AHHHHHHH!!!!...thank goodness Maeve is here)
12:30- lunch and stroll to St. John's
1:30- teach recorder/djembe/glockenspiel
2:30- Band
3:30- Percussion lessons
Thursday
Jazz Ensemble night rehearsal at a secondary school
Phew, I get tired just looking at it. But this is exactly what I wanted to be involved in. This is definitely a symbiotic relationship. The Service gets our (limited) experience and awesome IC training and we get to participate in a very well organized, program designed solely to teach music. I feel a little like a guinea pig but I have high hopes for the semester. I haven't decided if I'll start another blog for my reflections of teaching or if they'll be mixed in here.
Wow, looking back on this this is kind of long. I was planning to put a couple more things in here but I'll spare you until the next one...which I will probably start right after breakfast. I'm off to make a breakfast sandwich using my delicious 18 pence beigels! Man I can't wait for the market again on Sunday.
Much Love,
O
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